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    Graduating Class of 238907.10

    in Graduation Hall

    Posted · Edited by FltAdml. Wolf
    Added Nathan Reade, late addition.

    DATES: The class began on July 2, 2012, and ended on July 10, 2012.

    LIST: sb118-academy2

    COMMANDING OFFICER: Captain Della Vetri

    FIRST OFFICER: LtCmdr. Nemitor Atimen

    GRADUATES:

    * Greekle

    * Nathan Reade

    Welcome to the fleet!

    Graduating Class of 238907.02

    in Graduation Hall

    Posted

    DATES: The class began on June 25, 2012, and ended on July 2, 2012.

    LIST: sb118-academy1

    COMMANDING OFFICER: Commander Kalianna Nicholotti

    FIRST OFFICER: LtCmdr. Danny Wilde

    GRADUATES:

    *Aaron Riley Sanderson

    *Vitor Stone Silveira

    Welcome to the fleet!

    LtJG Zinna: Do I Really Know Me?

    in 2012

    Posted

    ((Lathu's Quarters, USS Tiger-A))

    :: At first Zinna was a bit scared. Why? Because what if she'd prove Velana right? What if she proved that she wasn't capable of helping Lathu. T'Mihn had told her that if she couldn't help Lathu then she wouldn't be the chief counselor in the first place, and she was right. Surely Captain Riley had faith in her or she wouldn't hold that position. Zinna then consider becoming a security officer if she failed Lathu. That would give her a chance to use her telepathy to solve crimes and interrogate people and be a lie detector and basically be a forensic scientist. As a counselor she felt restricted and confined sometimes. Zinna felt as if she wasn't nearly as important as the rest of the officers. If she'd said that to someone they'd call it nonsense and probably reply, "you're the one that keeps us together and focus. Without you we'd all be crazy and sad and unable to work properly. But that was the thing...did they really *need* her? Most people preferred talking out their problems with their friends, so was Zinna really helpful. ::

    :: She had enrolled and took the major of counseling because her friends had told her it was perfect for her. She was from the race of "listeners" and that's what counselors needed to be able to do: listen. But was Zinna a listener? or did she just tell people what she thought was best? But that was what counselors were supposed to do right? They were supposed to give suggestions, but also listen. They weren't there to lecture their patients. Zinna always tried not to lecture people because she despised being lectured. Now she asked herself if she was being a good counselor. She had had hardly any real sessions. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't given any psyche evaluations in a long time. It seemed like every time she tried to offer listening to someone, they refused with some excuse that basically stated: "I'm more busy with this than worrying about my mental healthy." They had always been able weasel their way out of talking to her. So the question was.....::

    Zinna: oO Am I so bored that I have to fight to get someone to talk to me so I can do my job. Is that how useless I am? Oo

    :: She sat in a chair that she had replicated in Lathu's quarters. She had a smile that gave the Suliban encouragement, but she didn't know if it was working or not. She didn't know if he could tell her true emotions. Zinna had said she could take care of herself, but was that true, or was she just trying to act tougher in front of Velana and Lt. Beaufytor? But why would she need to impress them? What did they have that she wanted? *Happiness?* ::

    Zinna: Hi Lathu.

    Lathu: What's up counselor?

    Zinna: How do you feel about finally getting out of sickbay and being in your room?

    Lathu: Like the luckiest man in the world. Do you know how awful it is in there?

    Zinna: ::jokingly:: Oh...I think I have a picture of it, ha ha.

    :: Lathu looked at her with curiosity and scratched his head. ::

    Lathu: Why do you want to talk to me?

    Zinna: Because I'm a counselor, and that's what I do. But I'd rather listen. oO Yes, listen, that's what I need to do. Oo So go ahead. I think someone whose been through all the things you have, you'd want to pour out some of those feelings. Now if you don't mind, I'd like for you to start from the very beginning. Please.

    :: Lathu sighed for a moment. ::

    Lathu: I started off being transferred to the Tiger because of "emotional stress". My CO seemed to think that I needed to get off a starbase and go on wild adventures and get some stress relief. This was after my...demotion to ensign.

    Zinna: Do you think that was a reasonable punishment?

    Lathu: I'd rather chew a yellow rotten toenail.

    Zinna: Oh...well...that's an interesting punishment. Please continue.

    Lathu: And then I met Ens. Vistain. She was really nice to me.

    Zinna: So you're friends with her?

    Lathu: Not anymore. ::sniff:: I nearly killed her.

    Zinna: But I bet she still wants to be friends with you.

    :: Zinna could feel the security officer outside the room with his phaser ready to stun Lathu if he would get violent. What would the engineer do to him? Would he jump up from the bed, replicate a rope, and choke her to death. Or would he beat her, like Fulian, her ex-husband, beat her in the past. Could Zinna *really* defend for herself. On earth, a zinna was a type of flower, and that's exactly what Zinna was, a flower. She was a froufrou like woman. She didn't like to get down and dirty. She had sworn an oath to never take a life again, not that she *would* try to kill Lathu, but what if he got violent with her and somehow defeated the security guard. She would call for backup of course, but there was always that short time she would have to calm Lathu down or try and restrain him. She wasn't a martial arts expert, but surely she could fire a phaser. ::

    Lathu: Ens. Taylor hates me, counselor, what do I do about that.

