Posted by Ensign Valleea (Doctor) in Lounge

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Marishka (CIO) in Lounge

Posted by Ensign Valleea (Doctor) in Lounge

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Silence followed the question as Valleea chose to gaze out of the window. It was a valid question, if complicated. “Well, my decision to leave Krios Prime to pursue the rest of my medical training on Earth was met with hostility. After that I knew it didn’t matter what I did because it was not what they approved of. I left anyway and so I can’t actually tell you what they think, because we’ve not spoken since then and it’s been five years now. I’m certain I’m still a great disappointment to the House of Katee though, so one could say I got my wish for freedom.” Even years and a seeming lifetime of events later, Valleea could almsot feel the intensity of their reaction to her choosing to leave. It was almost an invisible weight that shifted her posture ever so slightly.

Ensign Valleea, Doctor

So it would seem Marishka and Valleea were kindred spirits in some way.

“Yes, nobody in my family approved either which just drove me to succeed in Star Fleet. We spoke very rarely after I left. About nine years ago, perhaps a bit more, I had occasion to go back to Qonos. I thought everything was going along quite well but I was completely dishonored and my father just stood there and let it happen. My mother said nothing but why would she? The attention wasn’t on her. We haven’t spoken since.”

Marishka realized she was being vague but didn’t quite know how to explain the situation any further without becoming even more angry than she was. This anger took her by surprise. Though the dishonor was a distant memory, her family’s betrayal apparently was not. She could feel her jaw setting and her green ringed eyes blazing. She motioned the waiter over and requested something harder to drink.

-Marishka

Her grey eyes took Marishka in and nodded, knowing exactly how the other woman appeared to be feeling. She knew the anger all too well. “I’ll have what she’s having,” Valleea told the server.

Taking in the intelligence officer, she was thoughtful, despite her fluctuating emotions. “Well, their loss, right?” she said, trying to keep the bitterness out of her words and not fully succeeding.

Ensign Valleea, Doctor

The young Ensign, serving as waiter, brought over a large tray. It contained several bottles with appropriate serving glasses.

“Good evening Docter, Lieutenant.” the young blonde woman addressed them formally, “I’m not certain what you require so please, better safe than sorry. Choose one and I’ll take the rest away.”

Marishka eyed the bottles and the woman before it came to her.

“You’re Mary Smith right? We met the other night when I was having a drink with the Counselor.”

The young woman looked down, her green eyes unable to meet the Lieutenant’s.

“Yes ma’am. I’m that Mary. But my name isn’t Smith, that was a clerical error. My twin brother and I are very happy to have it fixed. I’m Mary Jameson ma’am.” she explained.

Marishka leaned forward and took a tall bottle and read the label carefully.

“This will do just fine. Kitarian brandy is smoother than you would expect. Thank you very much Mary.” she said dismissing the woman politely.

Marishka poured for herself and Valeea.

“You’re right, it is their loss. I’ve gone on to have quite and interesting life. So here’s to family. May they be well… Far away.” she said before taking along drink of the brandy.

-Marishka