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side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - Effective Communication (Tag Kovan)

Posted by Ensign Kovan ch’Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - Effective Communication (Tag Kovan)

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - Effective Communication (Tag Kovan)

Posted by Ensign Kovan ch’Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - Effective Communication (Tag Kovan)

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Kovan nodded, secretly (deep down) pleased that Rand had chosen Tradealogue. It wasn’t the prettiest of languages, and one his communications teachers at the academy may have scoffed at but it was the language he had the most experience with. “Alright and when did you want to start this tutoring?”

Ensign ch’Sirhc

“Whenever is convenient for you. But I’d like to start sooner rather than later.” For the most part Rand could move things around in her schedule for whatever time worked best for Kovan. She only had two set in stone tasks in her regular daily routine.

Yeoman Rand

Kovan thought it over, “We could start now. . . Give me twenty minutes to grab some information? And could we met up in your yeoman office? The lounge might be too distracting.”

Ensign ch’Sirhc

“I can do that.” She glanced at her watch. Just enough time to take the tray of drinks to the bridge and then try and fit a second chair into the closet that was her ‘office.’ Rand grabbed the tray off the counter and disappeared. 20 minutes later, Rand had managed to scoot a few things around and wedge a spare chair (Randy wouldn’t miss it) into the small space. It was a tight fit, but at least it was there.

Yeoman Rand

Kovan arrived 21 minutes later with a PaDD and a thin sketchbook. He wasn’t excited about the tight space but he figured Rand would prefer it to the lounge or one of their quarters. Kovan squeezed himself into the chair, and tucked his knees to one side. The sketchbook was flipped open, it was a fresh book of synthetic paper and a black marker set on top of it. Then he turned on the PaDD to show an image of the periodic table of elements. “There are two things universal to every species across all corners of the galaxy. The first is binary, the second chemistry. Tradealouge was built upon these foundations.

“Languages have three main components: Syntax, Morphology, and Phonology. In Tradealouge, the first two have absolute rules that all dialects must follow. Phonology has strange rules but we won’t cover that until later. For now, I’ll start by teaching you written Tradealouge, which is universal across all dialects.”

Ensign ch’Sirhc

Rand had her PaDD on the desk, she wasn’t looking at it, but she was writing as Kovan spoke, using short hand to capture what he was saying. A small grin crossed her face when he said they would start with the written form of Tradealouge. If Rand could read it she’d remember it without flaw - usually. The spoken part might be tricky, but Rand could remember everything she’d read instantly. Her stylus stopped moving about 15 seconds after Kovan stopped talking. She set it down and nodded to indicate she understood. She didn’t offer idyll comments, rather focused on paying attention to what he was teaching her.

Yeoman Rand

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