Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Making Visions Substantial

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Making Visions Substantial

Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Making Visions Substantial
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Sharah had an idea. She’d had it for awhile, but she’d never quite followed through with it. It wasn’t a big deal really, or anything that hadn’t been done before. For her though, it was huge. Accepting a little part of herself, allowing it to be her normal. She had one problem though. She had these two magnificent paintings in her room and she didn’t want them damaged. She was sure she could have asked Charles, but she wanted to do this herself. Show them both the end result after.

Sharah knew who to ask though. It was hard to get away on her own. Yavia and Charles had this ‘every night is date night’ mantra. Sharah adored them for it. She made an appointment for where she needed to go. Sharah moved some appointments around and took her lunch to go to Turner’s gallery. Surely he knew all about caring for and protecting artwork. If Sharah was lucky she might find a couple of pieces for the hospital as well. Helaky had mentioned changing some of the art work in the lobbies.

So early afternoon found Sharah entering the gallery that she had only visited by pure chance and accident. That was only a couple of days after the protest, before she had become so depressed. It occurred to her now how often she had run into Charles, and even Yavia, outside of work then. She chuckled softly, the universe knew better than she did. She walked up to the door and pressed the button beside the door.

Sharah

Franklin Turner, the distinguished human who ran the gallery that bore his name, opened the door with a smile. “Dr. Fayth. Welcome. C’mon in.” he said and ushered her inside. “I was surprised to hear from you, actually. And curious. What can I do for you?” He didn’t take her to an office or anywhere other than straight inside. The place was ready for an exhibition, but all the pieces were shrouded under white cloth.

Turner, Turner Gallery

Sharah stepped through the door and slightly out of the way. Seeing all the white cloth, she didn’t offer to wander or look. “Thank you, Mr Turner.” Sharah had no idea if Charles had told Turner about them or not, but either way she would proceed as if she didn’t know the secret…or that she did? “Well I have a question concerning the Anonymous painting I received from your gallery.”

Fayth

Turner’s eyebrows arched in surprise. “Oh really? That was a long time coming… but I am happy to help. What’s your question?”

Turner

Sharah grinned, not the question he was expecting probably. “Well I’ve moved recently. It’s still sitting in the crate because my living arrangements are quite humid, and I’m afraid it will damage the piece. I have two paintings actually, the other was given to me by a friend. And since your business is art, I was hoping you might tell me how to protect them.”

Fayth