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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #15 on: June 05, 2018, 12:36:29 pm »
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"Well played," was Jeb's immediate reply. He had made multiple gaffes in the course of the game, but that didn't matter much. The point of tic-tac-toe was never to win.
Ardy's attempts at calming Steve were rather less fruitful than her tic-tac-toe gameplay, evidently, as the little guy continued to move about. He was much less hyperactive, but he wasn't calm. He was rather like a puppy, in Jeb's opinion.
Jeb reached out to pet him, first hesitantly and slowly, and then (after Steve didn't bite his arm off) with more resolve.
"He's just like a puppy, huh?" Jeb commented. "and he seems like enough work to keep us entertained until we get back to exploring space."
The last two words put a little bit of a glimmer in Jeb's eyes. The whole reason for his joining Starfleet was seeing space, not sitting in a spacedock.

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #16 on: June 05, 2018, 03:56:47 pm »
[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

Although he had taken the most leisurely roundabout route he could've chosen, Alex couldn't put off the inevitable any longer. Turning towards the turbolifts, he began to make his way in that direction when a familiar face appeared ahead of him. Their wayward pilot, the one and only Don Addams. Having had some time on the trip back, Alex had perused the former officer's records, and the reasons for his departure from uniform. The loss of one's parents resonated strongly with him, especially with the recent news.

"Mr.Addams." Alex called out, hurrying to catch up and fall in step next to the pilot. "I had heard you left Discovery earlier. Have you figured out your next plans then?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #17 on: June 06, 2018, 12:42:14 am »
[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

Although he had taken the most leisurely roundabout route he could've chosen, Alex couldn't put off the inevitable any longer. Turning towards the turbolifts, he began to make his way in that direction when a familiar face appeared ahead of him. Their wayward pilot, the one and only Don Addams. Having had some time on the trip back, Alex had perused the former officer's records, and the reasons for his departure from uniform. The loss of one's parents resonated strongly with him, especially with the recent news.

"Mr.Addams." Alex called out, hurrying to catch up and fall in step next to the pilot. "I had heard you left Discovery earlier. Have you figured out your next plans then?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #18 on: June 06, 2018, 10:59:39 am »
[Starbase Columbus - Neural Core]

The Vulcan continued to input data into the console despite the consistent tugging on her sleeve, and whines of, "Are you done yet?" It was important to her that she finish this task, as she was uncertain of when she would be back to the Starbase. Finally, the last file uploaded, and she addressed ANaLYN.

"There, that was the last of the lessons I had prepared. We can now go and speak with Admiral Adeyemi, if you still wish to do that." She stood up and the little girl AI grabbed her hand, with small fingers that somehow managed to be sticky. T'Prina could spend hours trying to figure out that mystery, but they simply didn't have the time.

"We're gonna go see Mack'em the fast way!" ANaLYN chirped merrily, a mischievous twinkle in her dark brown eyes. Green eyes narrowed and a swooped eyebrow raised in return.

"What do you mean by 'the fast way'?" A note of suspicion crept into her voice. "If it is what I am thinking, that would be highly--"

The little girl cried out, "ENERGIZE!" in her high sweet voice. Unnecessarily, as she did not need a transporter technician to operate the complex machinery. The pair de-materialized and vanished from the Neural Core.

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The Vulcan Science Officer and the little girl glimmered into existence not far from the Admiral's desk. "-- illogical. This was very inappropriate." She looked down sternly at the little AI, who just grinned, clearly pleased with herself.

"Mack'ems! I got Mama Prina and me here the fast way!" She clapped for herself, believing she deserved the applause. Suppressing a sigh, T'Prina put a hand on ANaLYN's shoulder and attempted to lead her to the door.

"I apologize for the interruption, sirs. We will wait outside and have a talk about proper use of the transporters." Sensing the incoming lecture, the little girl squirmed bonelessly away and went to hide behind Adeyemi.

