Day One: Operation Outreach.   Posted by Storyteller.Group: 0
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 73 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 17:02
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Terrence Yeager:
In reply to Taeko Takamuko (msg # 45):

He leaned in just a bit, "But they said that about the sound barrier as well, didn't they?"


Taeko nods "this of course is true in that all barriers are absolute, until some one finds a way of removing them".
"It is as true back in Japan when the Samurai were absolute, till some one introduced the rifle". "To the early space age when the speed of light was broken."
"I will admit to curiosity in the design of the ship to the old design's and the way they compare". "I studied metallurgy in my youth, hence my interest"

As Taeko speaks in a friendly interested voice his eyes continue to pay attention to his job in hand.
"perhaps" he offers "this a matter for a ten forward discursion later."
Terrence Yeager
 player, 37 posts
 Lt. Commander
 Chief Engineer - Hyperion
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 18:10
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Bridge]

"That Commander is a date!" Terry turned once again to them all. "Pleasure everyone, and until we meet again." With that Yeager entered the turbo lift and headed back to engineering.
Chamille 'Shimmer' O'Connor
 player, 46 posts
 Chief Science Officer
 Fascinating!
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 18:32
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Bridge]

Chamille smiled at Meg's quick dismissal of the thought of her sounding rude and relaxed a little bit. Meg seemed like a very friendly individual, one she could bond with over this whole experience, and to be honest, it would be very personally satisfying to watch the gynoid grow and learn what it was to be, for lack of a better term, human, learning to embrace curiosity and draw conclusion based on things other than concrete facts you were presented with. She nodded in agreement about the crew, together, being the only ones any of them had to rely on. That was sound logic, indeed. Everyone had to get along with everyone, even if they didn't care for them. She genuinely hoped Yeager eventually felt the same.

She was pleased to hear that Meg had hobbies outside of studying or reading. Practical and physical and creative things were important to personal development, it was what separated sentient creatures from simple lifeforms. She was positively thrilled to hear she both wrote and played music, a personal hobby of her own that held a deep importance. She wondered if Meg put the same kind of emotion into the music as another sentient being might. She had heard that other gynoids and androids in Starfleet's history had done the same, but they lacked 'feeling'. She couldn't wait to hear it.

A creative writer as well. Unique and interesting concepts. She wondered if it was true creativity or only a natural path of logic to take; after all, there were many, many books, both fiction and factual, about building robots and other artificial life forms. There were even books about humans falling in love with artificial intelligence, some not even in a physical form. Had she heard the idea and reversed it? She found herself quite eager to read it. She pondered, however, about her other work, about how rapid it was produced. Truly good writing was not quickly nor easily produced. Would it contain emotion? How would it flow? Again, she was very interested in finding out.

She wondered about Meg's idea of art. How did she interpret it? Was it a logical exploration? Could she see the emotion and feeling behind the work? Could she pull something from abstract besides a mess of colours? Could she hear the sorrow in an opera singer's voice? Feel the light hearted strings of a fiddle player playing for a dance? Did she see the swell of feeling in a dance performer's body, or was she merely impressed with the physical display? She wanted to know all about this gynoid. And truthfully, she wanted to help her understand what she not yet didn't. It was obvious she had been created to understand such things, but feelings like that could not be conveyed through programming or even through observation. It was experienced. Not taught.

"Oh, I would very much like to read your work, and listen to your music," she said emphatically. "I love to read fiction. I don't write my own music, but I do consider myself an avid violinist. I've been playing since I was a small child. I like to watch martial displays and dancing, but I'm not very athletic or agile. The best I can do is tai chi in the mornings to help with finding a center of calm before the day begins." She chuckled softly. "Don't worry about spending time with people. Already I can tell you would be wonderful to have a drink and chat with after a long day on shift. You will have people bustling over themselves just to speak with you."

She softly stroked her finger against her thumb thoughtfully. "I also like to study xenology, you know, multicultural studies and the likes. Getting to know the different species we meet, both culturally and physically. I find them extremely interesting. You as well, you may not be strictly biological, but you are a different breed of person. I hope you don't mind me saying that I find you just as fascinating as any other species I have not met before."
Mark Fontaine
 player, 19 posts
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 20:05
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Dorsal Shuttlebay]

Mark slipped past the security officer to snag his flight bag from the cockpit, most of his belongings were in a create in the main body of the shuttle along with some prototype equipment for the detachment.

