At the word 'military', Mariner makes a bit of a face and wiggles her hand in a sort of 'eh' motion. "We're mostly scientists. Pretty much all scientists. I mean, I studied xenohistory at the Academy, and one of my best friends used to be this hella badass pirate and joined up because she wants to be a scientist. The military stuff is..." The Dominion War flashes before her mind's eye. "...only when we have to. Defensive stuff. We're not, like, going out to conquer other planets. We want to be friends with everyone. Learn from each other. Become more than what we are through that."
Uh-oh, she's gone too far into showing that she actually loves Starfleet and what it's supposed to be, not the meat grinder of war she got shunted into the second she'd graduated. Pull it back, get more sarcastic and disaffected.
"I'm not really one for chains of command, either. Especially since my mom's my captain." She makes a face.
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Uh-oh, she's gone too far into showing that she actually loves Starfleet and what it's supposed to be, not the meat grinder of war she got shunted into the second she'd graduated. Pull it back, get more sarcastic and disaffected.
"I'm not really one for chains of command, either. Especially since my mom's my captain." She makes a face.