Posted by Ensign P’Mala Dawes (Doctor) in Post Sim - Check-In with Counselor [tag Ensign Dawes]

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Pilar Halcyone (Counselor) in Post Sim - Check-In with Counselor [tag Ensign Dawes]

Posted by Ensign P’Mala Dawes (Doctor) in Post Sim - Check-In with Counselor [tag Ensign Dawes]

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“I’m sure she’ll talk about smuggling the jewelry in her wooden leg,” P’Mala said. “She told us that one both times she lectured, but she tells it well. Changing the subject a little, how are you feeling about all the changes on ship, Counselor? It must be a little disarming for you, too. I still feel like don’t know what’s happening to me.”

Pilar snickered and said, “I must hear the jewelry smuggling story! And she has a wooden leg? Did she tell you how that happened? I bet she was a resistance fighter.” She said with a thoughtful expression.

P’Mala made a grave expression. “She didn’t tell us how she lost her leg, but I’m sure it had something to do with the resistance. I’m hoping to have lunch with her before I leave the ship. I’m feeling uneasy about leaving, to be honest.”

To address the question about changes, Pilar smiled and said, “That’s normal. To feel like you do. Me, however, I have seen many changes and Academy ships are prone to more changes than other ships in the Fleet. We only get to have the cadets for a few months. It’s hard not to get attached, but you do and it’s hard to see them go in the end. But then we began the cycle all over again.” She shrugged as she took a bite. ” I like change and was quite prepared for it when I was stationed here.”

P’Mala took a bite of soup. “It’s almost like home. There are so many variations on a plomeek soup–I always like to try new things, and why not rice noodles? What do you like with your plomeek?”

-Ensign Dawes, Medical

P’Mala smiled. “I shall have to adapt and take on your attitude. To be honest, I’m a creature of habit like a lot of Vulcans are. It’s funny. People think I’m different than my Vulcan relatives, but I see all the similarities. But you understand Vulcan nature better than most, Counselor.”

“Savid is very....” she paused then said, “Vulcan. He does not like variations of anything. Neither does his family. I conform to their ways when I am with them. Long story. I will have to share it some other time. So unfortunately I do not get to enjoy plomeek like this back at home.”

“Thank you for your compliments!” P’Mala said, tasting another spoonful of soup and noodles. “I love to cook, and replicated food is… not my favorite.”

“I will have to learn these plomeek variations from you so I can shock my husband and my inlaws.” she laughed.

She waved her hand over the table of food. “It’s delicious. I hope Spenser, Perseus, and T’shyri don’t turn out too Vulcan, are opened minded and want to explore customs and practices beyond the culture.”

Halcyone, Counselor

P’Mala looked at Pilar earnestly. “You know, my father is also quite non-traditional in his way, and my mother viewed exploration as an essential part of humanity. I turned how how I did because I was convinced by both of their logic–that being open to different only made me stronger. You have to tell me more about your kids. And about conforming. I try to conform…” she paused. “A lot.”

-Ensign Dawes, medical

Pilar nodded, “It is a female inclination, unfortunately, no matter the species.” she took a bite of her noodles and said, as she slurped a noodle in her mouth, “You know I heard there was a starship that was run by an all-female crew, different species. Isn’t that cool? I would love to be aboard it but I heard it hard to get in because no one ever leaves and there is a waiting list for assignment requests.”

“I can understand why,” P’Mala said. “I wonder if they function better than more traditional ships.”

She continued eating her soup, lost in a thought.

At the part about her kids she said, “Well if you are on Vulcan, in Shikahr, you will have to stop by, visit and see them.” She smiled at her and said, “I never asked you, who is the Vulcan? Your mother or your father? I am also curious if know how they met.”

Halcyone, Counselor

“I would have to say hello, the next time we’re both on Vulcan! As for my parents, they live on the other side of the desert from Shikahr, in the L-langon Mountains,” P’Mala said hurriedly, her voice getting more animated.

“Ah yes, I love the L-langon Mountains. Savid and I spent time there after our marriage ceremony. We stayed at the Harman Garden Cottages and my favorite dining spot there is the L’Jusa Tea House. I am sure you know them.”

“My father, Latok, is the Vulcan and my mother, Samantha, she was one of his former students. They met while he was a teaching assistant at the Shirkar Academy and got together years later. That story.”

“Oh, I love those stories.” Pilar said smiling.

P’Mala smirked. It probably wasn’t the most ethical of ways to meet a spouse, but they were very much in love.

“How so?” She asked, “Unless they didn’t meet years later. Regardless, love rules and conquers all, and because of that they have you.” She presented her arms out in P’Mala’s direction.

“They work together–sociologists,” she continued. “They write books, primarily about esoteric religious practices, as Latok & Dawes. They’re most known for their work on the monestaries of Vulcan. Maybe you’ve heard of them?”

Pilar nodded, “I think I heard Savid going on about your parents! Oh my goodness! I didn’t put it together. Latok and Dawes are your parents!” Pilar laughed excitedly and said “Oh wait till I tell Savid. He isn’t going to believe me. That I am on the same ship as Latok and Dawes daughter.”

She added more noodles to her broth and watched them twist. “For years, they’ve been working on a book about the community around the Shrine of T’Vet. Changing the subject a little, have I asked you about your husband? What does he do? It must be difficult to communicate long-distance with a family.”

-Ensign Dawes, medical

Still coming down from her excitement she said, “Savid is an executive officer on the USS Entente a dreadnought class starship. As you know those types are heavily armored. He was trained as a tactical strategist and weapons expert at the Academy. We also met at the Academy,
I was a first year student and he was in his last year. He didn’t like me at first…a story for another time.”
She nodded, “It is difficult at times. We do have a set time when we have our subspace transmission calls, sometimes with the children, to stay in touch. We always plan our shore leave together so we can spend time with our kiddos.”
She shrugged and said, “I had the option of not enlisting in Starfleet and being a full time mother. You probably don’t know, but I had my oldest daughter while I was in my second year at the Academy.”
She grinned and looked at P’Mala, “But there was no way that was going to happen. Me, being a full time stay at home mom? I didn’t go through Academy training for nothing and besides why should he have all the fun? The children are well cared for by his family. Although I have considered having them stationed here with me, but we will see.”
She moved more noodles into her bowl as she asked, “How about you? Anyone special? You plan on having kids anytime in the future?”

Halcyone, Counselor