"It's already keyed to me but I have added the admiral, deleting me would require a 20 minute process with the admiral present to re enroll me to flight standard and there may not be time. When we have time I will check out the ships helm and any marine pilot just in case."

Mark was left with nowhere to go since he was a last minute addition to the detachment he was probably not accounted for as far as accommodation goes and with the station crew and all the Marine's he expected that hot bunks were already in use.
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 74 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 20:08
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Mark Fontaine:
[Dorsal Shuttlebay]

Mark slipped past the security officer to snag his flight bag from the cockpit, most of his belongings were in a create in the main body of the shuttle along with some prototype equipment for the detachment.


GM need rulling here does this happen Security

Meg
 player, 59 posts
 Operations Management
 Lieutenant
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 21:39
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Bridge]

Meg smiled at Shimmer's apparent desire to read at least one of her books and listen to her music. Though she might not appreciate some of the implications or suggestions within Building My Human. That was really part of the reason it was so highly regarded - the gynoid had challenged what people thought of as the differences between artificial intelligence and organic intelligence. In using fiction as a tool to provide others an understanding of her thoughts and challenge societal norms as they pertain to her, she had seemed to inherently grasp the art of using fiction to discuss current society without directly confronting it.

"I'm glad to hear you are an avid reader, Lieutenant O'Connor. I'll send a list of my books to you, along with brief synopses and composite reader review scores." Even in the future, everyone's a critic.

"And as you are also a violinist, I have a few pieces you might enjoy hearing or playing. In fact, as a xenologist, you might like my Special Symphony. The title is a bit of a joke, though I've been told it's not very funny. You see, I have studied and met many different species, learned about their customs, habits, societies - basically everything that is known about them. I tried to boil down what I know of those different peoples to music, attempting to capture something about each species in the music I wrote. For example, the Vulcan movement is very orderly and precise for much of the movement, though technically difficult for many of the instruments including the violin. Of course you may not appreciate that work so much - some have considered it just another way to promote stereotypes." She shrugged. "You may also be interested in Cosmic Journey. It is an imagined trip through the constellations of Earth's sky, where I provided musical movements appropriate for each constellation visible from Earth."

She nodded at the other things Shimmer mentioned. "I have never tried Tai Chi, though I may join you sometime if you don't mind. I have no need to relax or maintain physical fitness, yet there may be some other benefit that I gain from it. One cannot know without trying. As for having conversation partners, I do hope you're right. I will enjoy having many people with whom I can converse."

She listened to Shimmer share some of her background studying on other species. "Trying to understand the various species of the galaxy and being able to get along in their culture is supposed to be one of my functions. But I still have quite a ways to go. Perhaps both you and the Ambassador will be able to provide me some insights there. And no, I don't mind you thinking of me as another species to study. I am not human, even though my outward appearance is very similar to human beings. Please ask questions when you have them and are able, and if you would like to study my structure - the more people that know how I work, the more likely it will be that someone can properly repair me should the need arise."
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 75 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 22:00
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Meg (msg # 57):

From his station Taeko hears the word Tai Chi and his ears prick on. Running through the conversation in his mind he realises, that the ladies had been discussing several things he has an interest in as well.
Softly politely he speaks, "May I join the conversation"
Chamille 'Shimmer' O'Connor
 player, 47 posts
 Chief Science Officer
 Fascinating!
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 22:48
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Shimmer couldn't help but to give a little laugh when Meg offered to send her the book titles and critiques for them, shaking her head. "As much as I appreciate the offer, just send me the books. All I want to read before I jump into a work of fiction is their title. I am a scientist... It is my job to rely on the opinions of other people and myself to draw conclusions even if I don't have all of the facts. It is my job all day, every day, to guess and judge results and to tinker until we get it just right, until I have deemed it to be right. As such, I avidly refused to let someone else's opinion potentially tarnish interrupt my enjoyment of anything. Including my own preconceived notions about a topic. I want to experience it first, see it with fresh eyes or hear it with fresh ears, and draw my conclusions based only on myself. Perhaps I would compare those results to others later... but not at first. So yes. Just the books. And please, call me Shimmer." She chuckled, and gently tugged at a lock of her shimmering silver hair for emphasis on why that was her nickname. "All of my friends call me that."

