Lt JG Alyndra Syrex - Creation
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((Turbolift))
Syrex: Deck 3, Primary Hull
Silveira: Primary hull?
Syrex: Oh, Sorry. It’s a habit I picked up on the Ronin. The upper decks are actually split into two between our saucer section and the catamaran that attached to the nacelles and mission pod.
Silveira: Oh no worries, I understand the Artemis deck layout might be a challenge for someone used to another class of ships.
Syrex: It is a little. Our bridge is actually on Deck 3, not deck 1. So having my quarters on deck 3 feels… strange.
Silveira: I know, although I never served on any Akira class, I had on several different ships and trust me, it takes time getting used to.
((Corridor, Deck 3, USS Artemis-A))
The turbolift doors snapped open. The illumination of the corridor filled the capsule, as the pair stepped out onto Deck 3.
Syrex: It’s just down here to the right.
Alyndra led the charge, with Vitor lagging slightly behind
her.
Silveira: So tell
me, how exactly do you do this?
Syrex: Trade secret
mate, sorry. You’ll have to sign the same NDA that Ensign Lyara made me sign
when we started the business.
Alyndra’s body language
implied saying “if you can’t beat them…” however she wasn’t sure if Mister Silveira
got her message. As they pulled up outside her door, it swished open in
reaction to her combadge.
Silveira:
Fascinating.
oO Ah, perhaps not then Oo
((Alyndra’s Temporary Quarters, Deck 3, USS Artemis-A))
Alyndra stepped into her quarters, the ambient temperature being a slight degree or two warmer than the adjacent corridor. However the Lieutenant hung back outside, Alyndra rose an eyebrow. He was respectful, she gave him that, however she hoped it was implied he could come in.
Syrex: If you’re a vampire, then I hereby invite you in.
Alyndra gave a brief curtsey, pulling on the
skirt of her skant.
Silveira: I have to
say you are very talented in toy making. You will forgive me if I don’t need
your other skills, as that would mean I am hurt.
Alyndra sat down at her desk,
pulling out a very special-looking PADD. It was several times thicker than a
normal PADD, with several slits along the side.
Syrex: Well, as a
Paediatrician I see this as my work too, so you don’t need to be hurt at all to
use my “Doctor Skills”
Alyndra pumped her chair up a few inches,
coming closer to a comfortable working position at the desk. Pressing a button
on the special PADD, it bleeped a few times, before unfolding itself into a
much larger board. It’s screen came to life, a melody played. It was alive.
Silveira: Then,
hands to work, what can I do to help?
Alyndra grabbed another PADD
that sat on her desk and handed it to Vitor.
Syrex: Quickly sign
the NDA please, it’s just saying that you won’t sell your soul to the Ferengi
and reveal how the toys are made. After, if you can get an image of Commander
Jovenan that I can work off of, I’d be most grateful.
Silveira: Response
Syrex: I’m assuming you want the same style as yours, right?
Silveira: Response
Syrex: Right… Ok.
Alyndra flicked at the PADD once again. A holographic 3D lattice of the Silveira doll she’d made for Lyara flickered into the room. The solid green light emanating from the PADD-XL reflected from Alyndra’s face and some of the surrounding walls. It wasn’t just the glow of technology; it was creativity, and she was going to create.
Silveira: Response
TAG/TBC
Lieutenant JG Dr Alyndra Syrex MD
Medical Officer
USS Ronin (NCC-34523)
R240107AS3