Posted by Commander Kohr (Executive Officer) in Side sim - CO’s Office - KT-QT - reports aboard

Posted by Captain Rende Asam (Captain) in Side sim - CO’s Office - KT-QT - reports aboard

Posted by Civilian KT-QT (Engineering Officer) in Side sim - CO’s Office - KT-QT - reports aboard
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“It is a pleasure. May I also introduce Cmdr Kohr our First Officer.” Rende took the PaDD and read over the woman’s orders after trying not to squint or hold the PaDD too far way. Eldorin would have a good laugh at her and then make her wear those horrible reading glasses. There was nothing out of the ordinary on the PaDD. She was a gifted engineer, and Rende was thankful Eldorin would be her DH. The old man was, like her, willing to make a friend of anyone. She was also a field medic. She’d send her over to Semenza to see how that would translate to organic medicine. There was a strange buzzing with her words, in the empathic center of Rende’s brain. KT-QT and her species had emotions, and as an empath Rende could pick it up but she always had difficulty deciphering the emotions of synthetic life forms. At least until she go to know them.

KT observed and took in the XO. To say he as an imposing figure was an understatement. KT looked him up and down for an instance then hesitantly nodded at him “Sir” she said in her usual tone.

Kohr inclined his head respectfully but said nothing. It had not been made clear in what capacity she would serve aboard ship, and therefore it was not appropriate to address her with a rank or title she did not hold.

She glanced down at the necklace, it was beautiful and very unique. The color was breathtaking. Rende couldn’t quite pinpoint the cause of the hum but it was pleasant.

“A thank you gift from my people for accepting me on to your crew, and a sign of good faith.” she added once Rende had seen the necklace.

KT-QT (Engineer)

“It is a lovely gift, thank you KT-QT. I was told your people exchange gifts upon first meeting. Unfortunately my home world is long lots to the ages. But my grandchildren tell me that there is no better gift than a plant.” She smiled at the memory of them ordering her about to pick the perfect one. She set the necklace down gently and passed the PaDD to Kohr. From her desk she picked up a small pot with a small orange and purple flower growing in it and gave it to the new officer. “From my adoptive home, Ireland on Earth. It is called a Scarlet Pimpernel. The symbol of a quite famous literary hero as well. Now let’s have a seat and get to know each other.” Rende sat down in her desk chair and leaned back comfortably.

Rende, CO

KT smiled and accepted the gift. the flower was indeed beautiful the way the shadow cast over the plant made it look even more so. KT decided she would have to paint the plant when she got a chance. “Thank you Captain, for honouring our customs. If your crew are as thoughtful and as respectful as you. Then I am sure my stay will be pleasant and my report back to my queen will be equally positive.” she said kindly and respectful as she took a seat.

The Klingon’s brow raised very slightly at the mention of a queen. Were they like the Borg, then? he wondered absently.

“I must confess I am very excited to experience your ship and crew. The federation is a fascinating enigma. An organisation of peace that is unafraid to fight as a last resort. Open to new things but cautious in your approach to such things. Not eager to crush things under your heel but not afraid to do so if you feel the occasion calls for it. It will be fascinating learning more about it through this ship and its crew. I feel we will find much in common with each other ” KT said her tone taking on a more cheerful note.

KT-QT (Engineering officer)

Kohr tapped at the PaDD and queued up a list of information, then leaned over Rende’s shoulder to offer it to KT-QT. “Your assigned quarters and duty schedule for the coming week. You will wish to report to Lieutenant Asam, introduce yourself. The chief’s brogue can be… difficult to decipher at times. If you have any concerns about the expectations and responsibilities of your assignment, state them.”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

Rende had to pull on that stoic marine training not to laugh and stay passive faced. “Yes, his brogue is quite the affectation. If you can’t understand him, tell him so. He won’t be offended. But he’s just as likely to give you a program for the UT so you can as to adjust his ‘accent’.” Rende was used to it and had had to make an effort to keep herself from slipping into her own when on duty. “You are listed as a civilian crew member on board, Kt-UT. Your responsibility level is equivalent to a full Lt, and you will have access to anything that is not classified as strictly Star Fleet. If you have any concerns or problems because of that restriction you can address them with Lt Asam or Cmdr Kohr.” Rende leaned back and looked over her shoulder at Kohr in a silent exchange of understanding. Then she looked back at KT-QT. “Tell me why your Queen chose you for this exchange, or was it all your own idea? Why did you want it?”

