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Transporter Room Two - Arrival of the new CNS

Posted Sept. 11, 2020, 6 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Danora Allance (Engineer/Artificial Intelligence Expert) (Melissa Aragon)

Posted by Lieutenant Simon Arbogist (Counselor) in Transporter Room Two - Arrival of the new CNS
The blue shimmer of the transporter appeared, and dissipated, leaving the figure of a man standing there on the transporter pad. He was a shorter man, only about 5’9”. His hair was dark auburn, both on his head and his trimmed facial hair. His eyes were deep black, a stark contrast to his light complexion.

Simon Arbogist slowly descended the small steps from the transporter pad. He looked over at the NE manning the transporter controls. There was a curiosity in his black eyes.

“Yes,” Simon said. “I am the new Counselor.” His lips crept into a small smile. “And yes, I am a Betazoid.”

“I… I…” The NE stammered. “Welcome to the Memorial sir.”

Simon gave a nod. “Thank you.” He stepped closer to the control console. “My personal belongings were to be transported as well. I had an item marked as priority and fragile. Can you check to make certain it made the transport and was placed in the counselors office?”

The NE moved his hands over the console, making the inquiry. Then the young man gave a nod. “Yes, sir, everything looks to be in order.”

Simon smiled. “Very well.” He paused, looking over at the NE. “Thank you. I appreciate it. I believe someone was supposed to meet me for my arrival, or shall I proceed directly to medical?”

“I…” The NE gave a small frown. “Let me check the orders sir.” He went back to moving his fingers across the console.

-Counselor Simon Arbogist

Danora had been coming to the transporter room to replace a tool box she had borrowed to fix a panel further down the hall. Not expecting to see anyone there, she was softly humming to herself but her thoughts were a million miles away. As she entered the room, she stopped whistling and the chaos in her mind ceased to dead silence for a moment before returning on a slightly more muted level. “Oh, didn’t realize we had company, Michael.” She set the toolbox in the nearby locker and turned smiling. “I’m Danora. Welcome aboard.” Her surface thoughts were a cacophony of things from the AI on the ship to her own loneliness, from the tool box inventory running thru her head to be sure she remembered to put everything back, to wondering why someone so cute had come aboard and she hadn’t heard the gossip. “Her hand extended towards the man, unaware of his mental abilities as she admired his eyes.

The slightly smaller 5’ 7 blond woman had eyes like green shot forest canopies in the fall. The gold and blue facets occasionally showing based on how the lighting hit them. Her own skin, nearly as pale as his own, meant the tendrils of almost white blond hair seemed to almost blend into her cheeks as it floated around her face where locks had come undone during her duties. “Has anyone been assigned to seeing you to your quarters?” She guessed from the bag and comment about luggage she had heard coming in, that whoever this was, he was going to be here for a bit.

Lt JG Danora Allance
Engineer/AI Specialist


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