[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]
"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.