Floating-gardens

Star Trek: Odyssey

Aitera / floating-gardens

A've Ennore

Narrator BOT 12-Oct-21 01:31 PM

Most of the Odyssey's crew will recognize the inhabitants of these gardens, but these dragons are full sized, their shadows blocking out the sun as they pass overhead. They live in caves beneath the floating gardens. The gardens themselves are beautiful, filled with flowers that are unknown to Starfleet. Each piece of land has its own unique ecosystem, and is connected by a narrow bridge.

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Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 01:11 PM

*bubbling to the floating gardens Vale now well rested having slept overnight made her way onto the islands. Vine hung on to her now tied back hair weaving itself though it. Velvet had been replaced with tougher leather fit for the hike and fit for what could be taxing times ahead.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 01:25 PM

*Se'ran joined her moments later on the back of what seemed to be a serpentine type dragon. He landed just next to her before getting off and letting the dragon fly off to join it's brothers and sisters.* "Are you ready for your first lesson, commander?"

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Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 01:30 PM

“I am as ready as I will ever be… I hope Ignis can see this too… You have dragons here…” *Vale seemed to be rather distracted till Vine poked her face.* “Yes Of corse.”

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 01:41 PM

"Who is this Ignis you speak of?" *He raised his eyebrow slightly, but he brushed it off rather quickly.* "Nevertheless." *He got a book and opened it, going through the pages and eventually stopping.* "Let us start with a simple shield spell. Not that difficult, but a challenge nonetheless. Are you ready?"

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 01:43 PM

“As ready as I will ever be I think.” *this was completely alien to her but she had to try to work out how everything worked. And she was a betazoid so the truth was the truth.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 01:59 PM

"A promising sound." *He said with a slight nod before showing the page to Vale.* "The hand gestures are listed here, the words here. I have taken liberty to translate them to your preferred notations." *The text was in the standard federation alphabet, seems like he had done his research.* "Try to learn the hand gestures before learning the words, it will halo greatly."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 02:08 PM

*Vale slowly copied the hand gestures from the page like she would learn martial arts moves from a manual. Then Vale spoke the words committing them to memory she then stepped back Vine flattening into her hair and she tried putting both words and hand gestures together. It couldn’t be that easy could it?*

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Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 02:20 PM

*But it was! A simply shield bubble got formed around her as she finished the gestures and words.* "Astounding work. You sure are a quick student."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 02:24 PM

“I learn fast which is not always a good thing. I like to keep my mind busy.” *So was this a shield because of the words or because she on some level had an idea of what the shield should be like. She reached out to touch the shield with a hand.* (edited)

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 03:15 PM

*When she touched the shield, it rippled. A bit like how a stone would ripple a calm pond.* "Let us put that to the test then." *He went to a way more difficult spell, a inverted shield spell. One that would shield someone else instead of yourself.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 03:17 PM

“Er… will this run out in time or should I do something about this?”

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 03:20 PM

*He looked at her.* "Simply invert the spell by either reversing the gestures or words. It is excessive to do both." *He said as he waited for her to undo the spell.* "Or you wait for 12 hours straight."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 03:24 PM

*Vine fainted laughing wile vale reversed the the hand gestures and spoken part of the spell.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 03:50 PM

*And like it appeared, the shield disappeared.* "Now, the next spell. This one requires high focus on the person you wish to shield. The greater the distance, the greater the focus needed. Loose the focus, loose the shield. Understand?"

