Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Tutoring Session

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Tutoring Session
Rand had been busy setting things up for Rogers’ phaser training session. Of course the woman wanted her to participate. It wasn’t that Rand didn’t understand why and even agree, but it wasn’t a skill she had any experience at all about. So not only was she going to make a fool of herself in front of the captain, all the department heads would be there as well, and anyone else who wanted to attend. Rand didn’t like being ill prepared or looking incompetent, and the whole thing was spiking her anxiety through the bulkheads.

She entered the lab at lunch and made her way quietly over to Nibbles’ cage. She flipped through then notes, not really reading them. Hands twisting in her lap as she watched Nibbles root around for the seeds she’d scattered in the thicker plants at the back of the enclosure. She supposed she could ask Roman or Randy to help her. But Randy hated phasers and would just spout off why they went against everything he believed in. But Roman was working and she would have to wait.

Rand

Roman was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork. He almost always noticed Rand come in for lunch, and today as he watched her go over to Nibbles, he could tell she was nervous about something. She didn’t say anything when she came in, and when she sat watching Nibbles he could tell by the way her arms were moving she was twisting her hands or something in her lap. He waited until the rest of the lab staff left to say something, and when they had, he said, “Rand? Is something going on?”

~ Roman

Rand looked around, knowing everyone was gone because Roman wouldn’t ask otherwise. She nodded, looking like someone had just stolen her puppy. “That phaser training…the one Rogers mandated…she…she wants me to…participate.” The last word came out like she was cursing someone rather than talking about a something so mundane as weapons proficiency. “I…I don’t know how.” Now her hands were behind her back, fingers hooked and twisted around each other. “Phaser training wasn’t a priority for yeoman.”

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