Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kyle Anders (Chief of Security) in Nine Forward - A Celebration

Posted by Lieutenant Sapeth (Chief Engineer) in Nine Forward - A Celebration

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Riley laughed, then stepped to the table to pour himself a cup of the punch. “I’m sure you’ll be fine,” he said, turning back. “Just don’t flirt with the cadets,” he smirked. “That’s verboten now.” He lifted his glass in a cheeky toast before sipping it.

“I am going to miss her,” he admitted, looking around the lounge before settling his view out the window. She was definitely my favorite, he mentally added. “And the crew as well, of course,” he laughed again.

• Ensign Riley, Science

Sapeth made his way into Nine Forward, wearing a freshly pressed uniform. Looking around he made his way over to the refreshments table. He never quite understood the human need for food at almost every occasion. While he did enjoy sampling different cuisines from the different races he had met over his time in Starfleet, the timing for some of these meals still confused him.

Moving on from the table, he stood to the side, waiting for the ceremony to begin. While he did still have work to do, he had learned that these sorts of events one was expected to attend. That and as one of his cadets was graduating, it would be poor form for him not to be in attendance.

Lt Sapeth - CE

Kyle clinked his glass with Riley’s before turning to face the room in front of him. Anders noticed Sapeth heading towards the buffet table and gave him a smile and a nod.

-Lieutenant Junior Grade Kyle Anders: Chief of Security-

Vanessa entered the room worried she should have worn her dress uniform. The captain’s message had contained no mention of it, but the ceremony was one that could go either way. She felt the tension between her shoulder blades, which she hadn’t realized was building, relax when she saw everyone in regular duty uniforms.

Her blue eyes swept the room, recognizing a few of the faces as crew members she had already met, recognizing some of the graduating cadets - Officers now, she corrected, since they have already officially received their commissions. - from her purview of their profiles. She settled on one figure by the buffet table she had not met yet. Lieutenant… Sapeth? she thought. Yes, Sapeth. She tilted her head slightly, pursed her lips, then straightened and approached.

“Greetings, Lieutenant” she said in Vulcan, nodding. I hope I got that honorific suffix correct, she mentally chided herself. “I am Lieutenant Commander Vanessa Lofton, the new ship’s counselor.” The shift from Vulcan pronunciation to English was severe even to her own ear, but she always felt strange trying to pronounce her name in Vulcan. “It is a privilege to be met by you.“

She paused, looking upward slightly with her eyes, and then laughed, blushing. “Excuse me, ‘to meet you.’ My Vulcan is a little rusty,” she finished in English.

Lt. Cmdr. Lofton - CNS