She smirked slightly at the description she gave her own music, especially Special Symphony. "Yes, I can see how a lot of people might feel that way. I can understand the intent, but stereotypes can be a pretty touchy subject for a lot of people. As a species, all of us are seen a certain way by others. Expected to act a particular way or do a specific thing in certain situations... But the truth is that no two people are the same in any species. If there is another gynoid produced by the same people at the same time with identical features as you, you would not be the same person as they are. Who and what you are is shaped far more by your experiences and environment than the circumstances of your birth. That's my personal and professional opinion. I know a lot of high ranking human officers in Star Fleet who have much more in common with Vulcans than with any average human." She snickered, but also followed up quickly. "With all that said, I get what you were going for, and I think it is quite clever. I would love to play it and your other work someday. New music scores for classical instruments is difficult to come by. No one's writing it anymore. It will be refreshing."

She nodded enthusiastically at the mention that Meg wanted to join her for Tai Chi sometime. "Of course you would be welcome. I book a holodeck session for an hour in the very early mornings usually to have Tai Chi, and it isn't much fun to do by yourself. I usually have a bunch of random computer generated people around me," she laughed at the silliness of it. "I think you will like it. I find it a way to clear my mind and focus on the day before me, along with helping me let the day before go, reminding me that it cannot be changed or altered. All we can do is learn from it, and move forward. It helped me through a very difficult time in my life when I was younger, and I never dropped the philosophy.

"As for insight, I will gladly assist you wherever and in whatever capacity I can provide. As you so aptly said, the only people we have to rely on out here is each other. I would like to study you, but more your mind than your structure. A basic understanding of build would not be amiss in case of an emergency, but I am not a technician or an engineer, or a doctor for that matter. I would find the process of your thinking, your beliefs and your logic, your likes and dislikes, what makes you you in your own head, far more interesting. Your personality and your beliefs, your heart if you will, is just as important for your livelihood than your physical well being. Some would suggest far more so. I suppose that's a date for a later time."


She turned her head as Taeko approached them and sat up suddenly straighter. The Commander seemed to be a rather proper individual, very set on rules and regulations. He was like a Vulcan with smooth ears and thinner eyebrows. She was more expecting him to sharply ask them to keep their conversation to a minimum while on duty. She relaxed when he did not, and offered him a smile. "Of course, Commander, feel free. We were just getting to know each other a little better. We'll likely be spending a lot of time together on duty, and likely off as well."
Mathias Dahlstrom
 player, 25 posts
 SF-MARSOC
 Major - MarDet Plt Leader
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 23:51
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Kenix Jors (msg # 49):

Mathias nodded at Jors comment. "And I suppose we'll need to figure out Fontaine's place in the force structure, as well. Is he Starfleet's or ours? I'm hoping that if the craft falls more with us that he would, too, but it's not like Starfleet has never made bad calls before...," he said, his tone and expression showing his dubious faith in the bureaucracy that had jerked around even his most recent set of orders.

"Do you want me to set something up with Takamuko, or do you want to address Commander Jericho and the Admiral first?," he asked his CO. "I don't have a real read on Takamuko, yet, but I'm guessing if he's like most Security Chief's I've worked with, he won't budge without either of their approval," he added.

He finally shrugged. "I can wait for my tour," he said, holding up his PADD. "He cleared me for a bit more data than I had been able to retrieve before, so I can stay busy looking at schematics and performance reports," he offered.

There was a small pause before he continued as he stewed in his thoughts. "As bad as Starfleet is about this kind of thing, this has been a pretty ugly transfer of personnel and equipment. They've been planning this in some fashion since the return of the Voyager. You would've thought that they had enough time to get their poop in a group. I'm just glad that it's not expected to be a combat op from the git-go." There was a fair bit of frustration in his voice as he verbalized his concerns for how the mission was getting off the ground.

