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Star Trek Adventurer	By : Tcr Category: +S through Z > Star Trek: Online Views: 2690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3: For Everything, There Is A First Time
Taka stood in front of the office of Captain Tereza Korolevna and breathed a deep breath. Her antennae anxiously fidgeted atop her head. She reached out and chimed the door.
“Come in,” the Russian accented voice said. The tone was stern, almost scolding.
Taka stepped through the door and snapped to attention. “Midshipman Takala Zh’An, reporting as ordered, sir.”
A German Shepherd in the corner lazily glanced up at her before laying his head back down on his paws. At her desk, Captain Tereza Korolevna looked up. Her iridescent eyes stared at Taka, focusing on her, before returning to the PADD in her hands. “I've been studying you, Midshipman Zh’An.”
She stayed silent, her hands clasped behind her back. Internally, she was shaking. Her antennae twitched.
“You’ve been a member of Red Squad for two years, excelled in command track courses, and faltered in the sciences. Top marks in weapons training...” Korolevna looked up, her ocular implants looking over Taka. She put the PADD down on her desk and steepled her fingers. “Two reprimands and several warnings, however. You could have been Valedictorian without them.
“Now, tell me, why should I or any Captain take you on as a Midshipman? Someone who thinks sending her teammate running in fear of a Sehlat on the holodeck is a hilarious prank.”
“Permission to speak freely?” Taka asked. Korolevna nodded. “Because Starfleet wants officers who think and don't blindly follow orders.
“Following orders is essential, but they also want someone who can think outside the guidelines and interpret the situation with their boots on the ground.”
Korolevna leaned back in her chair. A stillness took hold of the room and they stared at each other. Slowly, a grin spread across her lips and Korolevna chuckled. “You remind me a lot of myself when I was a younger officer.” She glanced at the dog laying on the ground, “I like her, what about you, Benedict?”
From the corner, the German Shepherd glanced up at Taka, rose from where he’d been laying with a wagging tail, and gave an excited bark. Without a moment’s hesitation, he entered into the open door not far from him. Taka’s stoic expression broke for a second as the corners of her lips pulled back in a smile. Then she caught herself.
“He's a nice looking animal,” Taka said as the glimmering smile disappeared. She was glad Straala wasn't there; the Vulcan’s sensitive nose would definitely have wrinkled up at the dog.
“I became his about ten years ago, we've been inseparable since,” Korolevna said, allowing a flash of human into her otherwise stern demeanour. “Your take on the age-old Kobayashi Maru scenario was interesting.” She made a quick glance at the PADD. “You rammed the Enterprise into the Klingons in the hopes that you would destroy them and save your crew.”
“Yes, ma’am. I reasoned the survivors, my crew, needed to be saved,” Taka explained. “There was no comms from the ship after the ambush, so they were a ruse or already destroyed. Either way, the Maru was a null quantity. Getting the information back to Starfleet was essential to prevent further attacks.” Taka glanced down at Korolevna. “Besides, still plenty of letters left alphabetically.”
Korolevna nodded. Her stoic nature and expression would have put Straala to shame and, Taka thought with an amused twitch of her antennae, made her a little jealous. It also made Taka nervous.
She could usually read people well. Not knowing how Korolevna was or what she was thinking was unnerving. She waited for a moment.
“Despite what Starfleet Academy might think of your antics, Midshipman zh’An,” Korolevna leaned forward again, “I admit, I’m intrigued. While I run my ships military and don’t condone your side pursuits, I will say, I’m reminded of myself when I was younger. I see a lot of potential in you.”
“Thank you, Captain,” Taka said, still unsure of what to think.
“I’m sure you noticed that many of your Red Squad compatriots have been assigned to a handful of ships,” Korolevna stated. Taka nodded. “The Deimos, Adventurer, Palatine, and Aeneid, to be precise.”
Though Taka did not know of the Aeneid, she knew of the others. She didn’t counter Captain Korolevna. Her antennae twitched with a nervous tick and she could see Captain Korolevna look up at it.
