<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Kianna_Vox.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lieutenant Kianna Vox (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kianna_Vox)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ten Forward<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-Morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kianna walked into Ten Forward and looked around, before heading to the bar and taking a seat at one of the free stools with a sigh, and lowered her head. Despite all her lifetimes experience she was still nervous. That was the thing about being a joined Trill, the Symbiont gives you the memories of doing things and even the knowledge but the actual experience of doing whatever task was required of you first hand....not so much.  You put an angry Klingon in front of her and she'd fight him tooth and nail to the death without hesitation, but for this, right here, right now she was nervous to the point that she'd gladly take a Borg invasion than the task she was faced with.<br/><br/>When she had found out that she had been promoted to the Chief Security Officer position, to replace the former; she'd felt prideful and happy, who wouldn't be for a promotion right? And she loved being a Security Officer so you'd think it wouldn't be that big of a deal. If someone ordered her to go somewhere and fight someone, she'd do it. If she had to risk her life for someone...no problem, she was a good officer and she'd obey her orders...and that's when it hit her, she wouldn't be taking those orders any more, she'd be the one giving them.<br/><br/>And that was when the nerves had got to her...could she really order other people to risk their lives if necessary? And what if it cost someone their life because she gave them the wrong order at the wrong time? She glanced up and looked at everybody else in the room, all their lives and the safety of the ship was her responsibility now that she was the Security Chief. Of course her inner voice, and 235 years of experience told her she could, he'll she'd even been a Captain once so it should be simple in comparison, alas convincing the 29 year old part of her however was something different. And she was a senior officer now, she'd hadn't had much interaction with the Captain or anyone else from that high in command on the ship before, happy to be a background player and do her job, and now she was part of the centre stage so to speak.<br/><br/>So here she was, in the bar. Maybe a drink would help convince her, or at the very least settle her nerves. Her shift was over and she was free until tomorrow...barring an attack or something, so one little drink wouldn't hurt right?