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Main Sim - Academy Hall 1a - Tinga's Lecture

Posted Dec. 19, 2018, 1:48 p.m. by Lieutenant William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)

Posted by Lieutenant Tinga (Communications) in Main Sim - Academy Hall 1a - Tinga’s Lecture

Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Main Sim - Academy Hall 1a - Tinga’s Lecture
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“Actually, now that I have a chance to think about it, I need the oldest model universal translator you have and several language clips. Kingon, the several dialects of Romulan if you have it, and something completely unrelated. Surprise me.” she said with a smile.

”..Sure one moment!” Zern said leaving at a hurried pace.

The Captain arrived shortly after. His various meetings and visits had all gone on longer than expected. He had offered to help, but he saw Tinga seemed to have everything in hand, with several identical looking assistants running around frantically, and bringing her pieces of equipment. Instead, he sat down next to William and Cross.

“Have I missed anything important?” he asked them.

‘’She has just started’‘ the doctor whispered to Glen ‘’ And has asked for the oldest model universal translator ‘’ hoping that the information provided would keep the Captain silent.

Nkosenye came in behind Glen and looked at the crew. Nodding to each, a slight smile to Cross, and he took a seat on the aisle so he could sit without cramming his large frame into the people around him. “I’m looking forward to her presentation. Indeed, everyone’s.”

Cross nodded back and though she had not missed his smile did not return it,for now the doctor wanted to keep their relationship secret…for it was still early days.

Tinga was surprised to see everybody there so early. There was nearly an hour till her presentation so, they had missed nothing.

William took a deck of Cards from his pockets and started putting down a row of Andorian Solitaire as he waited patiently, still formulating his own lecture.

Returning with a slight huff Zern handed the requested items to Tinga. “..Here you are ma’am. Anything else?” He asked.

Tinga reviewed the items. It was everything she had asked for.

“No, I think this will do. Let the Cadets in in five minutes please and thank you so much.”

Tinga walked onto the stage and began arranging things for a large lecture. She was pleased to see some of the crew had come. Turning to face the nearly empty hall, she smiled realizing that this was as prepared as it was going to get.

First Cross wondered what the hell William was thinking playing with his cards,she then made eye contact and gave Tinga a thumbs up.Now all that was left was to see how much the Cadets were attentive and focused on the Lt’s lecture .

”..Sure ma’am!” They both said one moving eagerly to comm the cadets =/\= Attention all cadets of class 2301 the first lecture will begin by the USS Merrimack crew in Academy Hall 1a in 5 minutes, please report!=/\= The announcement said.

Almost immediately the hall began to fill from both ends until the entire seating of 50 some cadets plus a few standing in the back came in all eager eyed and hopeful to learn and listen.

As soon as the Cadets started piling up William gathered his cards and placed them back in his pocket, slightly disappointed as he hadn’t finished his game. However, he did memorize the layout of the cards to finish later.

Glen thought he had seen a similar model of communicator before. He thought he might have used one on his first Command posting on the USS Yorktown. That thought only made him feel old; he was only 35. How quickly technology changes! And how young some of these cadets looked. He had never been that young!

Then he realised that it wasn’t a communicator, just a universal translator… as large as a brick! He had never seen one that old before.

Nkosenye looked around at the incoming Cadets. Many looked excited, some bored, some busily tapping on PaDD’s getting in some last minute work before it was due. He remembered his time at he Academy, it wasn’t that long ago at all. He had enjoyed his time there, but it was colored with a sense of regret. Up until recently, Mthunzi had regretted not following his first desire: to be a police officer. But, things change, and that regret had faded substantially. He looked at Cross briefly, his trademark scowl ever present, and then looked back at the incoming Cadets. He leaned back, as much as he could, in the seat and waited for Tinga’s lecture.

Cross knew Nkosrhye was sitting some where behind her and though she wanted to turn around and give him a smile she dared not with Glen sitting next to her ,the Captain who rarely let anything escape him.

The CMO noticed how much noise the Cadets who were filling inside made,taking a mental note that when her time came she would let the Cadets settle in first then make her entrance ....lest she threw a tantrum which made her chuckle inwardly at the very thought.

Glen heard the noise level rise higher and higher as the cadets entered the lecture hall and hundreds of voices vied with each other to be heard. Then the murmuring began to get quieter again as the starting time approached; in expectation of some kind of introduction from the Academy staff.

Glen, CO

Tinga turned to Vern and Zern.

“After whatever is going to be an intorduction, please make an effort to turn off all translating devices. No cheating for the first five minutes. I’ll give you a thumbs up when you can turn them back on.” she instructed quietly.

  • Tinga, Comms

William cocked his head slightly at the instruction and looked around the room at the various recruits. Undoubtedly most of them already spoke Standard but as he knew many would have their own translators for simplicities sake. An interesting start to be sure. With that thought, he crossed his legs and grabbed a pair of full moon spectacles and placed them on as he took notes with a pen and paper as he tended to do.

CSO


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