Naomi Wildman stood between her parents, Samantha Wildman and Greskrendtregk, for the obligatory parent picture every graduate of Starfleet Academy posed for on Graduation Day. Although Naomi didn't meet her father until she was 5 years old, which due to her Ktarian genes meant she was more mature than human 5 year olds, she loved him as if she knew him since the day she was born. Naomi knew she would be leaving for her first Starfleet posting in three days, and she wanted to spend as much time with her parents during those three days as she could. Because she spent her early years on the starship Voyager in the Delta Quadrant, she was acutely aware of the dangers a starship posting entailed, however Naomi never wavered in her desire to become a Starfleet officer. The next three days were spent with her parents just relaxing in San Francisco.
When it was time to report for duty, she said her goodbyes to her parents, having already said her goodbyes to her friends at the Academy. She was shipping out on the USS Lindbergh as a stellar cartographer. She was apprehensive about meeting the First Officer more so than meeting the Captain. The captain would only expect her best effort in carrying out her duties, but the First Officer would expect perfection from her. In the transporter room she was surprised to see the Captain herself waiting there to greet her.
Naomi stood at attention, "Ensign Naomi Wildman reporting for duty Captain."
"Welcome to the Lindbergh Ensign Wildman, I happened to be in the area when I was notified you were transporting up and thought I would pop in and greet you."
"Permission to come aboard, sir?"
"Granted. I look forward to working with you Ensign. If you would proceed to the conference room, my First Officer will be taking you around the ship for your introductions and orientation."
"Thank you, sir."
As she approached the conference room, Naomi was becoming more nervous than she had expected to be. Before she entered the room she looked herself over in the reflective panel in the bulkhead outside the conference room. It had been years since she had seen him, and didn't know if she should follow strict protocol or a more relaxed greeting, but protocol was the safest course of action. As she was ordered to enter the room, she said in her best Starfleet tone, "Ensign Wildman reporting for orientation sir."
"Well Ensign Wildman, I am pleased to welcome you to what is, in my opinion, the finest ship in the fleet, with the finest crew. Your first duty shift isn't until tomorrow, and I thought perhaps we could discuss your duties and get you acquainted with the ship and some of the key crew members while taking a tour of the Lindbergh. Your luggage arrived safely earlier and has been delivered to your quarters. Shall we begin that tour now?"
"Yes, sir, I would enjoy a tour, but is it usual for the first officer to do all this?"
"No, it is a bit unusual, but I insisted. I haven't seen you in years, and would like the opportunity to catch up a bit while we wander the corridors."
"Icheb…sir, do I have you to thank for my getting assigned to the Lindbergh?"
"I must say when your name showed up on the candidate list, I told the Captain I was familiar with you and told her I thought you would make a fine addition to the crew. If you make a liar of me, I promise you I will take your favorite Kadis-Kot board and hide it where will never be seen again.'