He glanced at his CO and gave the man a small smile. "I think I'll hit whatever they have for a lounge on this ship unless you've got something else for me. The troops have already been released for the evening," he said, his tone showed that he would not care no matter what Jors had in mind.
Meg
 player, 60 posts
 Operations Management
 Lieutenant
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 01:25
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Meg paused a moment after Shimmer suggested she send her all the books and titles. Then she nodded slowly. "Okay, Shimmer, I'm glad you consider me a friend, and that nickname is as beautiful as your hair. I'll gladly send you all the titles of my books in a moment. However, I will warn you that there are a lot. I've written 73 novels, 142 short stories, and composed 33 poems, including an Epic poem about the seeding of sentient life in the universe by a now-extinct race of self-proclaimed gods."

Meg listened intently to Shimmer's comments on stereotyping. "I'm not certain I fully understand why using stereotypes of species to help inform our first interaction with a new species is wrong. I understand that every person is unique, but I wouldn't greet or have a first interaction with a Ferengi that is the same as I would have with a Cardassian. or Vulcan, or a Klingon. I realize and appreciate the differences that individuals have compared to cultural norms, but it seems illogical not to use information about how people of those species generally react to use as a baseline when the only thing you know about someone is their species. Perhaps I will learn as we explore the Delta quadrant - certainly Ambassador Ssussunriyh has a lot of experience in this matter. I may discuss it with her later."

She titled her head slightly to the side. "Your example of another gynoid built identically to me is a good one - she and I would be different. Not only because of the differences in our experiences, but because we are actually designed to respond to certain situations in varied manners. A sister of mine and I could be exposed to the same stimulus and respond in different ways. Some of those differences are slight, others are more profound. When I am sitting at the forward ops station, you can rely upon consistency. But another version of me would not necessarily use quite the same speech patterns or gestures due to our design."

Meg's lips curved into a subtle smile at Shimmer's commentary on Federation brass. "Perhaps I should write an addendum to the Special Symphony titled Ode to Flag Officers." She paused to see what sort of reaction that would receive before she moved on. "I have many new works for classical instruments, and I enjoy hearing them played by people rather than synthesized. One of the problems with having a very discerning ear is that I can tell the difference. It seems that no matter how good technology gets, it will never be able to replicate the sound of a real violin."

She blinked a few times as Shimmer mentioned her holodeck bookings. "You did mention holodeck programming as a way for me to exercise my creativity, and seeing how others make use of it may provide me with other ideas. I will make a point of joining you, Shimmer. I hope that you will be willing to share how it has helped you and expand upon your understanding of the philosophy."

Meg considered what Shimmer found most interesting about the gynoid. "I've been told that my mind requires slightly more advanced technology than my body, though a visual inspection of my body should not provide any evidence of my true nature. Nor should it be obvious at a touch." She pinched at some of the flesh on her forearm. "Or a pinch. But more significant inspection would alert someone to the deception. My physical capabilities are probably more the area of our engineering staff. I have little need for a medical doctor, however. Though one would be useful for the synthetic flesh covering my body. I suppose if I ever wanted to get my breasts augmented to appear more attractive to one of the human men aboard, a physician would be needed to assist with that. Or if I need to be disguised as a different species. I will make certain that Commander M'Norri receives all pertinent files as well."

She paused for a couple moments. "I'll be very interested in what conclusions you draw when you do a more in depth study of my mind. I do not believe I am fully aware of why some things about me are the way they are, and I wonder if there is something within me that keeps me from speculating about them. Perhaps you can help me solve some of that puzzle."

"I appreciate that you already understand I have beliefs, a personality, a heart - likes and dislikes. Perhaps you will eventually be able to tell me if I have a soul."

Meg looked over to Taeko as he approached. "Yes, please join us, Commander." She reached over and entered a few commands into the OPS console. "If anything deviates at any of our consoles, I will receive audio notification of the deviation."
Kenix Jors
 player, 12 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 04:33
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
"Best I just speak with the Admiral and Captain directly," he said cautiously.

He didn't want to explain why in front of the security officer. Their overzealous nature aside, they were just trying to do their duty and follow their own orders. It would only cement the divide if he took up the issue with the security chief first. Create unnecessary tension by giving the impression he was trying to tell the man how to do his job. Proper etiquette had to be established from the top down in the chain of command. He'd expect no less if someone from the ship or base personnel took exception to something one of his marines did.

Kenix began to leave the dorsal shuttle bay, motioning for Mathias to accompany him. Mostly to get them out of earshot from the security officer before they finished this particular conversation. He waved to Fontaine in parting. He himself wasn't clear yet where the man fell in the chain of command. He'd served under both SFMC and regular Starfleet according to his dossier. He waited until they were in the empty corridor with the shuttle bay doors sealed behind them before he turned to Mathias to resume the conversation.

