USS Wolverine
Petty Officer Ekoagroh Osa reporting for boarding psych
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“I’m David, or Dave if you prefer,” he said. “What would you like to talk about, Ekoagroh?” He took the seat next to the petty officer’s, and swung one leg over the other, leaning slightly in.
Lt. JG David Morris
CNS“I don’t know. I’ve never been good at starting conversations.” He started trying to think of topics but he was never good at this.
Petty Officer Ekoagroh Osa
“Well, let’s start at the top, then. What drew you to Starfleet?” David asked, smiling gently. He understood the difficulty in conversation and small talk, and did his best to silently convey that understanding to the man across from him.
Lt. JG David Morris
CNS“I was always fascinated by starships when I was younger. I have a rather large collection of model ones at home.” He said, opening up now instead of waiting to do so and seeming distant. “I guess I just wanted an excuse to serve on one.”
Petty Officer Ekoagroh Osa
“Fair enough,” David agreed. “What has been your experience so far in the fleet?” he asked conversationally, being careful not to come across as requesting credentials but merely asking the man’s opinions.
Lt. JG David Morris
CNS“Sometimes I wish I had joined as an officer instead of an enlisted, but then I look out the viewscreen when at the helm and realize how wrong I am.” He decided to sit back a little. “And I remember that I get to fly my favorite vehicle in the universe.”
Petty Officer Ekoagroh Osa
David smiled. “I imagine that must be quite the feeling. When did you start flying?”
Lt. JG David Morris
CNS