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Posted by Lieutenant Scott Smith (Science Officer) in Boarding and checking in

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Arthur Flynn (Chief Science Officer) in Boarding and checking in
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“A new post” Scott said to himself as he read through the standard transfer documents at Event Horizon Station. It was a new post for him, a chance to explore the cosmos and get first hand experience with the unknown. A grand adventure for his new ship, the USS Manhattan, designed specifically for deep exploration and assigned to the wilderness that was the Delta Quadrant. This was exciting!

Well

It would be for literally anyone else.

Scott read through the documents and started to walk towards the docking port at precisely 1.42 meters per second as he read through the specs on his new ship, “Type X sensors, that’s good. Oh, multiphasic scan capabilities, that’s useful.” He said to himself in a tone only rivaled by high school algebra teachers. He approached the docking port and found himself swept up in a grand sense of ennui as he walked through and onto the ship for the first time. Fellow crew members walked briskly to perform their duties as he made his way through to his quarters on deck 11 where he set down his bag in the empty room and looked around, it was plain, needed more beige, and he said to himself, “I think my kettles will go over there” he said looking towards a rather unremarkable table in the corner.

With a breath he turned and made his way to Deck 6 between labs one and two where he found the office of the Chief Science Officer. Scott had read up on the man, he was reported to be upbeat, optimistic, excitable, and really everything that Scott wasn’t. If Arthur was a pinch of jalapeno pepper, Scott was a bag of flour. He rang the bell and stood there, his expression neutral and humdrum.

–Scott Smith, Scientist–

“Come in,” Arthur called, engrossed in a report of the latest chemistry experiment. “How can I help you? And would you like a cup of coffee?” By the sounds of it, he’d probably already had several cups today.

Lieutenant Commander Arthur Flynn
Chief Science Officer

Scott entered the room and looked at Arthur with an expression that conveyed the same interest one might have in plain granola as he moved his hand with the PaDD over towards him and said, “I’m Scott Smith, the Manhattan is my new post, and if the deck layout is correct you are my new Chief?” He said with the same tone one would read an encyclopedia article on the various styles of carpet weave.

After offering the PaDD he stood at attention and said plainly, “A glass of lukewarm water would be fine please”

–Scott Smith, Scientist–

“That’s correct,” Arthur confirmed with a laugh. “Lukewarm water it is.” He input the order into the replicator and handed the glass across to the Lieutenant. “Welcome aboard! You caught me right as I was finishing up my preparations for leave, but I plan to be back. So, what do you specialize in?”

Lieutenant Commander Arthur Flynn
Chief Science Officer

Scott took the glass and gave it a slow sip, as he thought for a second, “34 degrees. It’s a little cold. Your replicator is out of calibration I think you should put in a request with engineering to have it seen.” He said as he sipped at the water a little with an exhale,

“I would consider that a little on the hot side,” Ben said with a slight smile, wondering who still used such an archaic system such as Fahrenheit.

“I specialize in xenobiology, and take particular pleasure in repeatable studies, my doctoral thesis is on the thermodynamic properties of water, where I am analyzing the relationship between boiling point and cooling rate in a controlled setting.” He replied as he took another sip. (Normally as the author I’d write some metaphor for how boring it was, however, I can’t get much more mundane and tedious in describing a man who’s favorite pass time is measuring the time it takes to boil water in a series of 6 identical beige kettles followed by measuring the time it takes for the water to cool to ambient temperature) He took another sip and said, “Where is life taking you?”

~Scott Smith, Science Officer~

And now he knew.

“I find solace in being able to understand humanoid biology and fixing problems within such systems without causing said system to crash.” he said with a smile. “Engineers have it so much easier.” He hoped that the slight banter against the other ‘science’ would break the ice, even if they weren’t there to defend themselves.

Lt. Hudson
Chief Medical Officer

Scott blinked slowly, in an almost robotic way as he listened. “Indeed they do, it’s rather dull isn’t it?” He replied in a tone reminiscent of one discussing their favorite wallpaper paste, absolutely unaware of the irony of his statement. “I am curious doctor, is it the fixing part that you enjoy about your work? Rather than the science of it? Most humanoid biology is known, and most treatments are documented. Is it the satisfaction of making something whole again?” He asked, his tone shifting ever so slightly up at the end, as if one had shifted from wallpaper paste to asking someone their favorite thickness of card stock.

~Scott Smith, Science Officer~