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #19 on: June 06, 2018, 01:48:10 pm »

[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

Alex smiled, choosing to overlook the probable accidental reduction in rank. Following Addams' gaze out through the window, he perused the pickings with cautious interest. A couple cruise liners, passenger ferries...the majority were cargo haulers, resigned to a life of point A to point B and return. Slim pickings for a hotshot pilot. Wondering how Addams felt about the path in that particular future, Alex glanced back at him. "Not exactly the places I would think someone of your calibre and experience would stay for long."

Leaning against a nearby railing and crossing his arms, he decided to suggest an alternative. "Ever given thought to rejoining Starfleet and flying starships again, Mr.Addams?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #20 on: June 06, 2018, 10:46:27 pm »
[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

Alex smiled, choosing to overlook the probable accidental reduction in rank. Following Addams' gaze out through the window, he perused the pickings with cautious interest. A couple cruise liners, passenger ferries...the majority were cargo haulers, resigned to a life of point A to point B and return. Slim pickings for a hotshot pilot. Wondering how Addams felt about the path in that particular future, Alex glanced back at him. "Not exactly the places I would think someone of your calibre and experience would stay for long."
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Leaning against a nearby railing and crossing his arms, he decided to suggest an alternative. "Ever given thought to rejoining Starfleet and flying starships again, Mr.Addams?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #21 on: June 07, 2018, 02:00:59 am »
[Admin Offices]

The handshake dispensed with, Adeyemi sat and waved for Tekin to do the same. He also waved when the new commanding officer gave his report.

"Good to know, captain," The admiral said, unknowingly giving the other man his due for the first time. He accepted the report. "But she's your ship. Take command, and let me know if you need anything. Dismissed, captain."

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It felt redundant to sit, only to have a short statement and dismissed, but it gave Nevir time to think.  Think and look over his transfer assignment.  Look over his crew.  Some where leaving.  One in particular was going to hurt.  But he'll have to speak with Alex later.

Before he could stand up, however, there was the familiar whine of manifesting energy becoming matter, and he turned around to see a face that he had just scrolled back.  With her was a little girl... thought there was something off. 

"Wait... you're Lt. T'Prina?  Science Officer?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #22 on: June 07, 2018, 07:34:16 am »
[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

This was even more exiting, than Elias had it imagined to be. To be fair, the excitement had already begun, when he received his orders upon finally graduating the academy. Somehow he'd got himself an assignment to the mighty USS Discovery NCC 78393-B. He knew the Prometheus-Class specifications and  what the ships were used to do for the Federation.
It embodied for Elias the Federations approach to projecting actual power. It maybe didn't look particularly frightening to an unsuspecting viewer. Not as big as for example a romulan warbird, nor was it a symbol of aggression and force like the klingon birds were. The Prometheus-Class design outward design was a little more... subtle even humble. Unlike the name this class of ship was given. Prometheus. "The one who thinks ahead". One of Greece's most famous myths. The titan who brought the fury of Zeus upon himself for bringing the fire to mankind.

Instead, the power of this ship came from within. Engines, arms, everything were top notch, capable of fighting enemies like the Dominion or the Borg and at the heart sat the Multi-vector assault capability.

Somewhere Elias had read, that a culture was best examined by looking at the art it produced. The same he thought was true for the kind of space ship it built.

As a security officer, Elias thought himself to be at the right spot. It was on the new ships, were cutting edge security tactics was developed and visionary strategic planing would be executed. But right now he stood on the promenade of the "Columbus" and felt quite a bit lost in the organized chaos that was the busy space station's social hub and he looked around for a clue where he could find somebody from the Discovery that he could report for duty to.

