Proposal
Posted on Mon Oct 19th, 2020 @ 8:15am by Sera Dega
Mission: Season Two - Incidentals
:: Aboard the DCS Venture's Gain ::
An overseer's job, it seemed, was never done. From one scientific curiosity to the next, from one research project to another, though this current conundrum was more fascinating than the others. Chalk another one up for Single Instance life, she mused to herself as she examined the documentation before her. A transfer request.
"The worst is he says no." Sera mused aloud as she brought up a comm panel, and after sifting through the regular encryptions to make the connection, she parsed in the request to contact Captain Kamar of the Pennsylvania.
:: USS Pensylvania ::
An ensign on comm duty fielded the incoming call, as it were, "Sir, incoming comm from that Dalacari ship. It's not flagged urgent, but it is flagged private. Shall I route it to you?"
"I'll take it in my ready room," Frank said as he entered the turbo lift. He had finished a security meeting and was immediately switching gears to deal with the next item at hand. He was curious to see what the Dalacari wanted. With the press of a bottom the screen at his desk lit up with the Dalacari Overseer Dega.
"Hello Overseer Dega, how may I help you?" Frank asked as he looked at the pair on the screen.
The pair gave a nod each, cheerful smiles on their faces. "I have an interesting proposal that's been building since our second communication." one of the forms spoke up at first, followed by her twin, "There's a promising young science officer who's expressed..."
"... an interest in requesting a transfer to your ship and your command. If such a request is amicable. I can have her dossier sent over for you to read over for your..."
"... consideration. She's had an interest in Singular Instance life for some time. No offense, but it's something of an oddity to us." she admitted. "She wants to further her career, but..."
"... she wants to branch out and see the universe. She asked if something of this nature could be arranged." the Overseer offered, ready to transmit the officer's dossier over at Kamar's request.
"I believe that we could make the necessary accommodations for her, Overseer. I would like to read over her dossier, and prepare the necessary security clearances. I believe it would be a good opportunity for her to learn about us, and for us to learn more of you,"
With that, the dossier was sent over. High marks from various academies, majored in chemistry, a few marks on her record from when she made variations of the caffeine molecule tailored to key genetic markers in the effort to help students at a mixed-species academy stay awake, but technically it wasn't a controlled substance so...
"That's exactly what I was thinking, a good chance for everyone to get to know each other in, as best to put it, a controlled environment. I'll make sure that..."
"... all her medicals are up to specification if she's approved. I'll make sure to put her medical specs in on her transfer papers so that your medical wing can..."
"... take care of her if need be. She's blood type K, which is pretty common for a Dalacari, so I'll make sure she has a few units on hand along with the..."
"... fabricator print for Blood K. I wouldn't want to put you out, so I can arrange for some Seventy Six to come along to cover the cost of accommodation."
"That would be excellent Overseer, we've just left Iota Station, we can rendezvous soon depending on your location. Might I ask what rank your officer would be the equivalent of? I would not want her treated without proper respect."
Now that was a question. "Huh... You know, I honestly don't know. She's been with the department for some time, but she's not a department lead. She's the assistant to the current..."
"... department lead, though as for rank I don't know if there's a direct translation between our divisions and your divisions. I'll let her know that she might..."
"... see a reduction in privileges with the transfer, though just note that we respect the person, not the privilege over here." she noted. Nothing harsh or disciplinary. Simply informing Kamar of how an alien race conducted themselves. "In that, I'll defer to your judgement. Rank would..."
"... also control the areas of the ship she has access too, yes? Trust me, we're all alright with being told that certain doors won't open for us." she said, a smile on both of her features.
"We've all been aboard a ship with secrets at one point or another in our careers."
"I believe we can make this work, I will get everything prepared on my end. I am sending you our coordinates now, maybe we can meet partway so we can transfer her aboard. I look forward to meeting her and learning more about your culture," Frank said sincerely.
Sera smiled, a gesture that went from one form to the next. "Oh she'll be delighted. I'll make her transfer as approved on my end, and from the looks of things, I can have us at the halfway..."
"... point in about seven hours? Maybe eight?" Sera transmitted the coordinates for the rendezvous. "Let's say eight. Give her time to pack and for the..."
"... fabricator to make what she needs for the transfer. Whatever she'd need after the transfer she can probably get from your onboard..."
"... fabricators, hence the extra Seventy Six. You know, just the sort of things you forget to pack. Toothbrushes, fur brush." she paused, 'You know...
"The essentials." she said, each form now in unison. Which brought a pair of giggles from the binary lifeform. "I'll see you in eight hours Captain. Always a pleasure." one form said, while the other picked up their version of a PaDD to begin going through the steps to transfer an officer from one culture to another.
"Thank you Overseer, we will see you in few hours, Goodbye for now." Frank watched the call end, and made a couple of calls to security and the helm for a change of course. 'It will be interesting to have a Dalacari onborad' he thought.
As the comm ended on her end, Sera had a pair of smiles on her faces. These were among the first steps. True, honest cooperation and true, honest understanding. A crucible, as it were.
"Your tea, Overseer." a drone in the room spoke up, delivering a tray with a pair of mugs. To the drone she gave a smile, "Thank you Delta Six. Where would I be without you?"
"Closer to the fabricator, ma'am." and at the drone's attempt at humor, the Overseer gave a pair of giggles, before putting in the order to alter course... and to call for a certain someone to pack her bags.
A Post by:
Captain Kamar
Commanding Officer
&
Sera Dega
Dalacari Overseer.