"Things were thrown together a little too last minute. Pretty much on all sides of the Outreach mission. On our end of things that was partly my fault. I was one of the final two selections for CO but my squadron was dark for two weeks in disputed space trying to extract diplomats and Starfleet personnel and their families while minor skirmishes were flaring up in the colonies between Cardassian and Federation space. All local disputes, mind you. Lot of sore hides over where the boundaries fell after the war," he clarified.

He resumed walking in the direction of the ship's lounge, Seven-Forward he believed. Mathias seemed like a good upstanding officer so far but he was still feeling the man out. Even for a lifelong dedicated marine he'd expected a little slip in the man's expression when he saw how young Kenix was. Not so much as a tick. He wasn't sure what to make of that yet.

"It's not expected to be a combat op at all, really. A lot of higher ups didn't want a MarDet along for the mission at all. We're here because more rational heads reminded everyone involved in the process about the Borg and the Hirogian. Oh, while it's just us.... You don't need to call me Jors. It's not even a last name. It's..... complicated, if you don't know much about trills. Jors is as much a given name as Kenix is, really. It did replace my family name and does hold a higher honor, but..... You probably don't want the whole culture breakdown right now. In any case, when we're not on duty Kenix is just fine. Well, I'll let you get on. I've got to catch up and have that meeting with Jericho and the Admiral about Fontaine, the Hereford, and the etiquette of interactions between our two command structures. Joyful, joyful. Be sure to drink an extra pint for me,"" Kenix said with a chuckle and a grin.
Mathias Dahlstrom
 player, 26 posts
 SF-MARSOC
 Major - MarDet Plt Leader
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 05:21
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Kenix Jors (msg # 62):

Mathias nodded at the Lieutenant Colonel's decision. "Aye, sir. Probably best."

He paid attention through the process his CO described, both at getting him here and at the process of assignment Marines in the first place. He gave frustrated nods and grunts at more proof of the bureaucracy that was always a thorn to men of action.

"Clearly the powers that be continue to learn nothing from history no matter how many times the lessons are taught. They are fortunate that they have beings willing to stand in the gap while they indulge in their wishful thinking."

He gave his commanding officer a sidelong look, no small bit of amusement on his face at his Commander's comments on his race and name. "Sir, I'll call you whatever you want me to call you, just expect it to be 'Sir' as the most common thing coming out of my mouth unless explicitly told not to," he said with a crooked smile. "I've worked with a number of Trill before...both joined and unjoined and I know enough about your culture to be dangerous. My father was a diplomat, but I fell far from the tree," he went on his smile broadening somewhat. "Overall, though, they've been brilliant officers."

He had seen and done too much in his career to whinge about his rank and position compared to those around him. He had long ago settled into his routine of mission and Marines. Although he might occasionally regret not being to positively affect more Marines due to his relative lack of rank, he always took care of the ones in his command like a father and brother. The mission was just that. It rarely mattered who it came from and the incompetent shook themselves out, particularly in this branch of the Marines. If Jors appeared relatively young, he figured something set the man apart and would reserve judgment until circumstances forced him to do otherwise.

"As far as our operational and personal interaction, I'll run with whatever makes you comfortable. Some units I've been in and led, we've gone by first names, others by last. Others still primarily by rank. You set the tone here. I'll adjust and the Marines will follow suit."

"Enjoy your meeting," he said with a mirthful twinkle in his eye. "I only gloat a bit because I know that I'm in for many of my own in the future. It's my experience that XO's are the only position more likely to have a meeting than a Commander," he added quickly knowing full well the truth and horror of his words. "I look forward to what gets hashed out and I'll see about that pint for you," he said, his expression friendly and mirthful.
Mark Fontaine
 player, 20 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 09:01
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In Response to the Major's question about his assignment Mark said "Although technically a Star Fleet Office I have been assigned to the Marines for the last two years training both to fight the Hereford and to fight on the ground, my orders as cut assign me to the Lieutenant Colonel directly to use as he sees fit. The Admiral of course could over ride that but the Hereford was designed for the Marines from the get go. It can act in Air/Space superiority rolls but it really shines in ground support."