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #23 on: June 07, 2018, 02:57:29 pm »
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"Well played," was Jeb's immediate reply. He had made multiple gaffes in the course of the game, but that didn't matter much. The point of tic-tac-toe was never to win.
Ardy's attempts at calming Steve were rather less fruitful than her tic-tac-toe gameplay, evidently, as the little guy continued to move about. He was much less hyperactive, but he wasn't calm. He was rather like a puppy, in Jeb's opinion.
Jeb reached out to pet him, first hesitantly and slowly, and then (after Steve didn't bite his arm off) with more resolve.
"He's just like a puppy, huh?" Jeb commented. " and he seems like enough work to keep us entertained until we get back to exploring space."
The last two words put a little bit of a glimmer in Jeb's eyes. The whole reason for his joining Starfleet was seeing space, not sitting in a spacedock.

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Ardy smirked yet again. "Yes, he is at that. I couldn't have the personality of a real

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #24 on: June 07, 2018, 03:07:46 pm »
[Starbase Columbus - Neural Core]

The Vulcan continued to input data into the console despite the consistent tugging on her sleeve, and whines of, "Are you done yet?" It was important to her that she finish this task, as she was uncertain of when she would be back to the Starbase. Finally, the last file uploaded, and she addressed ANaLYN.

"There, that was the last of the lessons I had prepared. We can now go and speak with Admiral Adeyemi, if you still wish to do that." She stood up and the little girl AI grabbed her hand, with small fingers that somehow managed to be sticky. T'Prina could spend hours trying to figure out that mystery, but they simply didn't have the time.

"We're gonna go see Mack'em the fast way!" ANaLYN chirped merrily, a mischievous twinkle in her dark brown eyes. Green eyes narrowed and a swooped eyebrow raised in return.

"What do you mean by 'the fast way'?" A note of suspicion crept into her voice. "If it is what I am thinking, that would be highly--"

The little girl cried out, "ENERGIZE!" in her high sweet voice. Unnecessarily, as she did not need a transporter technician to operate the complex machinery. The pair de-materialized and vanished from the Neural Core.

[Admin Office]

The Vulcan Science Officer and the little girl glimmered into existence not far from the Admiral's desk. "-- illogical. This was very inappropriate." She looked down sternly at the little AI, who just grinned, clearly pleased with herself.

"Mack'ems! I got Mama Prina and me here the fast way!" She clapped for herself, believing she deserved the applause. Suppressing a sigh, T'Prina put a hand on ANaLYN's shoulder and attempted to lead her to the door.

"I apologize for the interruption, sirs. We will wait outside and have a talk about proper use of the transporters." Sensing the incoming lecture, the little girl squirmed bonelessly away and went to hide behind Adeyemi.


[Admin Offices]

"WeeeeeeeeEeEEEeEK!" Analyn squealed. She had the habit of doing that when something was going on she did not like: being lead away from someone she wanted to see, her food not up to her mysterious standards, not being able to pet an animal, things like that.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Unknowingly, she was using her AI and holographic abilities to project her voice louder and higher pitched. The volume was nearly ear splitting.

"Analyn! Stop that." Adeymei said in a gentle but firm voice. "It's...good to see you."

With a slightly less piercing squeal, this time of delight, the little girl shot forward to him and wrapped her arms around his leg.

[Admin Office]

It felt redundant to sit, only to have a short statement and dismissed, but it gave Nevir time to think.  Think and look over his transfer assignment.  Look over his crew.  Some where leaving.  One in particular was going to hurt.  But he'll have to speak with Alex later.

Before he could stand up, however, there was the familiar whine of manifesting energy becoming matter, and he turned around to see a face that he had just scrolled back.  With her was a little girl... thought there was something off. 

"Wait... you're Lt. T'Prina?  Science Officer?"



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"Captain Tekin, please meet Lieutenant T'Prina, of the Columbus Science Department." With a slight wave he indicated the Vulcan. "And this is our--"

He stopped himself. Analyn, who was at this very moment gunking up his pristine black uniform pants with God only knows whatever was on her hands, was no one's daughter. She was an immensely powerful artificial intelligence program gone awry in a hilarious and endearing way.

"This is the Starbase AI, the Automated Neural and Logistics Yeoman Node." The admiral stooped slightly and disengaged the little clutching girl.

