Posted Nov. 22, 2022, 12:38 p.m. by Ensign T'Mera (Linguist/Comms Officer) (Ffion Grace)
Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in Arrival: Oh Capitaine, Mon Capitaine
Posted by Ensign T’Mera (Linguist/Comms Officer) in Arrival: Oh Capitaine, Mon Capitaine
Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in Arrival: Oh Capitaine, Mon Capitaine
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T’Mera hit the door chime for the Captains ready room, curious to see how his manner and demeanour compared to that of his Chief Engineer. She took a brief moment to ensure that her plain, charcoal coloured body suit was wrinkle free, and that her long, straight black hair was tucked away behind the pointed ears that seemed to define her species in the eyes of others.Sublieutenant T’Mera - Linguist/Comms Officer
Marceau sat in the desk chair in the room, going over plans for the upcoming mission. A new Captain was a nervous Captain, at least in this case, though he was doing his best to hide it. “Entrez-vous,” came the soft spoken reply to the chime. Polite French for ‘enter’, Marceau often slipped into French when he was nervous or otherwise emotional.
Upon entering, T’Mera works fine a neat, if barren office. Marceau had not had time for decorating much. A small French flag sat on the corner of the desk next to the computer access console. There was a small statuette of a person, like from a religious scene though Marceau himself was not religious. Leaned against the desk was a landscape painting of a city, beautifully painted with oil paints. It was labelled ‘Marseille, France”. A stack of papers sat in the middle of the desk in a somewhat disorganized stack.
A stack of medical texts sat neatly on the floor beside the desk. The titles ranged from ten years old to brand new, just released volumes. The subjects were as varied as the age of the texts, everything from survival med, to immune disorders to ‘alien’ infectious disease, to xenobiology, anatomy, and med. Some were written by human authors, some by Denobulans.
The captain himself was taller than T’Mera at 5‘8’‘, with an average build, if a bit on the lanky side. He had unruly curly hair, just barely covering his ears in a reddish brown curly fluff ball on his head. Clear hazel eyes studied the papers in his hands, preliminary findings for the planet they were to head to. He wore a standard issue star fleet jumpsuit, which looked neat but not perfectly so.
He looked up at T’Mera and smiled a friendly and warm, if reserved, smile. “I was told to expect you.” There was a noticeable French accent to his English. Marceau made no effort to hide his accent. “Sub-lieutenant T’Mera, yes? I am Captain Renault.”
~ Captain Renault
T’Mera inclined her head in respectful greeting, taking in the somewhat cluttered and eclectic nature of the ready room.
“Bonjour mon capitaine, je suis le sous-lieutenant T’Mera du haut commandement vulcain, en affectation temporaire en tant qu’officier de communication et de linguistique. J’espère que vous allez bien, et que ma langue française est acceptable? Ou préférez-vous que je passe à l’anglais standard?” She said, in perfect French with a clearly noticeable southern department accent.
Sublieutenant T’Mera - Linguist/Comms Officer
Marceau seemed impressed. Yes, this was his Linguistics officer, but vulcans had a reputation on Earth for having a strong distaste for everything human. For T’Mera to go and learn his native language was indeed surprising. Not just his native language, he realized, but local dialect as well. That was not Parisian French. “Nous parlons Anglais généralement sur le Sojourner. Mais, vos Français est très bien. Je suis très impressionné, sous-lieutenant T’Mera.” Speaking French, his accent was much more noticeable on loan words like her name, which came out with a very French R.
“Qu’est-ce qui vous a donné envie de rejoindre le Sojourner ?” Despite mentioning that typically, English was spoken aboard the ship, Marceau relished chances to speak his native tongue deeply, and so was reluctant to switch. Marceau was very interested in her answer. Given the vulcans’ disdain for humans, he was most surprised to receive word a Vulcan linguist would be joining his ship as a liaison officer.
~ Captain Renault
T’Mera inclined her head again in acknowledgement of his appreciation of her skills.
“ Mon département sur Vulcain couvre le développement des espèces et des cultures dans le cadre de notre portefeuille, il est donc important que je connaisse votre histoire et vos coutumes pour des raisons diplomatiques.”
Marceau nodded. “J’espère nous sont intéressant pour toi.” There was a slight sarcastic tone to his voice. Clearly he thought the same as most humans about Vulcans and their… Observations.
She said, before seamlessly switching back to Standard English, spoken with a formal, clipped accent.
“I am, however, currently on leave from my post. I have found humanity to be an interesting subject for study, particularly how you have managed to form a world order from chaos in such a short period of time.”
She paused for a moment before continuing,
“I believe that only so much can be learnt from observation, and therefore the logical course of action would be to immerse myself in your culture and participate in your customs, in order to learn more, and where better do this than with a small sample of humanity, placed in confined quarters for long periods of time under duress?”
Sublieutenant T’Mera - Linguist/Comms Officer
Marceau nodded, all sarcasm gone, replaced then with interest. “My crew and I would be glad to teach you all we can.” After speaking French, his accent came out stronger than it typically did. “Though, I do hope we avoid ‘duress’ as much as we can.”
~ Capt Renault
“All I would ask, is that you and your crew act as naturally as possible, rather than allow my presence to influence your behaviour or decisions. For my part, I will perform my duties diligently, and will do my best to not be a…. I believe that the human phrase is…’backseat driver’?”
T’Mera enunciated the unfamiliar phrase carefully, trying to be sure she was using it correctly.
“Is this an agreeable situation Captain?”
Sublieutenant T’Mera - Linguist/Comms Officer
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