Posted by Lieutenant Siennadye Nox (Counselor) in Holodeck 2- Cooking with the CNS

Posted by Civilian Jerrin Yeceb (Student) in Holodeck 2- Cooking with the CNS
While a part of him was dreading this, Jerrin had to admit to being just a little bit excited. It wasn’t that he was really any good at cooking, but he was certainly better than Vora… his mom. The teen stalled in his tracks as he approached the holodeck and realized that he was doing that less and less: referring to her as Vora. It had been a strange and slow thing, and despite how much he wanted to yell at her, she’d been pretty kind to him, and supportive of his goals. Once they had started talking about the truth, it had gone better, but then things stopped. He couldn’t push, he knew that. And so he said nothing, and stewed. At least this was ten times better than sitting in an office debating about whether they could have real conversations or not.

With a sigh, Jerrin crossed the distance to the doors and stepped in, not entirely sure what to expect.

~Jerrin

When Jerrin walked into the holodeck, he was walking into a living room. The inside was a lovely, warm and inviting home. It was obviously lived in and well loved. The couches had dents from long use. There were pictures of family and friends though curiously, they were blurry and only outlines of happy people could be seen. No faces visible. Paintings were on the walls, medals decorating shelves beside vases full of small flowers. A vast open and arched doorway led to the cool toned kitchen. Muted shades of greys and blacks with splashes of bright and vivid aqua and pastel purple. This was the kitchen of a cook. Everything looked fully stocked and organized. Various kitchen tools and machines lined countertops. A basin sink sat in the middle with a window above looking out at the San Francisco Bay nearby. A massive island sat in the middle with a secondary sink.

Jerrin took a few steps into the space and then stopped, looking around slightly wide-eyed. This was not what he was expecting.

Sienna stood where the kitchen ended and the dining space began, looking out at the Bay. She was relaxed but lost in thought, dressed in a simple and comfortable tunic and leggings. Her feet were bare and her hair was up out of her face in a ponytail. She didn’t look anything like she did on duty. Star Fleet Headquarters sat in the distance, a monument to her life and dedication. Impeding the view ever so slightly, was a massive garden that rolled downhill to a small pool and deck. The deck itself housed another eating area.

It had been so long since Sienna had allowed herself to brave seeing her home again. She almost didn’t recreate it due to fear of the memories it would bring, but fear was rarely a motivator for her. Eventually, she conceded that seeing home would be cathartic and Jerrin had given her a reason to face this particular demon. She had spent most of the day here, taking in the details of her life and letting the emotions be felt as they came. Then, with an hour before Jerrin was to come, she showered, changed and set up the security setting that fuzzied the pictures she loved so much and erased the names on the medals. When she heard him approach, she turned, blinking away her deep thoughts and smiling warmly.

“Excellent. Right on time! Welcome to my home.”

Nox, CNS

He stepped in further, finding himself looking over his shoulders at all the different things in the space, and of course, the view. “San Francisco, right? On Earth?” he said feeling an odd sensation of being almost envious if this was actually what her home looked like.

~Jerrin