Ensign Julan Voleer - En-route to friendship and Aegis

[Alora DeVeau]

OOC: Brand new, just graduated from the academy Ensign.  Well done!

IC:

((Shuttle Leonid, en route to USS Aegis))

It was a strange type of day.  While Julan expected his posting to happen relatively quickly, he never really gave any consideration to whether he may be posted to the very place he’s spent the majority of his Academy years. Not only was this a surprise, but he was instructed that he would be heading out immediately to an active mission.  While on the one hand Julan was thankful everything had been sorted, he’d been placed and what his role would be decided, he was also sort of hoping for a small downtime window. He’d not been home for some time, mostly of his own choice. He’d of late allowed the thought, the possibility of getting home to creep in.  Which had now firmly dosed him with some disappointment.  Something he didn’t really need when he was intending to be impressive. 

Gazing out beyond the shuttle, Julan caught his reflection. The teal collar looked good on him.  In fact, Julan thought he had done a good job getting his haircut cut, beard trimmed and sorted ready. He craned his head around checking the angles, giving no consideration to the fact he wasn’t sitting in the shuttle alone, he all but grunted his satisfaction. All that aside, Julan respected personal grooming and consideration for others.  Looking untidy and unkempt, while not necessarily reflective of all of your habits and traits, didn’t stop everyone from assuming it. Afterall, the whole point of indelible first impressions is that they can’t be unmade. 

Sherlock: So, are you excited for your first posting?

The young Ensign hadn’t exactly neglected the fact that the Lieutenant was piloting the shuttle whilst sharing the close space together, but rather he would have been equally as happy if they had ridden in relative silence. Glancing at the officer with the same level of commitment she demonstrated him, Julan acknowledged. 

Voleer: I’m not really sure I’ve had enough time to be much of anything yet.  I am a little anxious about meeting everyone though. 

Julan understood social structures very well.  While no one would likely actively make him feel welcome, he would still need to find a way to demonstrate his worth and value to the team.  An unappreciated, daunting task for a fresh Ensign. As the Lieutenant motioned the availability of the replicator, Julan shook his head slightly.  He’d drunk enough water before leaving that he wasn’t sure it was wise to test just how much he could hold. 

Sherlock: :: taking a sip of tea :: Truth be told, I'm a little excited, and a lot nervous. But I always get that way with a new post. So, are you in the medical field? Or one of the sciences?

Julan had just graduated from the Academy with a Science Major, specialising in Computer Science and Sociology.  Decision, largely influenced by his parents who he could hear like a parrot next to his ear “Why study something, that you’re already good at, pick something you know nothing about.” While, if you asked Julan if he was an independent strong willed young trill who did not need his parents deciding everything for him, he’d of course say yes.  That it wasn’t that he wasn’t able to say no, but rather, one must pick the important battles. 

Truth be told, Julan had rather enjoyed the Sociology aspects of his Academy training. Over time, almost everyone will have picked up some Engineering skills or have access to a vast array of science and material to learn.  But study, research and sometimes, manipulating human behaviour, now that is something you can’t just read on your PADD when you go to sleep.  Working on a busy Starbase would give Julan a lot of opportunity to demonstrate his usefulness in unique and novel ways. At least he hoped so. 

Voleer: I’m posted as a Science Officer. We’re probably in a bit of a bind if you see me attempting to help anyone medically. Point me at the Stars however, and I’ll be able to tell you anything you want to know. 

Sherlock: Well, I'm sure there will be plenty of things for you to discover out here. If it's one thing I know, there's always something happening.

Voleer: So, is this also a brand new assignment for you? 

Sherlock: Response

It was one of the things about life in Starfleet.  One didn’t always have much agency over one's own posting.  While Julan was hoping, in some small way, to be posted to somewhere new and exciting he’d also come to call Starbase 118 home.  He knew all the best places to eat on the promenade and likely the commercial sector.  That is, once he convinced some officers to arrange takeaways from the areas he couldn’t get into. 

Voleer: Guess there isn’t much point asking for any insider advice then….. ::He let his request linger in the hope there might be something.::

Sherlock: Response

In no time at all, Julan was in fact glad the Lieutenant had broken the silence with her question initially and he'd gotten to know at least one familiar face in the sea of people he was about to work with.  The time had flown, they had shared some humorous stories of their academy time all the while getting to know each other all the while burning through their 2 hour journey.  A mark that was signalled, by the all too familiar beeping from the panel beside him.

Voleer: We’re a few minutes away from the Aegis now. 

Sherlock: Response

tags/TBC

Ensign Julan Voleer
Science Officer
Starbase 118 Ops
O239903JV4
 

 

[Sal Taybrim]

Awesome way to start strong and give us a great look into your character @Julan Voleer bravo!!

[Alcyone Brennan]

The bestest and brightest ❤️