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>Player Distinguishment: You didn’t just get a field commission during the Battle of Chin’toka, you excelled. War makes the best of some men, it is said, and you hardened under pressure. Your grades at the Academy were lacklustre, but you’d already been a made man through your courage under fire [War Hero].
“The lieutenant is a war hero, sir,” Trolliff stated, as if it were the most matter-of-fact thing in the world, “That causes you concern?”
“This is not a ship of war, Commander, no matter what the specs may demonstrate. The Defiant-class may have been built with the intention of defending the Federation, but we are at peace, and we will need to maintain that peace when we go through the wormhole. There is already so much riding on these initial forays into the Gamma Quadrant, so much risk with how the Dominion may take our approach. It does not much matter if we fly under a flag of peace if our actions are those of war. I have concern with any man who was forged in the fire of battle.”
The captain steepled his hands, eyes narrowing as he stared at where his fingers meant, an old centering trick, although he could not quite remember from where he picked it up, “It is not the Lieutenant who concerns me. It is is those who decided he was an appropriate fit.”
Trolliff raised a bushy eyebrow at that, “His record is exemplary, and there is no indication that he is anyone’s pet project.”
“No,” Nwaigbo said flatly, “But he has shown his skills are most apt when under fire. Fire is exactly what I wish to avoid.”
“Crisis comes for us all, captain,” Trolliff’s tusks twitched at a smile, as if she were sensing an imminent opportunity to start an argument, “You cannot hope to keep your idealism entirely in check-”
“Peace,” Nwaigbo interrupted, “Peace, please. We’ve no time to debate the merits of hawk nor dove diplomacy, at least not at this junction. We are about to meet our new Chief-”
>-of Security. It was a natural fit with your background. You served aptly and with due credit prior to the War, then distinguished yourself when your duties changed from watching over errant Ferengi criminals to killing Jem’Hadar. [Security]
>-Conn Officer. It was as a fly boy that you earned your glory. Taking the helm and assisting with command of the ship was not an easy task, but your manoeuvring not only saved the lives of countless members of your crew, it saved at least two other ships. [Conn]
>-Engineer. You always liked making this work, making them tick. It just turns out you were equally good at disassembling them. You’d started as a mechanical engineer, a proper wrench monkey, but the Academy had seen to ensuring your skills were more well rounded [Engineering]
>Player Distinguishment: You didn’t just get a field commission during the Battle of Chin’toka, you excelled. War makes the best of some men, it is said, and you hardened under pressure. Your grades at the Academy were lacklustre, but you’d already been a made man through your courage under fire [War Hero].
“The lieutenant is a war hero, sir,” Trolliff stated, as if it were the most matter-of-fact thing in the world, “That causes you concern?”
“This is not a ship of war, Commander, no matter what the specs may demonstrate. The Defiant-class may have been built with the intention of defending the Federation, but we are at peace, and we will need to maintain that peace when we go through the wormhole. There is already so much riding on these initial forays into the Gamma Quadrant, so much risk with how the Dominion may take our approach. It does not much matter if we fly under a flag of peace if our actions are those of war. I have concern with any man who was forged in the fire of battle.”
The captain steepled his hands, eyes narrowing as he stared at where his fingers meant, an old centering trick, although he could not quite remember from where he picked it up, “It is not the Lieutenant who concerns me. It is is those who decided he was an appropriate fit.”
Trolliff raised a bushy eyebrow at that, “His record is exemplary, and there is no indication that he is anyone’s pet project.”
“No,” Nwaigbo said flatly, “But he has shown his skills are most apt when under fire. Fire is exactly what I wish to avoid.”
“Crisis comes for us all, captain,” Trolliff’s tusks twitched at a smile, as if she were sensing an imminent opportunity to start an argument, “You cannot hope to keep your idealism entirely in check-”
“Peace,” Nwaigbo interrupted, “Peace, please. We’ve no time to debate the merits of hawk nor dove diplomacy, at least not at this junction. We are about to meet our new Chief-”
>-of Security. It was a natural fit with your background. You served aptly and with due credit prior to the War, then distinguished yourself when your duties changed from watching over errant Ferengi criminals to killing Jem’Hadar. [Security]
>-Conn Officer. It was as a fly boy that you earned your glory. Taking the helm and assisting with command of the ship was not an easy task, but your manoeuvring not only saved the lives of countless members of your crew, it saved at least two other ships. [Conn]
>-Engineer. You always liked making this work, making them tick. It just turns out you were equally good at disassembling them. You’d started as a mechanical engineer, a proper wrench monkey, but the Academy had seen to ensuring your skills were more well rounded [Engineering]
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