When the subject of his arrival came up he looked sheepish "Sorry about that Sir, it was a last minuet decision to fit a cloak and send us on this mission. Regs call for at least 300 hours of shake down for the cloak but it was a tight scheduled we were on 294 this morning. technically I'm still on 299, I had planed to hang out for a little bit before the problems. I will have a full report in place for you tonight, do I have permission to copy in the Admiral and the Captain. I would also like to conference with ships Engineering and the Science Officer see if we can work out exactly what the interaction was?"
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 76 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 11:11
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Meg (msg # 61):
 Meg looked over to Taeko as he approached. "Yes, please join us, Commander." She reached over and entered a few commands into the OPS console. "If anything deviates at any of our consoles, I will receive audio notification of the deviation."

Taeko has spoken from near his station his face and voice friendly.
he seems to have relaxed now the captain is back on the bridge.
"I am afraid I heard your conversation."
"If you were willing I would be interested in joining your Tai Chi Meditation Exercises, they run very close to my own."
"As to music I have flute and Boran in my quarters and would enjoy playing with some one".
"I am afraid it is not Japanese, my interest is more into the Old British isles Folk areas."

"Philosophy if you are interested I can show you Japanese perceived wisdom". Taeko shrugs. Some of it may not suit your way of thinking.""
Taeko bows slightly seeming slightly embarrassed at being so forward in his speech
Chamille 'Shimmer' O'Connor
 player, 48 posts
 Chief Science Officer
 Fascinating!
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 16:41
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
"That is a lot of writing..." she said thoughtfully, but looked undeterred. "Well, there will be a lot of time in the Delta Quadrant for me to read. At least I won't run out of new material." She smiled good naturedly at the gynoid.

She considered for a moment, then saw an opportunity. She motioned to the newly approached Commander Tanamuko, obviously an indication that he was her example. "The reason stereotypes are not well received is, for the most part, because many species in the Federation, humans included, have deep roots in culture that is not planet wide, and there are long histories of stereotypes causing far more harm than good. For example, Commander Tanamuko here is from the region of Japan. It is obvious how much he cares for the heritage of his unique culture and traditions, but they are limited to the relatively small island country of Japan. I, on the other hand, am named after people from the country of Ireland. Another small island country on the other side of the earth. Completely different from Japan in about every way you could imagine, from social structure to early government, from cuisine to mythology, from religion to music.

"And yet in the early part of the 20th century, both of our peoples were subject to extreme but very different prejudices and hatred based on cultural stereotypes and the actions of our countrymen. Very negative stereotypes. The Japanese people who had made their homes in America were interned and made prisoners in their own land, because the country of their origin had attacked American soil. They were brutalized, demeaned, their culture torn apart by the actions of people they had left behind. For the Irish, they were seen as lazy, drunken bafoons who could do nothing right, and many who had come to the new world looking for opportunities to expand and find peace away from their wartorn homes were actively shunned and turned away by others, seen as a plight on society because of their tendancies to have large and religious families.

"We are talking merely a few hundred years ago that Earth finally accepted that humans were humans, for the most part, and the simple evolutionary differences like the colour of our skin and the shape of our faces didn't matter. Stereotypes and the mocking of culture held sacred were and still are in many places used to spread fear and misconceptions about a people, despite that by some points of view they may hold roots in the truth. And earth's story is hardly unique. While humans may be relatively young to the new age of space travel and open world thinking, races all over the galaxy have history with the same issues. Class structures, cast systems, regional affiliations, religious beliefs... It isn't that people don't like to be reminded of their cultures. It is that their cultures are extremely varied even among their own kind. And to be lumped in with one single race assumption despite our, to us, obvious differences can be seen by many as insensitive or insulting, especially when coming from someone who has no direct experience with these cultural differences. It reminds them of old wounds more than it does a celebration of differences."


She shrugged and chuckled, looking up at the Commander. "I hope you dont mind me using you as an example, Commander. I simply thought it a fitting one for the moment. Sorry to be so long winded."