"I'm a person and my name is Analyn!" Came the sharp response. The hazel eyes rolled upwards slightly and she furrowed her brow in all of the righteous indignation of a toddler in high spirits. Analyn was wearing an elaborate white toga, a dramatic sash of pink thrown over the bare shoulder, and a little girl's jelly fisherman's sandals. Nestled in her long brown hair were faux gold laurel leaves. Adeyemi noticed that even with the crown Analyn still felt the need to wear her headband with the extra pair of Vulcan ears.

"Captain Tekin is not myself or T'Prina, little one," Adeyemi said. "Address the captain properly. As you would Captain Tritter."

With a sigh and a mumbled threat of more weeking, Analyn did a curtsy in the toga. She was quite clumsy, but pulled it off with only a stumble that she quickly corrected.

"Hello, Cap'n Tekkie." She said in her whisper soft child's voice.

"Very good," Adeymei praised automatically.

"Can you let Mack 'Em go now?!" The little girl then demanded, causing a sharp intake of breath from Adeyemi. "There's a boxin' match broadcast last week that he promised to watch with me. K'ylag the Krushin' Klingon vs the Bajoran Destroya, Hulo Fejis. Mack 'Em says that the Bajoran is 'going down', whatever that means. And we're having ribs and French fries and milkshakes and--"

"Ahem," The admiral said loudly, to cover up the mounting embarassment. "With your leave, captain. The three of us have a bit to discuss about proper use of the transporter."

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #25 on: June 07, 2018, 04:35:30 pm »

[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

"Mr.Addams, if it weren't for second chances, I wouldn't be standing here today." Alex replied, giving the man a faint smile. "Starfleet needs good pilots, and you're clearly able to keep your cool under fire. If you want to reapply, I would be willing to write you a letter of recommendation. We'll keep the incident of you holding a phaser on our away team out of it, of course."

Nodding towards the window and the panorama of docked civilian vessels, Alex shrugged slightly. "There's always that choice too, but I wasn't ready to leave this life. Even if it meant taking a demotion or some tough lessons learnt. If you're willing to work hard and regain the trust of your peers, there could be a place for you too. Maybe even back onboard the Discovery."

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #26 on: June 07, 2018, 11:02:20 pm »
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Elias looked around for a clue where he could find somebody from the Discovery that he could report for duty to.

[Starbase Columbus: Promenade]

The corner of Don's eyes, he caught a young Starfleet Ensign who had brown hair and the same skin type of a man name, Jenson. The last time which was way years ago that Jenson was marred and had a son. The Ensign seemed to look like him.(he is not)

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"Mr.Addams, if it weren't for second chances, I wouldn't be standing here today." Alex replied, giving the man a faint smile. "Starfleet needs good pilots, and you're clearly able to keep your cool under fire. If you want to reapply, I would be willing to write you a letter of recommendation. We'll keep the incident of you holding a phaser on our away team out of it, of course.
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Nodding towards the window and the panorama of docked civilian vessels, Alex shrugged slightly. "There's always that choice too, but I wasn't ready to leave this life. Even if it meant taking a demotion or some tough lessons learnt.

Don's eyes had turned to view the ships. In the reflection of the window he saw that Ensignl. The soon to be Starfleet Pilot turned to look at the Asian Starfleet officer.

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #27 on: June 08, 2018, 12:38:31 am »
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Ardy smirked yet again. "Yes, he is at that. I couldn't have the personality of a real
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Ardy noted Jeb's wanderlust. He was taken aback a little, as he didn't realize how obvious it was, but didn't mind all too terribly.
Obviously, her assessment was accurate. He was absolutely captivated by exploring deep space.
"I've only been up here for about a month. It's all so new. I've actually never left the North American continent of earth before."
It seemed to Jeb like a friendship between himself and Ardy was sprouting, and he didn't want to let that slip (all his childhood friends were still in the Amish community in Wayne County, Ohio, while his Starfleet friends were all over the galaxy). The way to lose it would be to ramble on about himself, so he didn't. As his brain dwelled a little on the past, he asked about Ardy's.
"So, where in the galaxy are you from? The sol system, or one of the colonies?"

