Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) in Putting on a Logical Top Hat (Tag XO)

Posted by Lieutenant Symar (Chief Medical Officer) in Putting on a Logical Top Hat (Tag XO)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) in Putting on a Logical Top Hat (Tag XO)
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“You’re in safe hands Commander,” Symar replied, raising his hands in the traditional position on the face to initiate a mind-meld. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Symar intoned the ritualistic phrasing, “My mind to your mind, your thoughts to my thoughts.” Within seconds, the two were sharing vivid images. Romulas, approximately 75 years ago, a small child sitting alone in a study, deep in an ancient tome on the historical connections between the Vulcans and Romulans. He is enthralled, but seems to be holding the book close to him, as if hiding it from prying eyes…

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

T’Aria sucked in a self-assuring breath and closed her eyes, slowly lowering her mental barriers. His words eased her, but the visions sparked curiosity and confusion. Where had he taken her? The room was dimly lit, assembled from stone that trapped her in its cold and foreboding embrace. Was this Vulcan? She sensed dampness in the air clashed with her memory of an arid, dust-filled warmth. And the rock. It was ashen and composed, unlike the rusted clay that formed her family home.

Her eyes wandered for mere heartbeats before landing on the young, tome-engrossed boy. T’Aria peered through narrowed eyes at the script adorning its front, but his hands veiled all but ‘Romulans’. Was he Romulan? She considered calling to him, but she knew that might serve only to startle him. He seemed deeply taken by this book… and its protection.

Instead, she shot Symar a telling glance and made a calm, tender-footed approach.

— T’Aria

“Hello,” T’Aria announced her precense and halted several metres from the boy. He was as unfamiliar to her as she was to him, and she had no intention of alarming him nor violating his space. She pondered her next words carefully. “May I join you?”

— T’Aria

“The times, they are a-changin’.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-

T’Aria quirked a curious eyebrows, but any trace of surprise or concern by the boy’s premonition was quickly purged. “Hmm…” she moved to sit beside him, “how are they changing?”

— T’Aria

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