<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Arik Soong<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Starfleet Academy, his old office<br/><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/>Arik gently placed several books into the box that sat upon his desk. His eyes glanced over each one as they were placed in, knowing he would have more limited room on the Starship than he did here, even if the Captain's quarters tended to be larger than what he was used to in his previous positions.<em>The Big Sleep</em>and<em>The Long Goodbye</em>were both added to the box, old crime noir novels he'd taken an interested in in recent years, finding their intriguing early 20th century flair quite entertaining. A Shakespeare compilation went in as well, though Arik was never a huge fan he knew some of his predecessor had quite enjoyed them so he kept them around to go over occasionally to see if his tastes would change as his experiences grew. Reading was... an interesting past time for an Android. He could consume a book electronically in nanoseconds, but, ever since he had activated his emotion chip, there was something else about slowing things down and actually<em>reading</em>a book had an effect on the Android that his own internal logic systems could not explain.<br/><br/>It was things like that - the feeling of reading a book, or the strange... flutter... he felt when he let his emotion chip run a little too high while he was thinking about what his first assignment meant.<em>Nervousness</em>he thought. It was troublesome, at times, but Arik had come to realize small things like this actually helped push him towards the correct choices when his processors would otherwise have preferred to run more simulations on possible outcomes before choosing a course of action.<br/><br/>As he continued to pack he ran through the small internal data store he had collected about his new crew. It was an eclectic bunch to be sure, possibly one of the most diverse crews seen on a Federation Starship. Generally many of the crews were mixed but Earth ships tended to be mostly manned by those from Earth, the Vulcans generally manned their own ships, and so on. Even his own crew of officers was devoid of humans, which Arik found odd after spending so much time on Earth, but he was quite looking forward to the opportunity to learn more about different cultures.<br/><br/>More mementos followed, small things he had in his office - a commendation from the events that led to his rank of Captain, marksmanship awards from his time at the academy, a flower fossil from the first non-Earth world he had set foot on. Arik took his time with things, still having some time before he was due on the ship and wanting to make sure he didn't chose too much to make him look egotistic, or like someone who collected<em>far</em>too many things.<br/><br/>A small gasp left his mouth as he emptied out one drawer, a small piece of cloth with several small bits of metal attached - rank insignia, that of a Lieutenant. They had belonged to the Chief Science Officer of the Thomas Paine, a man that Arik had grown extremely close to, and fond of, often bonding with the man over long discussions on xenobiology or astrophysics, or even what it meant to be human. Out of all of his old crew Arik missed Leon the most, and he quickly added the insignia to the box, a slight frown on his face.