09-02-2024, 03:55 PM
That makes three of us.
Lucy wanted to prove to herself that she was a competent Science Officer to herself as well as to the senior officers. She had the training to overcome certain aspects of her liability factor. She needed to work on her social filter while on duty. The reactions to her not reading the room properly gave her a means to avoid in the future, but she couldn’t make any more missteps like that again.
It was a little confusing that Aeryn had called her Lucy and not Lieutenant Junior Grade Devereaux. Maybe it was an easier shorthand than going full formal. The crew were an odd blend of ranks and professions. The new project seemed a little ambitious. Nebulae were a cauldron of material. She preferred the phrase stellar nursery. They were a frequent pain in the neck as probes could generally only see so far.
“I’m looking forward to seeing what these fancy new probes can do. Would prefer that we weren’t on the outs with the Cardassians, but that’s the hand we’ve been dealt.”
It did mean she’d be working with Engineering, but these cross-departmental projects were good for getting to know fellow officers. Lucy had a lot of interpersonal work ahead of her and she was starting from pretty much rock bottom. It’d be hard, but it would be worth so much in the long run.
“I also look forward to proving myself to you, Aeryn. It’ll be good to be doing some actual science work.”
Lucy wanted to develop an actual social circle. It was too easy to be the lone kid that nobody talked to. She drifted into stuff mostly by accident or not perceiving properly. Beneficial accidents like meeting Jaclyn were rare and much rarer than she wanted to admit. Going outside of her comfort zone was what she needed for growth. Being sensible was a good approach also.
A work in progress, preferably with no more missteps.
The Artemis was a great crew. Lucy knew she couldn’t expect things to remain unchanged. Serenity to change the things that she could and accept the things that she couldn’t. She liked the explorational goal of Starfleet, but that meant being ready to be used like a cross between a galactic police force or military.
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Lucy wanted to prove to herself that she was a competent Science Officer to herself as well as to the senior officers. She had the training to overcome certain aspects of her liability factor. She needed to work on her social filter while on duty. The reactions to her not reading the room properly gave her a means to avoid in the future, but she couldn’t make any more missteps like that again.
It was a little confusing that Aeryn had called her Lucy and not Lieutenant Junior Grade Devereaux. Maybe it was an easier shorthand than going full formal. The crew were an odd blend of ranks and professions. The new project seemed a little ambitious. Nebulae were a cauldron of material. She preferred the phrase stellar nursery. They were a frequent pain in the neck as probes could generally only see so far.
“I’m looking forward to seeing what these fancy new probes can do. Would prefer that we weren’t on the outs with the Cardassians, but that’s the hand we’ve been dealt.”
It did mean she’d be working with Engineering, but these cross-departmental projects were good for getting to know fellow officers. Lucy had a lot of interpersonal work ahead of her and she was starting from pretty much rock bottom. It’d be hard, but it would be worth so much in the long run.
“I also look forward to proving myself to you, Aeryn. It’ll be good to be doing some actual science work.”
Lucy wanted to develop an actual social circle. It was too easy to be the lone kid that nobody talked to. She drifted into stuff mostly by accident or not perceiving properly. Beneficial accidents like meeting Jaclyn were rare and much rarer than she wanted to admit. Going outside of her comfort zone was what she needed for growth. Being sensible was a good approach also.
A work in progress, preferably with no more missteps.
The Artemis was a great crew. Lucy knew she couldn’t expect things to remain unchanged. Serenity to change the things that she could and accept the things that she couldn’t. She liked the explorational goal of Starfleet, but that meant being ready to be used like a cross between a galactic police force or military.
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