USS Asimov
Side Sim: Commander Idari's Arrival
Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Commander Idari’s Arrival
Posted by Lieutenant Veyn Cewa (Science Officer) in Side Sim: Commander Idari’s Arrival
Posted by Commander Idari Solit (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Commander Idari’s Arrival
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Solit considered the question, and found that he was somewhat unfamiliar with the new CO’s reputation. However, rumors on the Starbase had abounded.
“The most I know is that she would very much like to personally kill an admiral responsible for destroying various Starfleet and Federation-aligned vessls,” Solit finally answered. “Something about avenging the destruction of the previous Asimov - lost with no hands aboard, it would seem. Have you heard anything more?”
Commander Idari Solit, CSO
Lieutenant Cewa blinked in surprise, his light tone growing more cautious. “I’ve heard the rumors about the fate of the previous iteration of the Asimov, but nothing official. I’m surprised that Captain Greer has such a… passion… for summary judgment.”
Smoothing his bushy hair back with one hand, Veyn forced a smile and tried to regain his sunny disposition. “But it sounds like she is quite the champion for Starfleet and her crew! I’m looking forward to meeting her. I will admit, Commander, that I was relieved when I saw that your name was on the new transfer list as well. I was a tad nervous about the prospect of integrating into a crew that has been through so much… I’m glad we can stick together while we find our footing!” Veyn mimed an elbow nudging motion in the air with a cheeky grin.
“Although now that I think about it, I have to wonder what became of the previous science officers…” Veyn pursed his lips and glanced around the bridge as the rather uncomfortable question dawned on him.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
Solit stepped away from the console and began to step towards the Captain’s chair. If Idari had any say about his future in Starfleet, he would be a Captain of a research vessel - a Manhattan-class, if he was one to dream big - after this posting. He would probably be taking quite a few third shifts in the center chair for the sake of getting some actual command experience. He was intentionally letting Cewa step to the console to take a look.
“There’s nothing about which to worry. The Chief Science Officer was apparently planning to transfer off of the Asimov even if the Chandley-class vessel was still bearing the name, and it would appear that the rest transferred to other assignments so that they wouldn’t have to wait for a new Asimov to be designated,” Commander Idari finally said as he placed his hand on the CO’s chair. “Given the limited scope of the Chandley-class compared to what the Asimov used to be - I looked up the old registry, the Asimov-A was a Discovery-class - I’m not exactly surprised at the eagerness to leave the Asimov behind. I’m not entirely certain that any of the Science crew regrets the change - even if the single lab onboard is fully customizable.”
For whatever reason, Commander Idari took a seat in the Captain’s chair. It was more comfortable than he expected, given the nature of the vessel. Then again, he had been told by some that the Defiant-class was far more comfortable than one would expect from such a small vessel. Solit turned to Veyn.
Veyn took the hint and side-stepped to claim the open space behind the science console, fiddling with the controls and inspecting the display screens. He looked up as Idari sat in the captain’s chair. “Looks good on you, Commander!” he remarked brightly.
“So, I take it that you’ve spent plenty of time aboard Nova-class vessels? They are technically smaller than this, even if the crew is about the same size.”
Commander Idari Solit, CSO
“Astute deductive reasoning skills, Commander! Yes, my most recent station was on the USS Opportunity, a Nova-class.” Lieutenant Cewa chuckled. “But communal living comes easy to me thanks to my upbringing on Denobula, so I didn’t quite mind the quaintness of the vessel.”
“If I may be so bold as to ask a personal question, where did you grow up, Commander? I find that the environment of one’s childhood profoundly influences who they become.” Cewa continued to flick through the capabilities of the ship’s sensors, doing a quick inventory of tools he would have access to at the station. He looked back up to make eye contact with a polite closed-lip smile as Idari responded.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)
“I spent my formulative years on Alpha Centauri,” Solit replied. “Four years on Ferenginar - my father was a citizen, and my grandfather moved back there from Alpha Centauri, hard as that is to believe - and then three years on Vulcan. We came back to Alpha Centauri the year before I went to Earth to join Starfleet. Mind you, the years on Ferenginar and Vulcan are according to their individual orbital cycles instead of Federation standard.”
Commander Idari shrugged, a motion which his neck ridges enhanced.
“It wasn’t perfect, but it was my life, and I am here because of it - for better or for worse, as the human saying goes.”
Commander Idari Solit, CSO
Veyn raised his eyebrows in amusement and chuckled lightly. “Well that is certainly an interesting combination of cultures to spend your formative years among. I prefer to optimistically assume that it was ‘for better,’ as you are undoubtedly a more well-rounded person as a result.”
“Type seven high resolution sensors,” Lieutenant Cewa said to himself as he concluded his scan of the terminal, “capable of retracting for increase protection…” He paused. “The militaristic nature of this vessel may take some getting used to. I assume science may be responsible for managing these sensor masking and misdirection algorithms, is that right Commander?” Veyn’s mouth had pulled down into a slight frown as he considered the implications of his new station.
(Lt. Cewa, Science)