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Darklis frowned at the ‘all of the above’ and sighed. She knew that people were complex. Groups were generally not. “So as a general rule blood is thicker than water,” she said aloud but was thinking more aloud. “I wonder if we might know who the leaders are. Are they related?” It was evident that she was getting into the flow of it. What was not so evident was that underneath she had her opinions, that it was likely more blood related, but then how did they rule? “Generally regarding Romulan splinter groups, do they have a higher likelihood of clan or power aspirations to keep them together?”
- Darklis

“Depending if they are all of one clan. They can either be one or the other, or both. We need to find out more about the leaders behind this group.”

~Dr. T’Pris

Darklis just nodded at that. “Tell me about yourself,” she asked, leaning forward, elbows on the table. “Do you come from a large family? Do you have reunions? A barbeque? Um .. ” .. she thought there that most Vulcans were vegetarians, “Corn on a barbie is great. Uh, barbeque.” DC was from a quite extended family. Was T’Pris?
- Darklis

T’Pris blinked at the sudden question, her mind switching gears.
“No, I only have my mother and my son Adrian who is serving on the USS Asimov as an intern. Vulcans do not have ‘barbecues’ per se. Though we do share meals together with close family and friends. I take it you come from a large family?” She asked in turn as she wondered what it would be like to have experienced a large family. Her own father had passed away as had her mother’s second husband.

“That must be sooo quiet,” Darklis commented with widened eyes.

For the first time she pondered how this had affected her mother. Her mother was a typical Vulcan, strong in the practices of Surak but she had never made her daughter feel less for own mental difficulties. Perhaps surviving such loss as she had, her mother experienced compassion toward her? Her mother had also been nothing but accepting toward Adrian as well though he was half human. She just seemed to accept life as it was.

~Dr. T’Pris

Where did she begin? “My parents have seven siblings between them. I have 28 first cousins alone between both sides of the family. And we all live in the same region. In our house there are four generations usually hanging about, no less than a dozen at any day for an evening meal. Take in birthdays and occasions that always constitute a party of some sort well, there are a lot of people. And everyone likes to talk. Honestly it drives me crazy when I try to go to sleep and there’s not a hum of voices in the background. This ship has a crew of 55. That’s a small birthday party for me all in one yard and house and everyone doing their thing. It’s crazy. It’s chaotic. It’s loud. It’s food everywhere.” She shrugged and gestured the same with her hands. “But it’s family.”
- Darklis

T’Pris blinked as she tried to envision what Darklis was describing. “Chaotic yes, the ship must be so quiet for you in comparison.”

~Dr. T’Pris

“It is.” She brushed her hair back in a way that suggested it was an anxious thought. “I don’t do well in isolation. I admit that I like this layout of the science lab. All one big room. Everyone doing things and chatter and movement.” She gave a nervous quick smile. “I guess that kinda flies in the face of the way you operate. Me, I am either in my cabin with the doors open hoping someone might visit or I’m in the mess hall.” And I’m the black sheep of the family who left.
- Darklis

T’Pris gave Darklis a small smile, “I have become accustomed to serving aboard ship or among humans so it does not bother me now. At the beginning of my career it was… more of a challenge.” She finished dryly.

~Dr. T’Pris

Bump it back on the boards

~Dr. T’Pris

OOC: Thanks .. back in the land of the not crazy ..
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“Do you like flowers?” she asked. “Plants, as in having them around you?” She knew this was yet another quick change in topic, or, well, realized that as soon as she said it. Really, was she that scattered in mind to flit from one flower topic to another. Well, maybe she was. Okay, she was. Her family couldn’t keep to one topic with multiple discussions going on and people entering into others seemingly at a whim. “Yeah, I know .. I’m all over. Talk in my house was like driving a traffic circle. Rarely were you on one track too long.”
- Darklis

T’Pris blinked, the change of topic did surprise her for a moment but having served as a Counselor for a short time she was used to a certain amount of disjointedness in conversation.
“I enjoy plants, yes. While on Earth I had several in my apartment that I gave away before I left.”

~Dr. T’Pris

“Do you think we should have a bunch of flowers and plants here in the lab?” She shrugged. “Maybe some experimental. Maybe some to just .. brighten the place up. It looks so much like a .. a .. lab, you know?” DC looked intrigued. “What did you have?” she asked.
- Darklis