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 04:00 PM

*This was something Vale thought was easy for a second but then there was the idea of possibly going though the private thoughts of the person she was focusing on which was a problem with her abilities. At least Se’ran had a vulcan like mind so she could avoid most of the problem. She tried the shield spell with the mental aspect reaching out her mind to focus on Se’ran trying to keep it to the colours of his emotions rather than going further.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 04:43 PM

"Focus. You're holding back." *He had his hands behind his back, waiting for her to complete the spell.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 04:47 PM

“I’m a telepath. I don’t want to start going through your mind Accidentally by shifting my focus to you.” *Vale tried again this time focusing on the name and what she knew of Se’ran.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 04:48 PM

"Your fears will be your downfall when it comes to casting spells. Use your telepathy to gain a lock on me. Focus." *He said a little stricter, slowly walking towards her.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 04:53 PM

*Vale shrugged and focused as he said focusing on Se’ran. He was like sparks over silk to her strange mind. Subtle but still solid like most Vulcans but there was something else to him so familiar yet different. And she tried casting the spell trying not to evade the thoughts and emotions she might end up catching. He gave permission so maybe there was something he wanted to share.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 05:09 PM

*There wasn't much for her to uncover in his mind. There were fragments of memories though, of him teaching others in a similar manner. Eventually however she'd find out that he was going to do a simple and weak magical attack towards her to test her reflexes.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 05:12 PM

*Vale dispelled the spell and part of her mind remained ready for the attack that would be part of the teaching. She’d have to be carful not to end up reaching for her phaser. Strangely enough this would be so much better than a phaser for defence.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 05:18 PM

*And then, out of nowhere, he threw a light magical attack at her. If it were to hit her, she'd get nudged a little. Nothing lethal or injuring.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 05:19 PM

*Vale quickly put up the spell strangely Vine had shifted in her hair which oddly helped her get into a different mindset.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 05:23 PM

"Your constructs are as strong as your concentration. Concentrate more and your shield will be stronger." *He said as he threw a slightly more powerful attack her way.* "So concentrate."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 05:29 PM

*Vale focused starting to commit the hand gestures of the attack to memory and to instinct so she could put up the shield by instinct. This shield appeared faster and was stronger.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 06:18 PM

"Good." *He stopped attacking her and handed her a spell with a light and heavy attack.* "Learn them, and show me how well you can handle them." *He stood at a ready position.* "These spells are bound to commitment. If you are fully committed, the damage they'll do will be increased to a significant amount."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 07:02 PM

*Vale read the instructions getting them faster this time and seemingly understanding a little better some sort of pattern in how it worked. She bowed with respect to what would be her opponent if she was sparring but this was magic training and this was like being taught another form of self defence. She held up her arms like she was warning and then She tried the light attack.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 07:12 PM

*He redirected the attack to curve around him before continuing the turn and throwing a light attack back at her. For a stiff looking Vulcan he sure had moves.* "Guide your attacks, direct them to your target. Just casting the spell won't be enough to win."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 07:39 PM

*Vale bit her lip and smiled. This was a challenge and he could take it so she didn’t have to hold back. Like her lessons before it would be dishonourable to hold back. She closed her eyes for the next target so she could use her telepathy and empathy to target a lesser spell. She had to get it to hit before using the stronger spell.*

Se'ran BOT 15-Oct-21 07:46 PM

*He simply waited for her to cast something. He wasn't going to attack if she needs to learn something from it. Time will tell what she'll come up with.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 15-Oct-21 07:49 PM

*Now for an attempt at the stronger attack.*

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 02:03 AM

*He casted a spell that created a shield wall right in front of him, blocking the attack as soon as it arrived. He then sent the wall towards Vale, curious how she'd react to this new situation.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 08:34 AM

*Vale had a shield and an attack and a new spell to try to deal with. Oh this was going to be interesting. But if she shielded him could he cast spells outside the shield? Would the wall spell hit her if she shielded him? Well one way to find out. She tried the spell quickly focusing on him.*

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 08:38 AM

*The wall continued its journey towards Vale, now only a few meters away from her. Even though he was shielded, the wall continued to move. He simply put his hands behind his back as she cast the shield around him, he could break out, but he wanted to see her reaction first.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 08:39 AM

*Vale in quick succession aimed an attack at the wall. She knew now that the shield stopped certain spells but not others or was one way so lets see how an attack lasted on the wall.*

