Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in side sim - Dinner with the Songz’s

Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in side sim - Dinner with the Songz’s

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in side sim - Dinner with the Songz’s
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Sair had family quarters, and though her mother had her own space in guest quarters, Kel spent most of her time here with Koro when they weren’t roaming about the ship.

“Come in,” Sair’s voice called over the comm.

As Shedda entered, there was a small blur followed by Sair whose arms were faster than the blur and swept up the small boy, tossing him over her shoulder as he giggled. “Come on in and make yourself at home in the chaos,” Sair said, exasperation leaching into her tone as she moved over to the sofa and set Koro down.

Shedda stepped in quickly so the door would close before the small blur could decide to race past her and out the door. Shedda grinned, her smile bright against her green complexion. At the moment Sair reminded her of Miss Karra, the aging Ferengi woman who ran the orphanage where Maava was. She didn’t know how the small woman managed to keep up with so many children.

The space was kept mostly tidy, with a dining table and sitting area. Koro’s toys were mostly kept to some baskets on one side, but clearly some had been strewn in a path towards the couch. Sair had attempted to decorate but it was mostly just some soft throws on the couch and arm chair, a colourful rug in greens and blue under a round wood coffee table and a few fake plants dotted about the place.

The toddler had brown hair that was parted away from his eyes by the gentle forehead ridge that intersected his hairline. He sat there with an impish grin as she gazed at Shedda with dark blue eyes.

Meanwhile, Sair had changed out of her work ‘uniform’ into a pair of dark grey leggings and a loose stretchy tunic in a dark green. She set a stack of plates on the table and turned back to the XO. “Shedda, this is Koro. Koro, this our first officer and my friend, Shedda,” she said making sure to pronounce the name clearly for her son. Koro just gazed at the newcomer with curiosity and maybe a tiny bit of apprehension.

~Sair & Family

Shedda moved toward the couch where Koro was sitting, but stopped near another chair, letting him have his space seeing the small amount of apprehension. She was glad that she had opted to change out of her uniform - be more casual. She knelt down, rather than bend over, so she was at his eye level. “Hello Koro,” she spoke clearly, not sure how used to the UT the boy might be and give him time to process what she was saying. “I am happy to meet you.”

Mal’athar, XO

The boy gazed at her intently, as if studying Shedda, before he broke into a tiny smile. “Hello,” he said in Federation Standard before looking to his mother. Sair nodded.

“Koro is absorbing languages like a sponge and I never know which he’ll start talking in,” Sair said, planting her hands on her hips. She was tired, but still very much looking forward to a casual dinner.

Shedda grinned at the little boy. “That is wonderful, Koro. One day you might be a linguist.” Shedda said it slowly. “That is someone who learns lots of languages.” The UT accounted for a lot of the work these days, but Shedda had always been thankful for having a linguist on her archology teams.

The deep brown eyes of the boy intensified for a moment before Koro said, “Ling- wist.” He gaze looked momentarily uncertain and he waited to see of he got it right.

Shedda smiled and nodded at the little boy, “Very good. Linguist,” she repeated again one more time, clearly for him. She glanced around at the few toys and bins. “You have lots of toys, Koro. Which one is your favorite?”

Koro gave a tiny grin and hopped off the sofa, moving towards a group of building blocks that had trickled their way under the coffee table. “Blocks!”

Shedda couldn’t help the grin on her face as Koro grinned at her and announced his prized possession. “Those are very fine blocks. What will you build with something so wonderful?”

“My mother will be back in a minute. But anything you feel like eating, or conversely, anything you can’t eat? I do aim to not poison my dinner guests,” Songz said with a smirk.

~Sair Songz, CNS

Shedda laughed, a low rich sound and her eyes danced. She stood to look at Sair, “I am so sorry.” She took a deep breath to calm the amusement. “Being asked is so refreshing. The cook in the mess is such a tyrant. You get whatever he ‘knows’ you want. It’s scary how accurate he is. I have never seen him be wrong, but I will never, ever admit that to him. So don’t say anything.” Shedda grinned like she might like annoying the man. “But to answer your question, I have no allergies, and I love trying new foods. So whatever you are making, I am sure I will enjoy.”

Shedda

Sair grinned. “Making is a strong word for the replicator cooking dinner, but we’ll go with it. Today was a lot and I think comfort food is on the agenda,” she said as she moved over to the replicator.

The door slid open and another Kobliad walked in. Shorter than Sair, she was older with dark auburn hair, similarly narrow eyes and the same mouth and cheekbones. She was trim and looked exceptionally fit. Taking in Shedda, the woman gave a light smile. “Hello, you must be Commander Mal’athar,” she said, bowing her head. “I’m Kel, Sair’s mother.”

~Sair & family

Shedda bowed forward slightly from the waist, “It is my pleasure to meet you, Kel.” Shedda stood back straight and then offered her hand. “Please call me, Shedda. Thank you for having me this evening.” Her words encompassing both women. “What do you make of your trip so far, Kel?”

Shedda

Kel reached out and shook the XO’s hand, though she gave Sair a quick look to confirm and Sair nodded. “It’s been rather extraordinary all told. I find myself learning a lot. Life in space is a lot to digest.”

~Sair & Family

“It is that. I’m not sure even the space boomers of the 22nd century could really digest it all. I think that is what I like most about space. It is so vast that even in routine things there is still a lot to learn.”

Shedda