    Zinna: First tell me, what are your feelings towards Danielle?

    Lathu: I like her, a lot. She's the only one that's really my friend.

    Zinna: Are your feelings stronger towards her than Amber?

    :: For a moment Lathu looked as if he didn't know how to answer it. He shed a tear and wiped his eye. Zinna felt sadness within in heart. She knew this was a hard question for him, but that's why she asked it. She needed something to work with. ::

    Zinna: Lathu?--

    Lathu: WHAT?!!!!

    :: He voice was loud and forceful and it sent his quarters' door to open. The security guard looked at Zinna, who gave a him an expression to signify that it was okay. ::

    Zinna: Stand down crewman. Lathu, please answer the question.

    Lathu: ::he stood:: I love Amber! I LOVE HER!

    Zinna: Are you sure? Or are you obsessed? Or lust?

    Lathu: I LOVE AMBER WITH ALL MY MIGHT! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME! I WON'T LET YOU! I'LL DIE FIGHTING BEFORE I LET YOU STEAL HER AWAY FROM ME!

    :: The security guard raised his phaser, and Zinna didn't tell him to stand down, because veins were popping from Lathu's neck. He was getting angrier. ::

    Zinna: Lathu, I don't want to steal her away from you, why would you think that?

    Lathu: IT'S WHAT ALL YOU WANT TO DO! YOU, VELANA, TAYLOR, AND THAT CADET! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LET US BE IN LOVE!!!!!!!!!

    Zinna: Let's think about what you just said, Lathu. Are you certain Amber loves you back, or is that just your fantasy? There's a difference between something that IS true and something you WANT to be true, Lathu. Think very hard about that because I'm going to ask it again. Are you certain Amber loves you or is that just your fantasy?

    :: He didn't answer at first because he slumped in his bed. ::

    Lathu: I don't want to talk anymore.

    Zinna: Are you sure, Lathu? I was only trying to---

    Lathu: LEAVE ME ALONE!

    :: Zinna stood to get ready to exit Lathu's quarters. ::

    Zinna: Lathu, I know this is hard for you at first but the only way to get through this is to talk to me, so I can provide suggestions. I'd love to help you. I want to. If Amber doesn't love you, then you'll have to accept that. You can't force love.You may think you're the only one with love issues, but you're not. Thousands of people are, but they keep trying. And you shouldn't blame yourself for Danielle's injury. Although you may have been the cause of it because of carelessness, you did take the blame which was a brave thing to do. You just need to restart your life, Lathu. You need to be more happy...

    Lathu: I'll start when you start.

    Zinna: oO What's that supposed to mean? Oo What's that supposed to mean?

    Lathu: You're telling me to be happy, but you can't even be happy yourself. Is that really being a good counselor? Being a hypocrite?

    Zinna: Rest and get better, Lathu.

    :: Zinna left the quarters and the security officer gave her a nod, whatever that meant. ::

    Zinna: oO Goddess, what in heavens does he mean by that? Oo

    :: As Zinna walked off, she could here Lathu singing "I'm Walking On Sunshine", but she didn't pay any attention. She was heading for the bridge now, for something new to do. To be useful and do some good besides run her mouth about not being able to do her job. She could do her job any time she liked, but she was just into impressing people and trying to be someone else. Who *was* she trying to be? Zinna was certainly different now. She was way different. She used to be tranquil. She walked and wondered what was different about her. What was she doing wrong. Where were her friends? Why wasn't she hanging out with officers off duty or on leave? Why was she so invisible? Why was she a mystical enigma feeling useless? She helped people or she thought she did. She was different from when she was an ensign. Had her pride as Lt. JG gone to her head? She didn't sing anymore. She didn't garden anymore. She didn't spend time with Taxo anymore. She didn't do anything besides get better at her job. She was trying to hard. Did Lathu know some dark secret about her that she didn't? ::

    Zinna: oO He'll save it...and use it as blackmail...Oo He knows me better than I know my own self....

    ((OOC2: I will sim Zinna either on the bridge, sickbay, or in science labs next. Thanks))

    T.B.C.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~

    LtJG Zinna

    Chief Counselor

    USS Tiger-A

    LtCmdr. Darius Clack: Faint Voices

    in 2012

    Posted

    ((Jeffrey Tube 2, Main Engineering level 2, Deck 8, USS Tiger-A))

    ::Darius Clack peacefully took in the hollow sounds of the dark horizontal tunnels the made up Jeffrey Tube number two. In a seated position on the floor, his back rested comfortably against the wall. His feet were firmly planted on the floor and his bent knees served as a resting place for his arms. His chin rested against his chest as he listened to the churning sounds of the Tiger. All ships spoke in a coded language. The trick was having the ear to understand their words. The Tiger had a strange accent, similiar to the one that the Ursa Major possessed. Strange that everything in the universe communicated in its own language.... Many conversations, few listeners...::

    (Time jump, past)

    ((Outskirts of Wheeler Colony))

    Clack: I envy you Mr Hahn. ::turning toward the robust man dressed in tan overalls::

    Hahn: That's something coming from a Starfleet officer. There is not much to do but to wait out the storm. You're welcome to join us at the Cantina when you are off duty. You can always find me there, if

    not, the Colony-wide comms will the best next alternative.

