Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Captain Briony of Krios (CO) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Captain Briony of Krios (CO) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Captain Briony of Krios (CO) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade

Posted by Captain Briony of Krios (CO, LOA until 2018/5/23) in Dinner with the Doctor on the Promenade
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Briony was so often stoic, especially if she was working, but the Doctor seemed to pull out the more relaxed side of her. It seemed like they would become good friends. She finished her bite of stew and nodded. “I actually grew up on the stuff. Krios exported the little guys live to the Klingon Empire. I suppose that isn’t technically right. We were technically under their rule and they liked to remind us from time to time. Not our most glamorous export, but it kept the Klingons from being overly mean. I used to gross out academy class mates by eating them in whatever manner I chose.”

Briony, Co

“The Klingons are certain authoritarian people.” Odraavi mused, no sense of racism within her words. Nor, was there any harsh nature. After all, one of her greatest friends had been a Klingon hybrid. “It sounds like the mainstream dish of Krios.” Nisihe chuckled, “I cannot say that I know all too much of the people or the planet Krios, itself. If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly is it like there? Culturally speaking, or really whatever you feel comfortable saying.”

Odraavi
CMO

“I only really remember what it was like as a child. Everyone seemed pretty at peace though that changed whenever a Klingon contingent had come to inspect the goods so to speak. We were normal folk with normal lives; farmers, tradesmen and the like. We were a far cry from the sophistication and technological advances of the Federation but I think that was in part due to our occupation by Klingons and our less than ambitious way of life. My mother was a doctor. My father was a farmer. He died when I was young and my mother feared being a toy for the Klingons. There was one I remember came by my home regularly. She always seemed so frightened of him. So we escaped, traveled the galaxy until I was an older teenager, and then moved to Earth.”

Briony, CO

“‘Ultimately we know deeply that the other side of every fear is freedom.’” Nisihe murmured, mostly to herself, the explanation having reminded her of the words once spoken by a human named> Mary Ferguson. Shaking her head, she brushed away the soft words, tapping her fingers thoughtfully against the hard surface of the Resturaunt table. “During this time of escape, and into your years upon Earth, did you and your mother withold the practicrs, traditions and ceremonies of the Kriosian culture?” She spoke in such a manner that was open to Briony, as of declaring that any or no answer was more than enough. Nisihe had always been unable to quench her own curiosity, which often led her to asking such questions that may have been uncomfortable for the recipient. Doing her best to tread carefully with such manners, she hoped the Captain was not offended by such a query. After all, she didn’t desire to piss off the Captain, within the first few days of working under her.

CMO

Briony found she liked that saying and nodded to it. To a certain extent, she lived it last year, embodied the concept. However, the Doctor had no way of knowing that. Briony ate her food without any negative feelings towards the doctor for inadvertently bringing up something that was uncomfortable to recollect. It was something she knew she would have to work through on her own and in time. Having been in a relationship with a Counselor had its privileges.

“I would say mostly. It was hard to do some things when we were in the middle of an operation for our Captain. She found passage off Krios with a fairly well off merchant, gambler, scoundrel. Great guy though he liked to pretend otherwise. We stayed with them until moving to earth. In exchange for her medical expertise on risky missions, we got a free and fairly safe life. It’s not exactly the most conducive to a peaceful, ritualistic and musical society, but my mother was able to do most things with me.”

Briony, CO

Nisihe smiled, softly. She rested her elbows upon the table, her hands bent to form a cradle that was big enough for her to rest the base of her chin against it. This was a stand that embodied her curiosity and intent upon listening to the Captain, as she explained her experiences -at least pieces of them- to the young Betazoid. She found that it was pleasant to know some about Briony, for that made her less of an enigma to Odraavi.

“At least you had the opportunity. Spending time with your mother and participating in such things together, despite the hardships that came of the beginning, is incredible for the mind. Both in a medical and psychological perspective.” She mused, thinking to herself. She chose her following words carefully, for she wasn’t allowing her telepathy to go further than her own personal being. “I assume you and your mother speak regularly?”