Rende, CO

KT took the padd, read, understood and put it down in seconds showing how fast she could process information. She the looked at the pair “My audio and vocal processors are advanced enough that I can hear a whisper in crowd at a Klingon opera with ease. Hopefully that will make thing easier, i have yet to struggle with a single organic accent.” she aid simply before thinking for a few moments

“I was selected for a few reasons, my service record, the fact I was part of the crew that rescued the crew of the hope and I am open minded.” she paused for a moment debating whether she should elaborate, but she felt it was the right thing to do. “I won’t lie diplomatic relations between my people and the federation have dropped significantly. The ban you have enforced has driven divides in my people, small ones but divides none the less. Some of the Queen’s council believe we should abandon you and cut off all communications. It’s worse in the public, a very small group believe you got what you deserved. For oppressing synthetics in the first place. Others see the attack as unforgivable but are concerned about your heavy handling of the situation. And whether or not you investigated every option before resorting to a ban” KT paused for a moment to gauge the reactions of the people in the room. Then continued.

“Some are concerned of the level of hypocrisy the federation is showing. Banning synthetics while trying to form an alliance with a race of them. However the vast majority of us want to give you a second chance.” KT said reassuringly. Yes the divides where there but they could be healed in time.

“we see the benefit of an alliance. we don’t want you as an enemy and you certainly don’t want us as one. I’ve seen enough of war and want no part in any more. So I signed up. I had interacted with star fleet officers when we shipped them back, to the federation and found myself fascinated by them. That combined with the other things mentioned, made me the perfect candidate. I want peace and I want a prosperous alliance, i wanted to give you the best opportunity to achieve that. After all it is mostly dependant on what myself and the others see from the federation and its people. I have the opportunity to be a part of something that could change the face of history.” she added hoping she had given enough reasons as to why she was there.

Kohr clasped his gauntleted wrist in his other hand and tightened his jaw. While he made no attempt to emphasize his displeasure, the Klingon did not hide it. KT saw herself as superior, and as an arbiter of worthiness over those considered lesser. He could already see a problem in this mindset, regardless of intention: acclimating with the rest of the crew, most of which would not enjoy being reminded that they were mere flesh and blood. It would be interesting to see where KT’s path would take her. Already he could see a flaw in the synthetic’s logic, the very idea that one side was immutable and the other flawed. Regardless of what happened in the days and months that would follow, each would influence the other.

Hubris seemed nearly universal.

The commander had encountered another kind of synthetic life, of course: the Borg. Superior. Entitled. Unyielding. The Collective, however, moved with dispassionate purpose, the single-minded focus of securing their own survival. They assimilated entire species and cultures in the pursuit of perfection, always improving. Even they were the result of their own actions. How could they have developed differently had they been content with their lot, humbled themselves against their peers or betters? How much worse could they have become had emotion been involved? Kohr shuddered inwardly at the thought of a wrathful Borg blinded by righteous indignation.

Leather creaked as his fist clenched and relaxed. This, as with all things, was bigger than him or Rende or even KT. They would each have to make the best of the situation, not only for themselves but each other. There was no point in making an issue of it yet. As executive officer, Kohr’s duty was to watch over those in his charge and to guide them. Perhaps Kahless would give him the strength and fortitude to do so. It could even be that his experiences would provide him a way to bridge the yawning gap between hubris and truth.

Both sides need to be worthy of peace, he considered grimly. It should be viewed across the even field of understanding, and done in the noble fear of the destruction lurking beyond the horizon should they continue otherwise.

Rende listened as KT-QT went on and nodded. That was all fine and good and totally understandable. It was as Rende said to Kohr earlier, logic and programming with almost Vulcan like frustration in others. Morals and ethics, but programmed originally by who? And how far had they been able to come on their own, to over come the original programming. Was the ability to break a way a glitch, a malfunction, or the product of a brilliant scientist? There would be no way to know.

“The goal of any civilization is to continue, to protect itself. It’s primal and built into the very foundation of any culture. Unfortunately so are deeply hed beliefs. It’s amazing any culture has lasted long enough to make it to the stars. Even within our own planets, species fight amongst themselves. So our goal is to see our differences, respect them, and find common ground as best we can.” War, as Rende had learned long long ago, was inevitable unless you worked hard for peace. Anger and fighting was easy, peace was hard, but well worth it.

“What do you hope to learn while you are here?”

Rende, CO

“I wish to learn more about the people of the federation. So many races working together is something I want to learn more about. Despite what some people believe, we do not see our selves as superior, we know no species is. Every species has its good points and its bad points. yet within the federation those differences do not divide but seem to unite instead. No species is seen as lower or less important. I want to learn more abut that” KT-QT said truthfully looking between the two officers

“I also want to learn more about emotions, there are so many I have never experienced love, humour and pleasure are just handful of them. I struggle to understand many of the more positively associated ones. I hope I may learn more about them and on day experience them for myself.” she added after a small pause.

KT-QT (Engineer)