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Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 08:44 AM

*And the wall shattered like a piece of glass when a rock got thrown at it. It seemed Se'ran made his constructs weaker by choice to give Vale a chance. He gave a satisfied hum before simply getting out of the shield with a portal spell.* "A smart use of spells, I must compliment you on that."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 08:50 AM

“This… this is astonishing…!” *Vale was just starting to get the basics of not only the magic system but how it worked and this was the perfect way for her to start to learn this. Vine looked down at the non remains of the wall hoping there would be something for it to roll in but there was nothing besides Vale wouldn’t let it roll in anything here. It had to be on its best behaviour. There was always a chance for chaos.* “I herd it shatter. It is just like theres nothing there. It’s gone but it was solid. Like a hologram.”

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 09:13 AM

"I am not familiar with the term 'hologram', I'm afraid. However, projective spells are an art that I can teach you - when you are ready. They require a lot more discipline and determination than these 4 spells do. But, I see hope in you. So perhaps we may eventually get to that point."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 11:12 AM

“Eventually.” *Just how long eventually would be was something she didn’t quite know but so far she had to keep going till she had more of an understanding. Arian needed her to.* “You’ve been watching us so, our technology is no where near as advanced is it?” “

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 11:57 AM

"Where you are advanced, we might lack. And vice versa. Seeing we are both from different realms, it is only logical to assume we have our similarities but also many differences." *He said as he walked up to her again.* "I wish to know if you want to continue these lessons or not, if yes, I will give you a small book with beginner and moderate spells. Enough to get you started."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 01:24 PM

“Yes I would like to continue these lessons.” *Vale didnt pause. She wanted to know. A part of her had to know if the here was some sense to it and so some sense to her own telepathy back in her ‘realm’. Vine shifted a little worriedly but Vale had to do this not just for herself that was secondary to finding out how the physics worked for Arian.*

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 01:35 PM

"Great to hear, Commander." *He handed her a small booklet containing the spells he previously mentioned.* "Train these in the open, if preformed wrong they could cause a problem for your ship. I suggest you either keep training here or in the tourney grounds. Though the latter will put you more to the test than you might think."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 04:55 PM

“I’m smart enough to know that the tournament grounds are above my skill level till I’ve mastered the book. But thank you. Theres so much to learn. Though I have to ask, is there something you want to learn from me and our people?”

Se'ran BOT 16-Oct-21 05:17 PM

"I would appreciate it to see what your defensive and offensive capabilities are compared to the magic we use. It would give me a great insight on how your tactical minds think."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 16-Oct-21 05:32 PM

“Let me see if I can organise something.” *Vale tapped her badge.*

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 01:12 PM

*Josh walked slowly towards the gardens, oblivious to the fact anyone else was here. Josh walked over to an area with all sorts of different flowers and sat down next to them. Gardens always seemed to clear his head a bit*

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[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 01:18 PM

*Aneev entered the garden and walked around slowly, looking around. He sipped his drink as he explored and paused at seeing someone by the flowers. It was rather nice, he didn't blame them. He slowly made his way over and sat down nearby some other flowers.* "Mind if I join you?"

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 01:22 PM

*Josh looked up to see a new face* "Please do. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 01:59 PM

"It is. I don't think I've seen anything like this before..."

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 02:14 PM

"It almost makes you never want to leave..." *He takes another sip of his overly strong liquor* "I'm sorry, how rude of me. I'm Josh. It's nice to meet you" *he would give a friendly smile to Aneev. It would appear the effects of the liquor already taking affect as his eyes look over the newcomer*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 02:19 PM

"Agreed..." *He nodded slowly and looked over when Josh spoke again, smiling and extending a green hand towards him.* "Aneev. But everyone calls me Snakeweed. Its a pleasure to meet you as well."

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 02:29 PM

*Josh accepts the hand and gives it a gentle shake* "Snake weed? I'm sure there is a story there, haha. So what do you do on the Odyssey? I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of seeing you around before."