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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #28 on: June 08, 2018, 04:19:25 pm »
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"WeeeeeeeeEeEEEeEK!" Analyn squealed. She had the habit of doing that when something was going on she did not like: being lead away from someone she wanted to see, her food not up to her mysterious standards, not being able to pet an animal, things like that.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEK!" Unknowingly, she was using her AI and holographic abilities to project her voice louder and higher pitched. The volume was nearly ear splitting.

"Analyn! Stop that." Adeymei said in a gentle but firm voice. "It's...good to see you."

With a slightly less piercing squeal, this time of delight, the little girl shot forward to him and wrapped her arms around his leg.
 

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"Captain Tekin, please meet Lieutenant T'Prina, of the Columbus Science Department." With a slight wave he indicated the Vulcan. "And this is our--"

He stopped himself. Analyn, who was at this very moment gunking up his pristine black uniform pants with God only knows whatever was on her hands, was no one's daughter. She was an immensely powerful artificial intelligence program gone awry in a hilarious and endearing way.

"This is the Starbase AI, the Automated Neural and Logistics Yeoman Node." The admiral stooped slightly and disengaged the little clutching girl.

"I'm a person and my name is Analyn!" Came the sharp response. The hazel eyes rolled upwards slightly and she furrowed her brow in all of the righteous indignation of a toddler in high spirits. Analyn was wearing an elaborate white toga, a dramatic sash of pink thrown over the bare shoulder, and a little girl's jelly fisherman's sandals. Nestled in her long brown hair were faux gold laurel leaves. Adeyemi noticed that even with the crown Analyn still felt the need to wear her headband with the extra pair of Vulcan ears.

"Captain Tekin is not myself or T'Prina, little one," Adeyemi said. "Address the captain properly. As you would Captain Tritter."

With a sigh and a mumbled threat of more weeking, Analyn did a curtsy in the toga. She was quite clumsy, but pulled it off with only a stumble that she quickly corrected.

"Hello, Cap'n Tekkie." She said in her whisper soft child's voice.

"Very good," Adeymei praised automatically.

"Can you let Mack 'Em go now?!" The little girl then demanded, causing a sharp intake of breath from Adeyemi. "There's a boxin' match broadcast last week that he promised to watch with me. K'ylag the Krushin' Klingon vs the Bajoran Destroya, Hulo Fejis. Mack 'Em says that the Bajoran is 'going down', whatever that means. And we're having ribs and French fries and milkshakes and--"

"Ahem," The admiral said loudly, to cover up the mounting embarassment. "With your leave, captain. The three of us have a bit to discuss about proper use of the transporter."

[Admin Office]

After the high pitched sounds was abated, the Admiral spoke.  Well, his question was answered by the Admiral, but it turned out the more interesting thing wasn't a sudden transport, but the young 'girl' who was quite adamant about who she was... and what she wasn't.

Nevir was speechless, completely taken off-guard by not only the appearance of the girl, but by the reveal of what she was.  "So it's true, that Columbus has a sen-" he stopped himself from finishing the sentence.  Sentient ID.. an anomaly that as far as he knew, hadn't been replicated.  Steve was one thing, but he was a directly programmed holographic construct.  Even the EMH was directly programmed with personality traits.  But an AI... that's not programmed.  That's developed.  And incredibly difficult to reset. 

"Columbus does have a special someone here." he said, offering a smile as the young girl gave a more... proper greeting.  If he hadn't been told the truth, he would have never known that she wasn't a young girl.  Complete with nicknames.

Tekkie?  That's a first.  He'd been called Tek before, but not with the innocent ending.  He nodded to her, keeping his stance in front of the Admiral.  Once she was pleased that was over, she immediately turned on him... in a sense.  A young toddler was ordering him out of Ops.  Nevir couldn't help but smirk at the young girl's explanation and even crossed his arms in front of him.  Especially the line about the Bajoran fighter.