“Nervous, Midshipman zh’An?”
“I...uh…” Taka stammered, caught off-guard by the question. There were almost no non-Andorians that understood the subtle complexities of their antenna movements. Most merely thought they were sensory appendages.
“At ease,” Korolevna said. She shook her head. “I had an Andorian exec when I captained the Athena. She was a spitfire,” the other woman sighed and gave a short laugh, “but damned if I’d have anyone else watching my back.” Her expression broke and her eyes dropped sadly. “I learned a lot of the Andorian culture from her.”
Taka wanted to ask what happened, but thought the better of it. She was merely a Midshipman, not even an Ensign until after this training cruise, and the Captain was entitled to have her own secrets. Instead, she nervously tugged the back of her teal Cadet uniform. “I am a little nervous, yes, sir.”
“Because you haven’t received your assignment?”
“Yes, sir,” Taka admitted. The assignments were the most important part of any Cadet’s career. Not having received hers, being directed towards Captain Korolevna, was irregular.
“Understandable,” Korolevna admitted. “I’ll have my new Tactical meet you at the Founding Memorial. She’ll explain the position to you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Taka said. She tried to sound firm, but worried that her disappointment was starting to show.
“And, Midshipman, I expect you aboard first thing in the morning,” Korolevna stated. “Report to me by 0600.”
“Aye,” Taka replied. Her voice wavered. If this was the last night they would see each other for a while, it was supposed to have been a good time for a romantic evening between her and Tanis. Now, to be there early enough to report as Korolevna wanted, she would have to consequently cut that short. “I’ll be there, sir.”
“Dismissed, Midshipman zh’An.”
Taka’s boots clapped together as she snapped rigid. Korolevna nodded before Taka pivoted and walked out of the Captain’s office.
“How did it go?”
Taka jumped, her hand instantly at her chest, her heart pounding against her ribs. “Shran’s ghost! Tanis, you scared the Hell out of me.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be omniscient?” Tanis asked with a wink. It was a common misconception that Andorians were capable of seeing the future, though it was merely the extrasensory granted from the antennae.
Taka took Tanis’ hand and pulled her close. “I can show you if you want, shenva.”
Tanis laughed before their lips connected. She pulled back. “Not here.” Taka let out an exaggerated sigh of defeat before releasing Tanis. “So, how did it go?”
“I have an assignment,” Taka stated, leading Tanis down the hallway.
“That’s great!”
“I don’t know what it is or which ship or anything about it, though,” Taka said. “I’m supposed to meet with Captain Korolevna’s Tactical Officer to receive my orders. Then meet her aboard the ship at 0600.” She looked at Tanis sadly. “Which means we’ll have to cut down our plans tonight.”
“I don’t care what we do or how short it is,” Tanis smiled. “All I care about is how long you’re there with me.”
They entered a turbolift and the doors closed before Taka said, “What did I ever do to deserve such an understanding woman like you?”
“I ask myself that exact question every day,” Tanis winked.
The turbolift opened on the main floor and they stepped out. Walking through the building, the sea of teal Academy uniforms were broken up sporadically by the white shoulders of officers and trainers. It felt a little strange to Taka.
She was no longer Cadet Fourth Class Takala zh’An, nor was she Ensign zh’An. She was in limbo, in between everyone.
Taka knew it was likely stranger for Tanis. This was not her first, nor her second time through the Academy halls. Two of Lanul’s previous hosts had been Starfleet Officers and gone through the Academy, serving until their deaths. Tanis was the third and the assault of memories not her own worried Taka.
The memories that swirled in Tanis’ head, Taka knew, were enough to cause her nightmares.
Taka had been present for many of them. Though Tanis refused to talk about it after the fact, Taka knew there were more than a few nightmares of her sixth host’s death at the hands of the Jem’Hadar aboard the Ambassador-class Clemens.
“Oh, no, is that…?” Tanis trailed her words as the purple-haired, half-shaven head and ridged nose of one of the other members of Red Squad came into view.
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