Lt Cmdr Wil Ukinix - In Bloom

[Wil Ukinix]

((XOs Office, Copernicus Center))

Ukinix: Then there’s the various shops on Amity, there could be jobs there. And of course there’s also mining.  We could set up a meeting with Evelyn McLaren, Chief of Mining Operations.  As you know we have a lot of companies here mining benamite, there could be opportunities available there too. ::Slight smile:: Anyway, how does that all sound?

Wil sensed some consternation in the Luminary at the suggestion of Hawlat people working at one of Amity’s many mining companies.   But Wil mused there were probably many that would be capable of employment with them, and working their way up after learning the ropes.  Besides, mining benamite was ne one key priorities for Amity Outpost, so the Hawlat people were just going to have to suck it up.

Prarim: Most intriguing, Emissary. Thank you for your guidance. Only… how should I begin to guide my herd towards these opportunities?

Ukinix: First step, get your youth that are interested in working to put together a document with their name, details, skills, what kind of person they are, interests, things like that.  And don’t do it for them, make them do it.

At that point Wil had the realisation that it would be hard and somewhat daunting though for the Hawlat to work out what they would do with their resumes from there.

Ukinix: Then put them all together and send them to me.  After that you and I will sit with a few of my colleagues, and we’ll work out recommendations for each of them, and identify which ones could be candidates for enlisted Starfleet training.  Sound good?

Prarim: Very well. I shall bring this advice before the Circle of Luminaries and, if they find it agreeable, we will begin spreading the word.

As Prarim sipped his tea, Wil gently slapped his palm against the table, pleased with the outcome.

Prarim: Thank you again, Emissary Ukinix. You have been very kind in sharing your wisdom with us.

Ukinix: ::Dismissive friendly handwave:: Pfft, my pleasure Luminary.  See, told ya we’re not such bad people. ::smile::

Prarim: I look forward to our next meeting and hope that it may be under more equitable circumstances, when we might provide you with a host of able Hawlat to contribute to your goals here.

Ukinix: I’m looking forward to it too.  ::Quick hand gesture towards bags:: Ooh, and enjoy the tea!

With that, Prarim stood and bowed his head low.  Unsure what to do, Wil quickly and awkwardly got to his feet, almost knocking his chair over in the process.

Prarim: May the great spirit shed light ever upon you, Emissary.

Ukinix: ::Slight bow of head:: Yeah, umm… live long and prosper, Luminary.  ::Slight smile, quietly to himself:: Yeah, that’ll do.

After the Luminary left, Wil made his way to his desk and put together a report on the meeting for the Diplomatic Corp.  Starfleet weren’t in charge of Amity, the diplomats were.  He wanted Rivi’s staff to know about the outcome of the meeting, and whether there were any ways in which they could help.

Once compiled, he transferred the report to a PADD and walked outside to the Liaison Officer.

Ukinix: Crewman, I have a report for the diplomats regarding the Hawlat, can you please review ::handing over PADD:: and deliver it to them?

Barberra: Sure. Did you get any angel’s milk?

Ukinix: ::Crossing arms:: No such luck, unfortunately.

Barberra: ::Deadpan disappointed tone:: Oh.

Ukinix: ::Quizzical tone:: Crewman, by the way, ::pointing with thumb:: who’s this?

His thumb was pointing in the direction of an Orion woman sitting three desks away from Annamae’s, her chin casually resting on her hand.  With her fingers, she gave Wil a friendly wave.

Barberra: ::deadpan:: My girlfriend, Jallaaso.  She makes me go all ::shaking shoulders:: jello.

Jallaaso: ::Smiling:: Well, hello, Professor Ukinix.

There was a part of Wil’s brain that knew there was something wrong.  Something important he was meant to say to someone.  But most of his thoughts were overcome by how beautiful the woman seemed…

Ukinix: :D

He began to offer his hand to the Orion woman.

Ukinix: Hello, I’m Professor Wil-

He shook his head, and squinted his eyes shut to concentrate through the effect the woman’s pheromones had on him.

Ukinix: Crewman Barberra, what did I say not twenty minutes ago about Starfleet regulations and bringing someone with you on duty?

Barberra: You said *boyfriend*, not girlfriend.

Ukinix: ::Hands on hips:: That includes your girlfriend.

Annamae momentarily threw her hands up in the air.

Barberra: Ugh, Starfleet regulations are crappy.  ::To Jallaaso, deadpan:: You better leave, my beautiful arousing chemical excreter.

The Orion woman blew a kiss at Wil, before tracing her fingers along Annamae’s shoulders as she left for the exit.

Jallaaso: ::Seductive tone:: Bye bye.

Wil found himself leaning forward, tilting his neck as he watched the woman leaving.  With a smile he waggled his fingers as she made her way out through the sliding doors that led to Level 3’s elevator foyer.

Ukinix: ::Waggling fingers, smiling:: Bye now…

Once Jallaaso was gone, he shivered a little and regained his composure.

Ukinix: Crewman, we need to have a discussion about your performance.

Barberra: ::Shrugging shoulders:: Pfft.  I’m a veteran at that kind of discussion.

Wil crossed his arms.

Ukinix: Yes, so I read in your Academy transcript before they transferred you to the Technical Services Academy on Mars. Lift your game, crewman, or you’ll be on the next transport back to Earth.

Annamae looked left, before finally answering Wil.

Ukinix: Aye, sir.

Slightly flustered, Wil made his way back into his officer to continue his day.


[Scene End]

 

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Lieutenant Commander Wil Ukinix
Starfleet attaché and First Officer
Amity Outpost
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