    ::The two stood alone on top of the ridge overlooking the valley toward Capital City.::

    Clack: By membership only?

    Hahn: Anyone's always welcome there, just leave your weapons at the door. That might be the only house rule...oh, yes and the new guy buys the first round.

    Clack: You have a wonder talent Mr Hahn. Only a man of superior abilities could have keep the power grid operating as long as it has given the circumstances and equipment. Perhaps, you should reconsider

    and request a transfer. It would be a shame to waste that talent.

    Hahn: Oh yeah, I have been meaning to. I think that they have a vacancy over at the western sprawl- the guy just never make it home one night. Pah! Talent nothing, you keep that Starship going- now that kind of engineering work...it will take a many liters of ale to get me through fixing that. I am sorry, I am just bitter and sour, I would like nothing more than to die here- it is home to me, for better or for worst. I do this because that is all I know. Sure, it has its downside, but I enjoy it, it is a puzzle to me. And I have a wife who, for whatever reasons, have not run away with some other person.

    ::He took out his PADD to make a note on the cable box. ::

    Hahn: What about you, Lieutenant?

    Clack: Myself? ::pausing as he chose his words carefully.:: I just remember awaking one day to this reality. It is a good life. I don't regret it for one-second. ::kneeling on one knee.:: However, I was thinking recently that I haven't been home in ten years. You see your home everyday. Ten years. ::closing his eyes.:: There are times I wonder what have I accomplished in all that time. What difference your being there at any time made to anything. Hardly made any difference at all, really, in the grand scheme of the universe, particularly when compared to other men's occupations.

    ::He paused as he looked across the desolate valley.::

    Clack: Looks like your party has left you behind.

    Hahn: Can't get good help these days, Lt.

    Clack: I will definitely catch up with you later, Kevin. I have to get settled in and report back to the ship.

    ::Clack watched Hahn walk away to join the others as if he didn't have a care in the world. It was funny that some people could live like that. The sound of thunder echoed off into the distance as he rested. The melody of the storm began to echo in his head. It was a different tune than that of the Ursa Major but a beautiful one to say the least. Darius paused and looked across the green meadow. The flat terrain stretched as far as the eye could see. Two hundred miles precisely it stretched to the North according to his tricorder. The setting sun was now hidden by a blanket of black mid-level clouds. Closing his eyes, he deeply inhaled the cold southerly wind that flowed along the prairie like a lonely specter in search of comfort. Darius could feel the air burning his heavily scarred lungs yet somehow the oxygenated air brought a renewal of life to the diseased cells....::

    (Present)

    Lightfoot: Darius?

    ::He opened his eyes to find Cocheta Lightfoot standing over him. Her facial expression was stern as she waited for his response.::

    Clack: Is Kesi here?

    Lightfoot: Kesi?

    Clack: Yes.

    ::Cocheta stood speechless before answering the question.::

    Lightfoot: We said good-bye to her at the Gateway. ::break:: Don't you remember?

    ::Slowly, Darius rose to his feet. As he stood, he had to momentarily steady himself with his hand against the wall as his legs were not up to the challenge just yet.::

    Clack: Yes, ::looking away as he remembered::, yes of course we did. ::speaking softly::

    (later)

    (( Robotics Lab ))

    ::The dark shadow entered the Robotics Lab to find Atimen, Firestarter, and T'Mihn present.::

    Atimen: I'm sorry about the delay, have you started yet?

    Firestarter: ::Looking at the contraption.:: I would have to say more than started. Care to tell us what you have gotten done so far?

    ::At first it seemed the group was not aware of his presence.::

    T'Mihn/Atimen/Firestarter: Response

    Clack: Excuse me, ::in a low voice:: do you have anything to report?

    T'Mihn/Atimen/Firestarter: Response

    tbc

    Lt Cmdr Darius Clack

    FO

    USS TIGER-A

    and

    PNPC

    PO 3rd Class Shoodi Cocheta Lightfoot

    Engineer

    USS Tiger-A

    Graduating Class of 238904.30

    in Graduation Hall

    Posted

    DATES: The class began on April 23, 2012, and ended on April 30, 2012.

    LIST: sb118-academy4

    COMMANDING OFFICER: LtCmdr. Alucard Vess

    FIRST OFFICER: Fleet Captain Sidney Riley

    GRADUATES:

    - Edward Johnson

    - Par Salen

    - Michael Valentino

    Welcome to the fleet!

    Graduating Class of 238903.12

    in Graduation Hall

    Posted

    DATES: The class began on March 5, 2012, and ended on March 12, 2012.

    LIST: sb118-academy3

    COMMANDING OFFICER: Captain Tallis Rhul

    FIRST OFFICER: LtCmdr. Arden Cain

    GRADUATES:

    - Lai Jo'rek

    - Ter'dal

    Welcome to the fleet! You can use this topic to stay in touch with your classmates from training.

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