"He said the Bajoran is going down, did he?  Well, I would never question an Admiral, but my money is on the Destroya." he said, as the Admiral obviously decided he should leave now.

"Of course sir, I need to oversee the system upgrades." he said, going back into a proper Starfleet stand, and nodding to T'Prina.  "Welcome aboard, Lieutenant.  I'll speak with you later." he said, turning on his heels and leaving the office.

"Cute kid...."

[Bridge - USS Discovery]

He waited just long enough to make sure the pin was perfect on his uniform.  It wasn't the 4 pips that T'Ra had... but it was a Captain rank none-the-less.  As soon as word reached Bajor, Hrafn would probably demand to know why he didn't tell her sooner... or why he was prancing around the galaxy without her...

Truth be told.... he really, REALLY missed her.

Sighing, and shaking his head, Nevir took the turbolift and exited out on the bridge.  To his shock, it wasn't empty... but already had two officers on there.  One of which he didn't recognize.  Decided not to bug them, Nevir stayed along the back wall, looking over a PADD with information on the upgrades that were being put in.  Luckily, since it was all software, the ship would be ready tomorrow morning.


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Re: S12 - M10: Humility's Right Hand
« Reply #29 on: June 08, 2018, 04:36:43 pm »
[Admin Office]

After the high pitched sounds was abated, the Admiral spoke.  Well, his question was answered by the Admiral, but it turned out the more interesting thing wasn't a sudden transport, but the young 'girl' who was quite adamant about who she was... and what she wasn't.

Nevir was speechless, completely taken off-guard by not only the appearance of the girl, but by the reveal of what she was.  "So it's true, that Columbus has a sen-" he stopped himself from finishing the sentence.  Sentient ID.. an anomaly that as far as he knew, hadn't been replicated.  Steve was one thing, but he was a directly programmed holographic construct.  Even the EMH was directly programmed with personality traits.  But an AI... that's not programmed.  That's developed.  And incredibly difficult to reset. 

"Columbus does have a special someone here." he said, offering a smile as the young girl gave a more... proper greeting.  If he hadn't been told the truth, he would have never known that she wasn't a young girl.  Complete with nicknames.

Tekkie?  That's a first.  He'd been called Tek before, but not with the innocent ending.  He nodded to her, keeping his stance in front of the Admiral.  Once she was pleased that was over, she immediately turned on him... in a sense.  A young toddler was ordering him out of Ops.  Nevir couldn't help but smirk at the young girl's explanation and even crossed his arms in front of him.  Especially the line about the Bajoran fighter.

"He said the Bajoran is going down, did he?  Well, I would never question an Admiral, but my money is on the Destroya." he said, as the Admiral obviously decided he should leave now.

"Of course sir, I need to oversee the system upgrades." he said, going back into a proper Starfleet stand, and nodding to T'Prina.  "Welcome aboard, Lieutenant.  I'll speak with you later." he said, turning on his heels and leaving the office.

"Cute kid...."

[Admin Office]

The Vulcan's already sharp features had a pinched look, as she tried very hard to repress the odd mix of amusement and consternation she felt. On the one hand, she felt it was fitting that the little AI gave Adeyemi a difficult time as well, given his overindulgence of her capricious whims. On the other, such behaviors were very inappropriate in the presence of higher ranking officers unfamiliar with her, eccentricities. She gave Tekin a respectful nod as he departed before turning her attentions on the Admiral.

"I believe she is in a mood because both you and I will be departing the station soon."

At the reminder, the little girl resumed her ear-piercing cry of "WEEEEEEEEeeeEEEEEeeEEKKKK!" T'Prina held the bridge of her nose between two fingers. The sound was unpleasantly loud and more than a little painful to her very acute sense of hearing.

"Squealing like that will not change anything, little one." She gave Adeyemi a look as if to say Do Something, believing his coddling contributed to the girl's willful attitude. Her hands on her hips, jutted at just a slight angle, she was the very picture of Vulcan sass.

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