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The curse of the "red shirt" does not apply to the Special Elite. We have enough to deal with and don't have ensigns anyway.
Communications don’t just answer hails. They come along on teams to translate and relate to other sentient beings, they work with Welfare Psychiatrists to sooth people the crew has rescued, and they make the S&R’s research sound like actual things that actual people do. If Command is the backbone of the Heritage, Engineering the soul, and Science the brain, Communications officers are the heart. They make “the targets” of an op into real people who need to get back to their families or have information vital to other assignment. That’s something very special.

Engineering. The soul of the Heritage. These people love this boat. I mean, everyone loves the Heritage, but to make it in Engineering, you have to have the passion and drive required to polish something to a fine shine, go back and refine it a little bit more, and then stand there and watch as the Captain and orders the helmsman to ram it into the nearest enemy vessel. And there you have to be there afterward to fix her up and whisper that everything will be alright and yell at whoever gave that order because any plan that damages this beauty is a stupid plan.

Data. It is called Data because Star Fleet didn’t like the idea of naming a division “hackers”. But that’s what they are. The Data division is made up of programming and cyber experts who unlock doors remotely, take over starships from cloaked shuttles, and reprogram a transporter control center to beam a group of abused spouses onto a different pad while simultaneously tricking the correct pad into accepting an armed enforcement team because sometimes the Special Elite have to be sneaky.

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