She snickered at the idea of Ode to Flag Officers, thinking that one would be far more approrpriate. High ranking officials was not a culture and everyone not a high ranking official loved to privately comment about the brass in their own way. "True musicians can tell the difference as well. I can always tell the difference. Synthesized music just doesnt... have the same heart as someone pulling the strings. Isn't it a bit strange? Music carries within its natural form slight imperfections, wavers and subtleties that make it better. More... alive. If you would like, I can teach you how play the violin and the piano by hand rather than just by synthesis. You can feel the difference for yourself."

She smiled in an almost comforting manner. "I will be happy to do whatever I can. While I would say that perhaps a councilor  might be a better option for exploring such philosophic topics, Im going to stop myself. Often times when it comes to personal discovery, it isnt a professional that you need. Merely a friend to give you another point of view. And i would be happy to be that."

She turned back to Taeko. "Of course, Commander. You are welcome to join us anytime you wish for Tai Chi and meditation in the morning. I usually book it for O-four hundred hours until O-six hundred. Plenty of time left over for a sonic shower and breakfast before shift change. As for music, I wouldn't mind a playing partner sometime. A flute and a violin... interesting. Maybe we could try some of Meg's written scores. That would be fun."
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 77 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 17:02
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Chamille 'Shimmer' O'Connor (msg # 66):


 She shrugged and chuckled, looking up at the Commander. "I hope you dont mind me using you as an example, Commander. I simply thought it a fitting one for the moment. Sorry to be so long winded."

Taeko waves it off, "yes considering I was raised in a house that traces the family back to almost the beginning of Japans Identity". "And still abides by the codes of Bushido and Shinto". "You are correct in what you say".
"My honoured parents were most startled when my tastes in music surfaced"
" I have found the Music of ancient Britain and the music of that place up the last great wars that bought us to our beginning of Warp Drive
"

>>>>>>>>> She turned back to Taeko. "Of course, Commander. You are welcome to join us anytime you wish for Tai Chi and meditation in the morning. I usually book it for O-four hundred hours until O-six hundred. Plenty of time left over for a sonic shower and breakfast before shift change. As for music, I wouldn't mind a playing partner sometime. A flute and a violin... interesting. Maybe we could try some of Meg's written scores. That would be fun."<<<<<<<<<<<<

Taeko inclines his head in acknowledgement, and bows slightly in respect
Thank you for the invitation, that would be most accommodating, we shall see where our shift Patterns meet. As to music it would be most interesting to play tunes written so recently in time, the flute may suit , I am not sure the bodhrán would though, it seems to have been an instrument that was almost totally of the British isles
Meg
 player, 61 posts
 Operations Management
 Lieutenant
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 17:42
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Meg smiled at both the other officers who were engaged in conversation with her and listened intently to what they had to say. The both had a very interesting perspective. She nodded along with Shimmer's welcome of Taeko into what was now a Tai Chi group. "I am interested in all sorts of music, Commander Takamuko. Folk music is interesting to me as it helps me understand a little bit about the underlying culture. Or at least what they like. Particularly when there are sung words in the music. I do wonder how many others aboard this vessel play musical instruments. Music seems to be a common thread through most cultures across the galaxy. There is little doubt we will discover new cultures with new musical tastes as we explore the Delta Quadrant."

She also considered the words on things to do with different races and difference species. "Thank you for sharing your perspective, Shimmer. I generally try not to offend anyone by my actions or my artistic expression. Perhaps I should request more opinions on whether something could be considered offensive before I publish my works. I will have to consider that in the future." She paused. "I noticed that you did not respond to my joke about needing a medical doctor for breast augmentation. Was that offensive or just poorly timed? Or not funny? I so often have difficulty with humor."

Meg regarded Taeko after Shimmer had used her as an example. "I am curious, Commander, when I greeted you with a bow during our crew meet and greet, was that improper? And do most people inherently understand when something they produce or say or do could be construed as offensive? Or is it a difficult thing for everyone to determine?"

She nodded at Shimmer's offer to teach her to play violin or piano. "I am already able to play both violin and piano, though I use synthesized musical programs to hear what I write so that I can make adjustments where necessary. Sometimes what I hear in my head isn't the same as what I hear from the synthesizer. However, I would like to watch your technique and compare your playing of a piece with my own. Each individual musician has subtle differences in the way they do things, and it is these subtle differences that I find most interesting."

