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Side SIM: Talking to the Admiral tag Symar

Posted Nov. 26, 2023, 1:10 p.m. by Lieutenant Symar (Chief Medical Officer) (Kieron Hoult)

Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (Captain) in Side SIM: Talking to the Admiral tag Symar

Posted by Lieutenant Symar (Chief Medical Officer) in Side SIM: Talking to the Admiral tag Symar

Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (Captain) in Side SIM: Talking to the Admiral tag Symar
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Chris scheduled a time for Symar and himself with Admiral Streetimyer. He already sent out a message to Symar to meet him in his ready room and another one to the Admiral explaining everything and reassuring the good Admiral that Symar was a great officer and an even greater asset to Starfleet. It was almost time.

Captain Chris Taggart CO

Symar found himself on edge for most of the day; even though he had to admit to himself that he was grateful for not having to hide his true self anymore. An important meeting with an Admiral of Starfleet’s upper brass however, was not how the Vulcan/Romulan hybrid was expecting to spend his first day of freedom. Symar was slightly reassured in a way, knowing that he had the crew of the Chernov, Captain Taggart in particular, in his corner. To that end, he arrived at the CO’s Ready Room as promptly as his duties would allow and clicked the door chime.

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

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-Kieron-

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-Kieron-

OOC: Sorry.

Seeing Symar come in Chris put up a hand to the Admiral. “Sorry sir. Our guest of honor has arrived.” He said while waving Symar to him. When Symar got into view, Chris introduced them to each other. “Admiral Streetimyer. This is Lieutenant Symar. Our Chief Medical Officer. Lieutenant. This is Admiral Streetimyer. Head of Starfleet Inductions and Education. And Chairperson of Starfleet Relations. He’ll be guiding you to be a proper member of Starfleet. I’ll leave you to it Admiral. I’ll be sitting a few feet away. Lieutenant. Please take my seat.” Chris said getting up and moving the chair for Symar to sit. Walking over to the drink cart, Chris poured himself some coffee and a special Vulcan tea that Kastarak likes, but he figured Symar wouldn’t mind and brought it over to Symar before taking a seat himself a few feet away.

The Grey haired and leathery faced Admiral smiled warmly and genuinely. “Before we begin Lieutenant Symar, I want you to know that this is being recorded so I don’t get anything wrong later. Secondly. You have nothing to worry about. You’re not in trouble and we know you’re not a spy. With Captain Taggarts testimony and punishment, you are an exemplary Officer and a vital asset to not only The Chernov, but to Starfleet as well. Do you have any questions before we start?”

Storyteller

‘Nothing at present Admiral.’ Symar replied, still slightly on edge despite the Admiral’s reassurances.

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

“Good. “I’ll need the names of your real parents and their locations. They will not be talked to, but this is needed for verification. Secondly, did you know before joining Starfleet that you were half Romulan?”

Storyteller

“I didn’t know my parents sir, I was kidnapped in my youth quite early on by disciples of Nero. If I’m honest Admiral, the memories are… hazy at best..”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

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-Kieron-

He looked apologetic. “I’m sorry to hear that Lieutenant. Please tell us what you know from the beginning. Again, nothing will be held against you. You’re safe. Commander Taggart made sure of that.” That last part was a snide remark to Chris who was staring at the Admiral with his one good, blue eye and he was on fact, wearing Commander’s rank now on his sleeves.

Chris looked into the monitor. “Admiral. This is not about us. This is about getting Lieutenant Symar here in the system with no troubles. He doesn’t deserve that kind of lack of respect. Besides, you got what you finally wanted from me sorry of my resignation from Starfleet. Do your job please and help the lad out.” He said flatly. The Admiral looked furious for a moment before calming himself.

“Sorry Lieutenant Symar. Your Captain is right… for once. Please continue.”

Storyteller

“I was raised Vulcan, on the homeworld. I didn’t really know much about the… divide between the Vulcan and Romulan peoples. Everything just sort of… happened. I was a young boy and remember being collected from my home, but then I… I blacked out..”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

The Admiral frowned and sighed. “Mr. Symar. I will need more information than that. Please extrapolate why you blacked out and what you can recall before, during and after.”

Storyteller

“There are… flashes of what happened sir, but nothing concrete,” Symar sighed, “I remember… a Klingon ship, a joint operation between some of Nero’s men and the Klingon Empire. I was… genetically altered, Romulan DNA added to my Vulcan genome. They said… they said I could help Nero get his revenge on Starfleet and the Federation, luckily Starfleet got hold of me before I worked out what my… true purpose was.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

“I’m sorry to hear that and that you had to go through that Symar.” Chris said compassionately.