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 03:06 PM

"Play your cards right and you might find out." *He said with a playful smirk.* "Im in Ops though. Communications. So like the ships secretary it feels like some days. What about you?"

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 03:09 PM

*Josh gives what could only be described as a playful smirk back as he takes another sip before responding* "I am in Tactical. I get to play with the big toys" *he responds with a wink*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 03:55 PM

"Sounds like fun. I've heard the CTO has some pretty high standards actually."

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 04:25 PM

"He does. But it gets the job done. I guess when you are in charge of making sure the ship is safe 24/7, you have to ensure the rest of your staff isnt going to get killed or kill others." *Josh leans over to smell what might be considered a Rose if those exist in this universe*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 04:31 PM

"Thats fair. The only other people I've met in Tactical are Karvak and.....I forget his name....Chief....pigface? I dont remember. He's a Tellarite though. Was helping Karvak and i examine a torpedo casing we found in the Borg universe.\*

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[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 04:33 PM

*He makes a face at the mention of the CPO* "You mean *Chief Petty Officer Grut*." *He rolls his eyes* "Hes rude. And thinks hes amazing. I only put up with him because I have to." *He gives a small laugh at that and takes a drink* "So where are you from?"

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 04:41 PM

"Eh, he's not really rude...just a Tellarite." *He shrugged and sipped his drink again.* "I hail from....some backswamp village on Orion. My family sells fruit in the open marketplace." *He recited from memory, having told hundreds of others the same lie.*

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 04:50 PM

*Josh nods his head* "Well that sounds nice." *He says thinking that was about as cryptic an answer as you could get but doesnt push it. He takes a sip, finishing his drink. He gives a slight frown at the now empty cup* "Would be nice to see a random traveling bar just appear out of nowhere, haha"

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 05:17 PM

"Right? Hopefully they'd have more of this....not wine? I dunno what you'd call it. Its wine but there's no alcohol in it." *He shrugged a little and looked back at Chambers,* "Planning to drink the night away, huh?"

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 05:22 PM

"No alcohol? That should be a crime. And if went through what I did that past couple of day, you would too. I've been placed on medical leave so I dont have any duties to worry about. Can just drink... and spend time with new friends." *He would give a wink to Aneev*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 05:39 PM

"I had some with alcohol earlier, I just don't really drink much. At least not anymore. I went hard at the academy though " *He chuckled a bit and drained the glass, looking back and cocking his head.* "Im sorry its been a rough few days. But at least you get a bit of a break?" *He shrugged and smiled a little.*

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 05:45 PM

*Josh gets a far away look in his eyes for a moment before shaking his head and clearing his mind* "Thank you. Yeah, I am looking forward to it. Would you like to get another drink with me? I am parched." *He says with a smile*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 05:53 PM

"Same. I just wanna relax while we're here, not have to worry about Ops nonsense," *He smiled and stood up, offering a hand to Chambers.* "I'd love to join you. Let's go!"

[T] Ens. Joshua Chambers BOT 17-Oct-21 06:19 PM

*Josh smiles and takes his hand to stand, holding it for a bit longer than was necessary before walking back towards the Great Hall*

[O] Ensign Aneev Almasi BOT 17-Oct-21 06:21 PM

*Aneev smiled a little and followed him back to the hall.*

Se'ran

"I would appreciate it to see what your defensive and offensive capabilities are compared to the magic we use. It would give me a great insight on how your tactical minds think."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 20-Oct-21 08:39 PM

*Having organised as much as she could she then answered.* “I should have a demonstration for you run by Sa’val our tactical chief on the ship.” *vale was eager to get into the book and start to learn about all the spells in it.*

Se'ran BOT 21-Oct-21 03:26 AM

"I am looking forward to it." *He gave a polite and thankful nod.* "Please contact me when the demonstration is ready."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 21-Oct-21 05:08 AM

“How?” *Vale asked out of more interest than out of irritation. They had some communication system then.*

Se'ran BOT 21-Oct-21 05:35 AM

"Use a messaging spell. It is on page 23 of your booklet." *He walked to the edge of the garden they were standing on.* "I will see you again soon to continue your training."

