((Conference Room, Deck 13, USS Thor))
Naledi: Crick Pop Snap Hiss… Commander Promontory informed it you’re interested in intelligence. Crack Pop… Why don’t you tell us about that?
Vharo: Ah. That makes more sense, they must've mentioned my request to him when discussing my original assignment. Regardless he would be correct, I am interested in the department, the investigative and fact finding nature of the position sits well with me. I would've undertaken its study at the Academy but slots for its class schedule are limited and far from readily available.
Oo For some, not for others. oO
Vharo internally scowled at herself and the errant ugly thought that reared up from the back of her mind as she watched the Intelligence Officer further squish themselves into the chair. She however continued to hold steady, meeting the eyeline of her peer with an impassive stare as she stood there.
Naledi: Crick Pop Snap Hiss… Would you be open to cross-training in its department? Hiss Creak Pop… With your security duties too?
Vharo: If you are offering to conduct such cross-training I would be appreciative. It is a progression down the path I had written off for a much later date if I can be frank so the offer is quite the pleasant surprise. What exactly would this cross-training entail in addition to my regular duties as a Security Officer?
Naledi tapped their PADD vigorously.
Naledi: Crick Snap Pew Pop… It can send you a PADD similar to this one. It’ll confirm more specifics. Snap Pop Hiss Crack… In a sense you would become my apprentice. There’ll be opportunities to shadow, and in time, you’ll assist us in casework.
Vharo: Understood, Lieutenant. I look forward to it.
Vharo watched as Naledi's antenna twitched rapidly, that must've meant something....positive?
Naledi: Pew Crick Pop... We’ll coordinate with your department head to arrange scheduling.
Vharo: Of course, I'll also let them know about this discussion just so they are prepared for such possibilities when and if they arrive.
Naledi stood up, grabbing their PADD.
Naledi: Crick Snap Pop... It looks forward to seeing you.
Vharo: Likewise, Lieutenant. Be well.
Vharo watched as the Xindi-Insectoid left, waiting until the door closed before she relaxed enough to offer the now empty conference room a small smile while she regathered her items. A soft exhale left her as she stopped to press her thumb against the softly ticking face of her watch, perhaps her father was on to something after all, maybe the watch was some sort of lucky charm.
Hopefully Favon and Buccheri were having just as much luck as she was, wherever they and the Eagle had ended up. The thought of her distant friends followed her out of the conference room and back towards the armory so she could finish her inventory, the small smile on her face slowly fading as she walked.
End Scene for Vharo
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Ensign Saeihra Vharo
Security officer
USS Thor
T240209SV3