Ensign Haukea-Willow - Compare and Contrast.

[Aly Drolet]

((XO’s Office, USS Narendra))

 

Haukea sat down across from Ms. DeVeau, crossing her legs and folding her hands on top of her knees. Slouching in a comfortable position was not the first impression she wanted to give. Yet, out of habit she allowed her spine to hunch in. No excessive ridgeness for her. As she waited she noticed the way Ms. DeVeau tapped on her console. 

 

DeVeau: Well, why don’t you take a moment to tell me a little about yourself.

 

Willow: My file says a lot of it already. What more do you want to know? 

 

The Risian woman considered herself a fully open book. Her file may have said a great deal about her, yet, if more information was required, she was more than willing to provide it. And if given the opportunity she was likely to run her mouth, gabbing for hours about her hobbies; the composition of a painting or photograph. Currently though, it wasn’t that she was unwilling to provide information, but was curious as to what information Ms. DeVeau wanted to know. 

 

DeVeau: What I see will give me information, yes, but I find it much more interesting to hear things straight from the source.

 

Reminded Haukea of the way she liked to paint not from reference photos but by being out in nature, with the source of her inspiration being right in front of her. 

 

Willow: Well, I grew up on Risa. Suraya Bay to be exact. Which meant a large deal of tourism every year due to the Festival of the Moon.

 

Knowing where one grew up told you a whole heap of valuable information. A person likely had biases or cultural knowledge associated with the location in which they grew up. Equally, species, and upbringing often and largely influenced how a person saw themselves and the universe. As for Haukea, being Risian, most individuals had a preconceived idea of what Risa was like. Throwing in information about the Festival of the Moon, intrigued them, as it did Ms. DeVeau. 

 

DeVeau: Oh really?  Please, continue.

 

Willow: What else?! Well, I’m into oil painting and holo-photography. Oh and before my academy days I was in the Risian security force.

 

She had made a logical transition. And rather than climbing the ladder she simply moved vertically to a similar position in another ‘company’. What it came down to was the fact that Haukea had wanted to be able to see stars and planets up close, and protect people on a larger scale. 

 

DeVeau: Sounds like a logical transgression.

 

Willow: That’s correct. I went from the Risian security force to security officer in Starfleet. There are distinct differences in the way the two divisions work. Yet I plan to not let them influence me.

 

Haukea spoke with an excited lilt to her voice. Her words nearly running together with their speed. However there was no stopping her. Haukea was a naturally fast talker. Despite that, it seemed her words had a continual way of surprising the woman in front of her, as evidenced by the arch of an eyebrow. 

 

DeVeau:  Would you mind offering a comparison?

 

Willow: What sort of comparison are you after? 

 

DeVeau: How are they alike?  How are they different?  I’m curious to know.

 

Ms. DeVeau grinned. Haukea grinned back. She was starting to see immense similarity between the curiosity shown from her XO, and the natural, innate curiosity she knew she herself had. To someone else the probing questions might have seemed nosey, yet, Haukea, as a Risian, was nearly immune to such judgements; she thought the best of everyone until proven otherwise. 

 

Willow: Well, during my time as a Risian security officer, we dealt a great deal with personal safety. Protecting the locals and the tourists. Took care of several drunks. We acted more like a police force than a military. On the other hand, from what I’ve learned from the academy, it’s all about dealing with external threats. Individuals who are larger than life. 

 

DeVeau: I see.  Do you think this will be a big adjustment in comparison?

 

Willow: No. Not in the slightest. I’m extremely open-minded and therefore willing to put the new system before the old one. My previous experience simply gives me a framework to compare against. 

 

DeVeau: Response 

 

Willow: I can carry over the mixed martial arts skills that I do possess. 

 

DeVeau: Response 

 

Willow: I know a variety of styles. I hardly remember the names of them. The moves are what is important. 

 

DeVeau: Response

Ensign Haukea-Willow

Security

Starbase 118 Ops

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"One thing I've learned from my parents and from observing all the artists I've been lucky enough to grow up around is that you've got to be brave." - Maya Hawke