She looked back over to Taeko. "I would like to write some music that uses the bodhrán so that you can play something new with it. Perhaps we can all listen to a synthesized version of my creation at our Tai Chi session, and you can offer your opinion then? I will add a third instrument at the least. I will consider what might go best with what you two are able to play. A different voice but one that will not overpower. Perhaps a bassoon or a cello."
Taeko Takamuko
 player, 79 posts
 Lt Commander Takamuko
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 18:57
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Meg (msg # 68):
 Meg regarded Taeko after Shimmer had used her as an example. "I am curious, Commander, when I greeted you with a bow during our crew meet and greet, was that improper? And do most people inherently understand when something they produce or say or do could be construed as offensive? Or is it a difficult thing for everyone to determine?"<<<<<<

Taeko considers his words before speaking them.
"In Japan there like so many other things complexities over such things".
"it is usual to greet one who's standing you do not know with a slight courtesy bow".
"If you knew the rank or standing of the person the bow differs according to that persons station."
"When you bowed I took it as one offering courtesy, and welcome,"
" I do not expect people to follow my codes that would be most impolite and wrong of me to do so.

Taeko considers, and adds
The computer might have a copy of the Art of bowing
https://www.tofugu.com/japan/bowing-in-japan/
he turns slightly and checks his screen
Richard Jericho
 player, 28 posts
 Commander
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 21:42
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
"It has been a pleasure Ambassador, please stay on the bridge as long as you like. But if you will excuse me I really should get back to my duties, perhaps we can speak again later possibly in seven forward or the observation lounge." Jericho then returns to his chair and begins looking over the current data being relayed fro engineering and other systems.

So far the bridge crew seemed to be adapting well to each other, judging by the conversations taking place around him.

"Mr. Peterson, at current speed, what is the estimated time to arrival at the rendezvous coordinates. We wouldn't want to keep the the Magellan and the Rabin waiting."
Walter Peterson
 player, 26 posts
 Human Lieutenant
 Head Conn USS Hyperion
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 22:21
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
Walter was relaxing a bit in the chair, listening to the conversations nearby.  It was good to hear them, a bit of eavesdropping perhaps but in his mind it was more information gathering.  But he perked up when Commander Jericho asked him about the rendezvous point.  Tapping a few buttons he turned to face the captain.

"We're looking at about 4 hours and fifteen minutes sir," he replied then crossed his arms in thought and smiled.  "Just in time for dinner it looks like."
Meg
 player, 63 posts
 Operations Management
 Lieutenant
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 01:00
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Bridge]

Meg nodded at Taeko's response. "That is exactly how I meant it, Commander. An attempt to be courteous in a way that you will appreciate, and an attempt to respect the traditions of your culture. I already have access to books and articles written on etiquette, as well as Starfleet's manual on it. However, written words are different than face-to-face instruction, and hearing a response to a person that you greeted in such a manner provides different information as well. Thank you for the explanation, Commander."
Bianca Ssussunriyh
 player, 27 posts
 El-Aurian
 Ambassador / Diplomat
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 01:15
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
"Four hours?" Bianca winced and stood up, pushing the jumpseat back into its wall panel. "In that case, I need to find a more comfortable chair; this one won't do at all."
Walter Peterson
 player, 27 posts
 Human Lieutenant
 Head Conn USS Hyperion
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 01:41
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
In reply to Bianca Ssussunriyh (msg # 73):

Walter tilted his head at the ambassador's wincing.  "Well, with the captain's permission, we could always speed.  Haven't pushed a ship like this beyond Warp 5 since the War."
Bianca Ssussunriyh
 player, 28 posts
 El-Aurian
 Ambassador / Diplomat
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 02:10
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
"I'm not averse to the notion, Lieutenant," Bianca replied. "But it's not my decision to make. And let me point out that schedules can be just as disrupted by someone's arriving early, as by their arriving late."
Mavrik
 player, 48 posts
 Male Orion Counsellor
 How can I make you feel?
Mon 13 Jun 2016
at 06:46
Re: Day One: Operation Outreach
[Observation Lounge]

Mavrik returned to Rigel-watching, to his own contemplations, until finally the Hyperion turned and the star slid slowly out of his field of view. After a while, he realised that the Hyperion had not, in fact, left immediately for the Delta Quadrant, it had only left Starbase One. He still had hours yet before they left Federation space (which was mostly in the Outer Dark anyway). Perhaps he should visit the Bridge after all.