Cmdr Vale Azoci 21-Oct-21 11:40 AM

“Thank you. I will not let you down.” *Vale looked though the pages looking at the order of the spells and which ones to learn first. Some would need targets but hopefully a rock would suffice. If she could get though this she could find out enough for Arian.*

Se'ran BOT 21-Oct-21 11:45 AM

*He gave a nod before he pulled out a whistle. He blew on it before putting it away and jumping off the ledge. A few moments later the serpentine dragon he arrived on shot to the sky past the ledge with Se'ran on its back. It seemed this was his main mode of transportation.*

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 02:21 PM

*A bubble appeared. And Maxwell looked around. It wasn’t the Rocky Mountains But they would do. He began to hike up one and found a spot to sit and look over the area. Letting all of his troubles, responsibilities, and issues seep into the breeze and disappear.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 23-Oct-21 06:40 PM

*vale looked over the edge and marvelled at the huge creature with shining scales flying what she could feel was a friend to his next destination. She laughed a little then turned back to the book. A rock just sitting there doing nothing was going to have to be the target. And so the studying began. The book had the original language in it as well and with the translation it was like a Rosetta Stone. None of the spells worked with just a hand signal or just the intent but both together. Vale thought after singing her hair that there had to be a third part to this. And then she had it. It was design. Somewhere there was a design for the spell. Or even some when. And that fitted with how it worked on the ship as well and for Arian. The intent behind the design for Arians body was to let her be as human as possible. The mechanical body was real or as real as any mechanical body would be and the last part was intent for it to work which as Arian wanted and needed it to work it was her intent that let it work. The three parts of it were there. The same was true of all those with prosthetics and all the mechanical parts of their ship. She also decided to go extra with intent with certain spells. Some benefited from adding them to martial arts moves which had design, action and intent all of their own. About half way though the book she learned a spell for fire. Oh this was going to be interesting. She had her target and she had her intent. This time she poured all her anger into the spell. Vale closed her eyes and let the fire loose. It wasn’t just the stone. The area around her and even her hair was affected and seemed to go up in flames. She herd a screech and vine crawled into her coat. Her hair was singed before Vale tried to stop the spell but apparently this was one where the fire actually caught things alight. Vale quickly tried to remember the word for ice and the hand signal for it and went though the motions with an ice spell leaving ice shards surrounding her instead of the flames. She looked down at the book that was untouched. Maybe that was a little too much pain she had poured into that spell.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 09:27 PM

*A bubble opened as Miaska stepped into the floating gardens. She had donned a long satin gown that morning, it's underlayer a lavish emerald green and it's over-layer a sheer lace patterned with delicate silver flowers. It comfortably covered her shoulders and arms, the fabric well-fitting enough to hug the contours of her body, but not so greatly that it restricted her movements.* *She'd felt it fitting for an excursion to the gardens which she'd heard so much about the evening before, and was admittedly intending to take every opportunity she could find to spend time out of uniform.* *Miaska took a deep breath of the fresh air, marveling at its richness, and then began to casually stroll forward. She had no particular destination in mind, and the Diplomat was looking forward to an hour or so of quiet contemplation.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 09:36 PM

*Maxwell, gazed over the islands, noticing a fire suddenly start on one of them and a few moments later get put out as quickly as it showed. He blinked wondering what happened. He shook his head. As he looked back over he noticed someone walking closer to him. He looked over to Mia, not knowing exactly who it was, tipping his hat to her. Maybe she saw maybe not.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 09:41 PM

*Miaska was quite entranced by the surroundings as she walked, falling into a quiet hum of thoughts as she went. In addition, the Cardassian's situational awareness was particularly poor, a trait which had almost prevented her from graduating from Starfleet Academy. She took no notice of the young Ensign who had tipped his hat to her.*

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 09:50 PM

*Maxwell turned back to look out at the islands. When he thought there was something familiar about her. He glanced back over. He took a deep breath.* "I'm sorry to bother you, are you from the Odyssey?"

