11 hours ago
“So Artemis lesson one. Do not upset Chief Calleja. I’ve learned that one the hard way and I absolutely do not want you to have to suffer like I did. She’s mellowing out a lot, but that woman is still terrifying. I’ve heard the stories about her ripping through Cardassians and Klingons and seen her in full flow on a pirate base. Don’t bring that down on yourself.”
Tes raised his eyebrows and let out a low whistle of impressment. “That’s one impressive track record.”
Of course, he wasn’t looking to upset the Chief of Security. But knowing his track record, he probably would, inadvertently, at some point. So, it would be best to take the advice. “Noted. Thanks for the heads up.”
Tes gave a small smile, accompanied by a chuckle. “Though I suppose it’s a good sign that a ship’s chief of security is notoriously frightening.”
“So tell me about yourself. What’s your specialty? Where do you want to be a few years down the line?” Beka asked after a moment. “I can’t promise your ideal shifts straight off the bat. But I’ll do the best I can for you. Just… Maybe do as I say, rather than as I do. Especially at parties,” she finished with a genuine smile.
Tes returned the smile. He was a little odd when it came to interactions, but he was undeniably good at copying other’s gestures. “Um, my specialty? Well, I’d say I’m decent in the field of diagnostics. I’m usually pretty good at determining the cause of symptoms fairly quickly.”
As for the next question, Tes had to think. Hard. The future? He wasn’t too sure, other than it scared the hell out of him. Where did he want to be a few years down the line?
He thought more; his antennae drooped a little. Would he even still be alive a few years down the line?
That’s a horrible thought.
Maybe he’d be a dignified and respected officer. His antennae picked back up. But then again, maybe not. And maybe-
You’re overthinking this. It’s a simple question.
“I don’t know,” he said at last. “I guess I’ll just… take life as it comes.”
==Tag Beka==
Tes raised his eyebrows and let out a low whistle of impressment. “That’s one impressive track record.”
Of course, he wasn’t looking to upset the Chief of Security. But knowing his track record, he probably would, inadvertently, at some point. So, it would be best to take the advice. “Noted. Thanks for the heads up.”
Tes gave a small smile, accompanied by a chuckle. “Though I suppose it’s a good sign that a ship’s chief of security is notoriously frightening.”
“So tell me about yourself. What’s your specialty? Where do you want to be a few years down the line?” Beka asked after a moment. “I can’t promise your ideal shifts straight off the bat. But I’ll do the best I can for you. Just… Maybe do as I say, rather than as I do. Especially at parties,” she finished with a genuine smile.
Tes returned the smile. He was a little odd when it came to interactions, but he was undeniably good at copying other’s gestures. “Um, my specialty? Well, I’d say I’m decent in the field of diagnostics. I’m usually pretty good at determining the cause of symptoms fairly quickly.”
As for the next question, Tes had to think. Hard. The future? He wasn’t too sure, other than it scared the hell out of him. Where did he want to be a few years down the line?
He thought more; his antennae drooped a little. Would he even still be alive a few years down the line?
That’s a horrible thought.
Maybe he’d be a dignified and respected officer. His antennae picked back up. But then again, maybe not. And maybe-
You’re overthinking this. It’s a simple question.
“I don’t know,” he said at last. “I guess I’ll just… take life as it comes.”
==Tag Beka==