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Kirkian Legacy
Stardate: 43542.2
Things were running like clockwork, the Enterprise would departing earth's space dock in less than ten hours. Picard reviewed the exchange report slowly, carefully committing to memory the names and strengths of the four new academy graduates that would be departing with them on their first posting to a Starfleet vessel. On this trip, the Enterprise would be adding two crewmen, one ensign and one lieutenant junior grade.
The first, Crewmen Julian and Jacob DuChene, twins, age 28, sharing the rank of eighth in their class. Both would be joining Beverly's medical team on the second shift. Picard noted that along with being fellow Frenchmen, the DuChenes' instructors kudos for Jacob's attention to detail and Julian's ability to make quick but sound decisions. The twins shared an empathetic link, which they used in their treatment of patients. Picard thought, that the duo would indeed be a positive addition to the crew.
Next was Ensign Trillion Ta-Bra'mic, Benzite, third cycle, specializing in exotic botanical analysis. "Quite fitting considering her natural resistance to most poisons," Picard murmured. Aside from her class list, little information was given about the Ensign. Picard tapped his chin and made a mental note to make sure he personally met Ensign Ta-Bra'mic and appraised he for himself. He had often found that graduates that focused too closely on their studies ran into problems once placed into real life situations. A mentor...to ensure her success and integration into the crew, Picard would speak to Counselor Troi about finding a suitable guide to help ease the transition.
Last was, Lieutenant Junior Grade Shawnay Kirk, human, age 28, dual specialties: piloting and engineering. Lieutenant JG Kirk's record was indeed out standing, number one in her class and completion of the requirements for complete lieutenant ranking before graduation. The only reason she still held the rank of JG was that by definition, that was the highest rank bestowable upon an academy student. Picard chuckled to himself knowing that he would very soon be seeing her application for promotion. "Impressive," he said to himself, not even realizing that he had spoken the thought out loud.
Dr. Crusher's voice sounded over the comm, slicing through the silence in Picard's ready room, "Crusher to Captain Picard."
"Go ahead Beverly."
"Jean-Luc, I was wondering if you will join him for dinner in Ten forward tonight, say eight ish?"
"Yes, that sounds lovely, I'll see you then."
"Crusher out."
Picard returned to the file at hand, Lieutenant JG Kirk's file included her exam summaries. For the first time in many years, he was shocked to see all of her scores were off the charts. As Picard nodded his head in approval of the Lieutenant's skills, he was surprised to find that she had obtained a uniform waiver, with a highlighted note: Nivian. Now this seemed to conflict with the other information he had read about her. The lieutenant obviously was very orderly and disciplined, the very image of an up and coming Starfleet officer, so why the uniform waiver?
Usually only non-humanoid races required the uniform waiver, requiring special adaptations for their physiology, but Picard had never seen a human with the waiver. At the very least, Picard would have to meet this lieutenant and find out for himself what made her need or worthy of special treatment not given to other humans. If not handled right, preferential treatment could cause disruptions on his well run ship. The last bit of information that caught Picard's eye: biological test confirmed paternal relationship to late Admiral James T. Kirk.
Wesley was glad that Commander Riker had accompanied him on his tour of Starfleet Academy. He liked the way the Commander seemed to be on friendly terms with everyone, something Wesley could appreciate as he desperately wanted to make a good impression for the sake of his application.
Having finished the tour, the two headed to the academy's transporter station to return to the Enterprise. In the queue in front of them waiting for transport were four academy students, revealed by their gray uniforms. "Looks like we're getting new graduates," Riker said with a smile nodding slightly in the direction of the small group.
"How can you tell?"
"They keep their academy uniforms until their first introduction to their post, the shoulder crest until then the shoulder crest indicates their status as graduates. Also, we're the only vessel in port that is accepting new grads." Riker replied, then began sizing up the new additions. Three were human, two males and a female, the fourth a Benzite female. The males were average, standing quietly, their blue shoulder crests indicating they would be placed in either the medical or science directives. The Benzite female also wore a blue crest, she stood more off to the side talking into her comm in a somewhat heated communication. As his gaze took in the human female, Riker had mixed reactions.
The human female's uniform, if one could call it that was far from regulation. While it consisted of the Academy grey and black and had a gold graduation crest, but everything else was wrong – delightful to look at but wrong. Instead of the full body jumpsuit that her classmates wore, her outfit consisted of two form fitting pieces leaving a lot of skin showing on her shoulders, mid-section and legs. She definitely had the shape to carry off the look and Riker inwardly admitted he appreciated the way the bottom hugged her curves and came only as far as the bottom of her well-shaped ass. Riker stared at her, lost in wondering about her breasts in that outfit and if she'd turn around so that he could get his answer.
By his side, Wesley followed Riker's gaze. "Wow," he gasped out.
"I agree with your assessment Ensign. But enjoy it while you can, conduct and apparel expectations will be explained to her as soon as she sets foot on board the Enterprise."
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