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 10:00 PM

*The Cardassian woman nearly jumped out of her skin as someone appeared in her peripheral vision, and there was an audible 'tap-tap-tap' of her heels as she staggered backwards. She looked forward with wide green eyes, raising a hand to clutch at her chest as she tried to shake off the sudden fright.* "Ensign Maxwell!" *Miaska exclaimed, exhaling loudly before straightening her posture, trying to salvage the dignified manner in which she normally presented herself.* "I didn't see you there." *She said a little redundantly, her face relaxing.* "Yes, I'm Ensign Miaska Helmar, Diplomatic Officer." *She introduced herself before gracefully outstretching a hand for him to shake.* "It is good to properly meet you." *Miaska commented, her eyes darkening slightly as she recalled her first memory of the young man.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 10:18 PM

*Maxwell stands up and shakes her hand.* "I'm so sorry to startle you." *He sighs* "Ensign Helmar......" *The name sounded familiar to him. He couldn't place it for a few moments. Then the look in his eyes, showed he remembered.* "You....you saved my life, Ensign."

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Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 10:25 PM

*Miaska's face flushed lightly at the officer's sudden proclamation, and her shoulders lifted as she tensed.* "I was doing my duty, Ensign Maxwell." *She responded, her voice quieted to prevent anyone else in the gardens from hearing her.* *She gazed at Hunter, studying the expression on his face and allowing him to speak uninterrupted, if he so chose.* @Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 10:34 PM

*Maxwell's voice was quiet and calm. Internally...... was a different story. He had tried so hard today to make sure the memories didn't plague his mind. But this was different. He remembered when Mia came over the comm, then her and Mayott talking about, lord knows what since they had turned off their UT's, and then Mayott dropped his weapon.* "I mean it. I owe you my life, because of my fellow security guards I didn't have control over the situation. You came in and what ever you told Mayott calmed him down. Thank you........Thank you." *His eyes started to water up.*

@Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 10:41 PM

*Miaska withdrew her hand and watched as the man seemed to crumble before her. She felt her own emotions start to rise, but maintained a strong outward presentation. She nodded slowly at his thanks, and offered an empathetic smile.* "Walk with me, Ensign, if you would." *Miaska gently requested, turning to slowly pace down the cobblestone path, gesturing with a tilt of her head for Hunter to follow her. She hoped that the scenery would be equal parts distraction and relief to his troubled mind.* @Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 10:45 PM

*Maxwell put out his hand motioning toward the path she nodded to, and began to walk.* "Of course, ma'am." *Which was a normal response when someone called him by his rank.* @Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 10:57 PM

*Miaska appreciated the warm breeze that blew across them as they walked through the serene garden, all the while gazing towards the clear blue sky. There were no great shadows of flying creatures overhead at the moment, but she had been forewarned of their presence here. The entire planet was a collection of fantastical mysteries which were longing to be investigated.* *She then turned her attention to the path before them, and noticed that they were coming upon a circular clearing, where the white cobblestone was interrupted by finely interlocking stone. It was a lovely work of art, and its edges were marked with several tall trees. In their shade rested a pearly white bench, carved from some unknown but certainly precious mineral.* *Miaska approached and sat down on the smooth surface, waving her hand to invite Hunter to join her.* @Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell (edited)

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 11:14 PM

*Maxwell took another deep breath. The fresh air felt good, relaxing. He gazed around taking in the sights of the gardens. The universe truly was wonderful and amazing, just like his father said it was. He gave a faint smile as he followed Mia down to the circular clearing. The workmanship was astounding he took in the sights, he noticed Mia motioning to sit. He nodded and joined her on the surface.* @Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 23-Oct-21 11:27 PM

