Posted by Lieutenant Achilleas Petrakos (Chief Science Officer) in Slumber Party Secrets (Tag Achilleas)

Posted by Lieutenant V’alura Belmont (Scientist on Medical Leave) in Slumber Party Secrets (Tag Achilleas)

Posted by Lieutenant Achilleas Petrakos (Chief Science Officer) in Slumber Party Secrets (Tag Achilleas)
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V’alura hummed, keeping her hands and feet steady as she carried a tray towards the coffee tray. A simple thing, right? Carrying a tray? No so much when you’ve been afflicted by a mysterious disease that saps your strength and makes getting out of bed into an Olympic sport. Of which V’alura would win the gold at this point. Perhaps carrying trays laden with sweet treats and a pitcher of strawberry lemonade would be her next gold metal. Alright, V’alura. . . Final stretch. Careful placement of the feet. Maintain grip on the tray. . . V’alura carefully bent over to set the tray on the flat surface of the coffee table. Success! The crowd roars with cheers!

“Whew!” V’alura righted herself and gave her living quarters one last critical look. She had convinced the nurse that dropped by to check on her to help her hang up some fairy lights and replicate a few extra fuzzy pillows. She’d also replicated a big bowel of popcorn and a second bowl of salted nuts. Thus covering all her sweet and salty bases. Satisfied that everything was ready, she let herself rest for the moment on the couch.

It was a shame Solal declined her invitation for a slumber party. A bridge too far as far as ‘human activities’ went. V’alura debated going the whole nine yards in trying to logically explain the purpose of the party and the positive result it would have but ultimately gave up on that. One must pick their battles and this was one she’d never hope to win. Thankfully there were plenty of other slumber party candidates for her to invite. Achilleas should be here soon. V’alura couldn’t wait to see the slippers he said he had.

V’alura Belmont

Approaching V’alura’s quarters, he held a bag containing a set of freshly cleaned comfortable pajamas and a pair of pink bunny slippers, a thoughtful gift from my sister. Standing by her door, he pondered for a moment whether to announce myself or simply enter. Opting for courtesy, Achilleas pressed the door chime and waited.

Upon receiving her invitation, he stepped in, the bag with pajamas and slippers in hand. “Good evening,” He greeted her with a warm smile. “As promised, I brought some appropriate sleepover attire.” Gesturing to the bag, he continued, “And it looks like it’s going to be a relaxing evening.”

CSO Petrakos

V’alura smiled from her spot on the couch, “Evening, hon, come on in. The restroom is right through that door if you want to change.” She sounded better. Thanks to the breathing treatments she finished right before setting up. Though there was little that could be done for the fatigue if she had to pick one thing to improve then it was talking. V’alura wore a comfortable pair of lime-green shorts that came about mid thigh. Up top she wore a black tank with a green alien head and the words ‘I Believe’. One of many shirts she bought at her trip to Roswell years ago. On her feet she had a pair of super fluffy pink slippers.

“Any movie requests for the evening?”

V’alura Belmont

V’alura’s smile and improved tone of voice reassured him that she was indeed feeling better. He acknowledged her direction towards the restroom with a nod of gratitude. As he entered the restroom to change, he glanced at the bag in his hand. It was a thoughtful gesture from his sister, the pink bunny slippers. He changed into the comfortable pajamas, appreciating their softness against his skin. Slipping into the pink bunny slippers, he couldn’t help but chuckle at their whimsical appearance.

Emerging from the restroom, Achilleas found V’alura comfortably settled on the couch. He returned her smile. “Nice choice of attire,” he complimented her, then pointed to his own slippers. “We’re color matching.”

At her question, he pondered for a moment. “How about a classic comedy? Something light to start the evening?” he suggested, his gaze warm as he settled onto a nearby chair.

CSO Petrakos

V’alura smiled, “Pink bunny slippers, a classic.” She wiggled her own slipper-covered feet, “One classic comedy coming up.” She flicked through her list of movies before settling on one of her all time faves. She put on Legally Blonde and pulled the bowl of popcorn closer to herself to snack the first few bites, “So, this is perhaps my favorite movie ever,” She began, “I hope you don’t mind if I talk during because I know everything there is about this movie.”

Which was not an exaggerated statement. As the movie played V’alura gave background information about the time the movie was set, facts about the production or actors. She stayed quiet during the important bits but towards the end her facts and stories turned more personal. “I was fourteen when I first watched this movie.” She took long pauses between sentences, all the talking slowly catching up to her. “Changed my whole life. Not just because I wore almost exclusively pink for years afterwards. But this movie inspired me to be myself, unapologetically. I didn’t have to a Vulcan or a Human. All I had to be was me.”

She smiled, “This movie was also what inspired me to become a professional actor. Because I wanted to make movies that would inspire other young girls to be themselves.” She wanted every awkward girl or boy who felt like they were caught between cultures or the expectations of others to know that they weren’t alone. That they were enough as they were and they could define themselves.

V’alura Belmont