The Admiral nodded. “Well. Since your DNA was altered to Romulan and you have been retrained. There is really nothing more to do.” He looked over at Taggart. “Besides. I got what I wanted anyway.” Looking back at Symar. “Congratulations Lieutenant. You have a background and are Vulcan and Romulan and are cleared to keep being not only in Starfleet but on the Chernov. Admiral Streetimyer out.” Then the screen went black.

“Congratulations Lt. Symar. All lives matter and I’m glad I could play a small part in helping yours become better. I’m always here for you.” Chris said.

Caspian Chris Taggart

Symar closed his eyes for a second and took a long breath, “Thank you Captain, it feels good to be… validated as a good man for once. Going forward, I will do all I can to do my utmost as a Starfleet Officer and Chief Medical Officer of this ship. If I can be half the officer you are, I’ll have done my job right.” Symar arched an eyebrow, “That being said, what was that about you being demoted?”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

Chris smiled and got up from his chair and put his hands on Symar’s shoulders and looked him dead in the eye. “First Symar. You are more brave than I can ever hope to be. All the things that you went through growing up and you still turned out the fine young man before me. Second. You just keep doing what you’ve been doing. You have always been doing your best and are a great asset to everyone here and that we help. To your third question…” Chris took his hands off Symar’s shoulders but not First giving them a little squeeze in affirmation and turned to look around his office as though seeing it for the first time.

“Symar.” He said his back to him before turning around and facing the CMO again. “Sometimes you have to do the hard things as Captain. Captain is what you call the person or being running a ship. If I was your rank but Commanding this ship, then you’d still call me Captain. Captain is a rank as well as I know you know, but that doesn’t make me less of a man as before if I don’t have it. I’d rather be an Ensign or Cadet again if it meant doing the right thing. That a$$hole of an Admiral has been on my case for all the things that I supposedly get away with.”

Chris put his hands back on Symar’s shoulders and smiled like a proud dad looking at his that just became a man. “I’m going to tell you why I was demoted but not all of and I do not want you to feel guilty or think that you owe me anything. Because again, you have proven yourself many times, not only to myself, the beings on this ship but to yourself. ” He let out a heavy sigh. “My demotion was one of the conditions of you being granted what you just got. He already granted you everything before you spoke to him, but like a bitter god demanding prayers and appellation, he just wanted to hear you beg for it. I stopped most of it before you got here. So the moral is some people deserve rank and some deserve respect. Others command it. You know I’m not the latter and the Admiral is the former. You are the not the latter either. With this, you are now free to pursue what you want in not only Starfleet but in life and what is a rank compared to that. You are and will forever be free.” Chris unexpectedly hugged Symar and with a tear in his good eye. “Don’t ever forget that. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to compose myself before going back out into the bridge.”

Commander Chris Taggart CO

“Captain, I…” Symar felt a tear welling in his eye, to hell with repressing emotions… “I… don’t know what to say, except, thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me. I will more than happily write a letter to Admiral Streetimyer myself, explain that I find it…” he grinned as the phrase crossed his mind, “Most illogical for you to lose the rank.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

Chris couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “It’s fine Symar. A letter from you wouldn’t change a thing. I’m not saying you’re not important, but it won’t change his mind. A letter from me wouldn’t get read either. I’ve done a great deal of Mischief in my time as a Starfleet Captain and as Section.... well, you know. What you’ve seen me do before, stealing starships, breaking rules, not following orders is just the tip of the ice berg. That last Starship we stole together Symar. Did you know it was my 5th? That’s right. I’m very good at it. When Kane and Mwezi died, I broke out of the brig, stole a starship, and not some transport but one just like this one and was going forward Galdari to exact my revenge when I was… stopped.”

He let out a heavy sigh. “Suffice to say I’ve done a lot of very stupid sh*t and have gotten away with it. Eventually I knew my time would come to pay some recourse from my actions. I always thought that would be death, but Kane and you have saved my life multiple times medically and Mwezi and the others of this ship have saved my life more times than I can count in combat. A demotion is a welcomed change of events. I would’ve died long ago if not for everyone on this fine ship. You’ve more than earned whatever you demand from me Symar. You’re a good man and doctor. Don’t ever think that you’re not. So. You don’t owe me a thing. Seeing you smile is reward enough.”

Commander Chris Taggart CO

“No one a Romulan/Vulcan hybrid would rather have as his CO sir,” Symar said as he extended a hand, “And that’s a promise.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

Chris took the man’s hand and firmly shook it. “And I you and people and beings like you, for this crew.”

Commander Chris Taggart CO

“Should we get back to work?”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-


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