(( Sensor Pod - USS Artemis-A ))
Tamio figured Jovenan would make every cadet’s worst nightmare. The Academy would put her skill in question making to good use, planning the most devious and pitfall-laden testing scenarios, and perhaps this realization - and the familiarity of being put to the test by hypothetical situations - made Tamio cautious.
They were fairly certain there was some kind of hidden trap in that simulated cloud of explosive gasses - or, well, post-explosive gasses - and all they had to do was find it. Though, obviously, finding a trap was difficult, ‘cause you never knew what kind of grave mistake the test was designed to make you trip up on.
Jovenan: So, what would you do if you encountered something with those signs?
Thankfully, there was always some sort of protocol or seemingly unimportant rule in place to shepherd you. ‘Follow your training, and you’ll never veer off the right path.’
And if you veer regardless, at least you won’t fall into a swamp and drown.
K’Wara: In order to be sure, I’d phone in a science officer’s opinion, since more invasive scans aren’t recommended for potential First Contact scenarios. ::smiles:: Unless this fancy POD has some more discreet scanning modes I've not found yet?
Lt.Cdr. Jovenan chuckled in response to Tamio’s jest.
Jovenan: No, there aren’t. A science officer has made a determination that the target is likely a pre-warp vessel, one that uses a primitive chemical propulsion system. You probably know what your next action should be?
The answer was almost immediate.
K’Wara: I advise we remain at distance and use only our most discreet scanners to get as much information as possible, before getting out of the area, as well as update the database to warn other space traffic off of this path.
Jovenan: Good. Now, take the drone back to the position where we started. The computer guidance will take it in the rest of the way. I think we are ready. ::pause:: Final question: pass or fail?
Tamio did as bidden. The controls of the drone had gotten very familiar at this point, though they had no doubt they’d need an adjustment period again for a potential take two. It was still very unlike piloting a shuttle.
K’Wara: Well, pass, obviously. Especially when put in the hot seat by our Chief of Science. ::smiles widely:: But failure is fine too - failure is how you learn, and most of the galaxy’s greatest discoveries were happy accidents.
The drone soon came back into remote-control range of the Artemis’ computer, and then Tamio heard the Commander approach. With a little jostling and some gentle administration, she detached the visor and slowly removed the helmet. Gone was the vivid view of Ferenginar just off in the distance, sheltered behind the majestic hull of the Artemis viewed from the outside, and in its place was the dimly lit sensor pod interior with hundreds of blinking lights in a myriad of colors.
Framed by the dim lighting, Lt.Cdr. Jovenan looked down at them, watchful eyes appraising them.
Jovenan: Still feeling alright?
Tamio blinked their eyes deliberately, adjusting. It was a strange sensation, going from a world view where even the slightest alteration to their head would cast their senses about to a static and vertical orientation. They had to adjust to the lack of speed and movability, and they felt their body sway slightly.
K’Wara: ::deep breaths:: Just, gimme a couple of seconds to balance.
Jovenan: Response (if desired)
A couple of dozen seconds later, Tamio started feeling comfortable in their body again, like their brain had gotten accustomed to not being a skittishly sensitive ‘eye in the sky’ and rather got settled back into their skull. They nodded, looking up at Jovenan with an excited expression.
K’Wara: Thank you for the practical demo, Lt. Commander... It was enriching.
And would definitely help with the paperwork for those uppity Ferengi.
End Scene for K’Wara
((( OOC: Sorry for the delay. This weeks’ been crazy! Thank you for the scene, Jo <3 )))
LT Tamio K’Wara
Chief of Operations
USS Artemis-A
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