Odraavi
CMO

Briony smiled a genuine smile of warmth and light that she didn’t often show. “Yes. My mother is a wonderful person. She can be frustrating as all parents can be, but she makes up for it with her intelligence, kindness, compassion and support. San Francisco is lucky to have her as one of their many talented doctors. Even in a city filled with Star Fleet’s elite, she shines like the North Star....ITs a very beautiful and unusually brilliant light in the night sky named Polaris. It’s famous for holding nearly still in Earth’s sky while the entire northern sky moves around it.”

Briony, CO

Odraavi could not hide the look of warmth from her face. She found this relationship between a roomy and her mother to be rather beautiful- a rarity among those who found themselves to be in such testing places as was Starfleet. “She must be very proud to have a daughter who has come so far. Then again, judging by her place in San Francisco’s medical tiers, I would assume it runs in the family.” Odraavi somewhat envied her apparent relationship with her mother, but it was a mild, quickly passing thing. She found that Briony was truly, undeniably, lucky. “Polaris? Yes. Perhaps she is also like the North Star for being a stone in your life, a guide.. that is, if I am reading into this correctly.”

Odraavi
CMO

“You are. My mother always had such an understanding of me as a person. She knew when being a part of a rebellious crew was starting to negatively impact me. She knew when I was stifling among my peers in school and she knew when to push me to join Star Fleet. She knew it would be the best thing for me. We are so very different. She is effusive. I am not. She is impulsive except in work. I am not impulsive anytime. But.... we both follow our guts. She taught me that. What about you and your family?”

Briony, CO

“Sometimes, the best lessons are taught my the people who hold a personality so opposite of your own, that it simply makes sense.” She observed, smiling towards the CO as she took a few seconds to visualize how that must have been.

“Mine? Oh,” She thought about how to put this. “I was born in space, so it would be no surprise to say that both of my parents are Starfleet Officers.. sort of. My father, a tactical officer, had a lot of issues with the Command, and often found himself in a state of condemnation. My mother, an intelligence officer and far too loyal, decided to stay with him every step of the way, which often taxed her vivid personality and logical mind.” She shook her head, “Oddly enough, we never once visited Betazed.. it was as if the place was under some kind of curse by them. It was quite amusing, really, to see their responses whenever I would ask about it. But in all actuality, my father was the wildcard that my mother risked her life to choose. Unlike other people, I cannot say I learned as much from my parents, as I did those stubborn officers of the Retribution.”

Nisihe didn’t come from a family of medical officers, nor even one that was respectable by most people’s standards. However, she hadn’t allowed the tainted blood of their history impact her future. In fact, it appeared as if she were unbothered by the idea that her father had always been a delinquent and her mother was just the rebel’s wife. If anything, it brought her amusement. Odd enough, as that was.

Odraavi
CMO

Briony considered this very interesting perspective. “Learning is not always learning something good or bad. Sometimes its just becoming enlightened in a way that you or other people never expected. You would say you didn’t learn much from your parents, but obviously their choices in life had an impact on you. You did not become just a daughter of a wildcard, you became a respected physician and a necessary brick in the wall that is this starbase. You didn’t choose their path because you learned something you did not like and did not want to be. I suppose in that respect they taught you a lot.”

Briony, CO

“I suppose you’re right,” Odraavi spoke quietly, offering a small scoff-like chuckle. “Maybe if I hadn’t spent so much time realizing what could go wrong, I might have followed a far different path. One might suppose you can say the Universe has a funny way of working out like that. Or, you could say it is simply intuition.” She thought for a second, “Their decisions and their actions reflected poorly on themselves, making them out to be a couple of very little respect. My father was dishonorably discharged, and my mother chose to go with him. Maybe it was one of this things that was simply, ‘I don’t want to live like that,’ so.. I didn’t.”

Dr. Odraavi