Posted by Lieutenant T’Pris (Chief Science Officer) in Corridors - Settling in [Open to anyone!!]

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Mwezi (Security Officer) in Corridors - Settling in [Open to anyone!!]
Mwezi stood in front of a display of the Wolverine’s schematics, examining the layout of the ship. There was a slight furrow to his brow as he looked across the display.

Seems like a familiar scene, a soft voice spoke, as Kula stepped up to put her head against his shoulder. He felt her coming closer, but was too focused on his study to respond. She spoke in the somewhat obscure moon dialect of Lalevɪn, the ancestral language of their species. It was mostly replaced in common speech by Galvɪn, the ‘words of unity’, but the moon dialect in particular and Lalevɪn in general had the benefit of not being translated by Starfleet’s universal translators, making it more intimate for the mates, knowing the words they spoke were for themselves alone.

Mwezi nodded thoughtfully. Much like our time on the Levi. Although this map is a little less… redacted.

Kula laughed. I remember being so focused back then, on anything and everything I could learn about this place, how different it was from our childhood. It’s not so different, in the end. Not for us.

I was a shuttle pilot, Mwezi retorted, leaning over just enough to kiss her forehead.

And is there something wrong with being a shuttle pilot? Shilo asked, stepping over to stand on Mwezi’s opposite side.

No, it’s just not what I am, Mwezi snorted.

Shilo stuck out their tongue. I miss it. Moya hates being stuck as a paperweight. She wants a body again.

I can talk to the Senior Officers, but it’s a hard sell. Ships like this don’t have the infrastructure to support a living shuttle, Mwezi shrugged.

Their playful banter was interrupted by someone approaching in the corridor.

[enter someone else’s character. I just wanted to kinda establish Mwezi was standing around and got carried away]

Lieutenant Junior Grade Mwezi
Security Officer USS Wolverine

T’Pris was just heading to the lounge on her break when she noticed Mwezi standing as if unconscious, staring at the ship’s navigational display. She glanced at him, a bit concerned.
OOC: Can she see who’s speaking to you or is that in your mind?

~Dr. T’Pris

[OOC: All three speakers are present in the scene! Mwezi and his two partners. Kula and Shilo. They’re just speaking in an alien language, it is a soft language, with a lot of vowels]

Mwezi noticed the science chief and turned towards her, giving a small wave. Kula and Shilo also waved, as Mwezi began speaking in Federation Standard. “Greetings… Lt,” he paused for a moment to check the pips on her collar. “I don’t know if we’ve met. I’m Mwezi, I’ve just joined the security team. This is Kula,” he gestured to the black and white laleri to his right, “And Shilo,” he gestured to the white and pale reddish-orange laleri to his left, “my fiancee’s.”

“Are you a scientist? I know the science and medical teams wear blue,” Kula interrupted, a gleam in her eyes. “I’ve been meaning to schedule a meeting, to see if I can take on some civilian duties helping out in science. I have a doctorate in theoretical and warp physics, although it’s a little out of date. It’s been a while.”

Shilo remained silent, simply wagging his tail a little.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Mwezi
Security Officer USS Wolverine