*The tall Cardassian woman stood quietly, walking a few paces away to examine a bushel of bright orange flowers that were growing in a cluster. They were small, with blossoms about the size of a pip, but there were very many, all standing on rigid green stalks that reached as high as her knee. She leaned down for a moment to look more closely at a particularly bright petal, gazing at it with a small smile.* "Do you have someone special aboard the ship, or perhaps back home, Ensign?" *Miaska called over her shoulder as she gently pulled the flower closer to her, taking a deep inhale of it's sweet scent. Her question was more forward than what was usual for human conversation, but the Diplomat had never been fond of what the Earth-dwelling species referred to as 'small talk'.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 23-Oct-21 11:54 PM

*Maxwell sat down.* "Yeah.... kinda..... I have started dating Ensign Kevilier. We met in Club Odyssey, right before we left the Borg universe. So not too long." *He said. Looking over the world.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 12:03 AM

"Are you not certain of the nature of the relationship?" *She asked, her features arranging into a puzzled expression as she looked down at the little orange bloom. Miaska wished to pick it, so that she might bring some of it's great beauty and life into her quarters, but decided that it would be a shame to disturb it for such a vain purpose. She gave a great sigh and stood, taking in another deep, relaxing breath before looking back at the young officer.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 12:13 AM

"I tend to not rush into relationships. My father said never rush and let things happen naturally. We've only been on a couple dates, but she is special." *He said with a smile. He kept looking out among the floating trees, mountains and rivers.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 12:29 AM

*Miaska nodded as she listened to his explanation. It was certainly not the Cardassian way, but she could see the wisdom in it. Humans, she knew, did not pursue mates under the guidance of their elders, and so they were more likely to choose based on naivety and idealist values of that accompanied youth.* *She wanted to shake her head, but resisted the motion, wishing not to appear insensitive to the Ensign Maxwell.* *Miaska walked back towards him, returning to her early sitting spot upon the bench. She shifted her body so that it faced Hunter, crossing one leg over the other and then carefully adjusting the skirt of her gown to smooth a crease that had formed.* "And what is it, Ensign, that strikes you as *special* about Miss Kevilier?" *She asked, gazing at his face and studying his expression.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 12:47 AM

*Maxwell keeps looking over the islands. Letting his worries, fear and doubts sink into the surroundings.* "Shes...... different, in a good way. Quiet. Reserved. There's just something about her." *He wasn't expecting a conversation about his personal life. He had a rock in his hand that he gave a small toss to into the grass closest to the bench.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 12:57 AM

*A small smirk formed on Miaska's face, although it was not a malicious expression. In her time on Earth and aboard the Odyssey she had observed how humans were often very vague and uncertain about their emotions, as if they spent so much of their lives busying themselves with the latest fancy that they never stopped to try to understand their own desires.* "Hmm, I see." *She responded quietly, her green gaze following the path of the rock as it left his hand. Miaska considered pressing for further detail, but it seemed that the young man wasn't overly interested in continuing on the present topic.* "Well, Ensign. I believe that it is time for me to take leave of you. I have enjoyed the brief diversion, and so I thank you for your company." *She expressed formally, but with a soft and genuine smile. The Cardassian then got to her feet, assuming a straight posture and looking at Hunter, as if studying him for another moment.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 01:34 AM

*Maxwell looked up, as she stood. He himself stood.* "Of course. Thank you for taking some time to talk to me, Ensign." *He said with a smile. He stuck out his hand.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 01:39 AM

*Miaska smiled and reached forward with both of her hands to grasp his, holding the position for a moment before giving a soft squeeze and releasing it.* "Do let me know if I can ever be of service." *She said with a small nod and then turned away, heading out of the gardens, apparently satisfied with her stroll and now off to fulfill some other task.* @Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 01:50 AM

*Maxwell nodded.* "Of course." *He said he watched as Mia walked away, and then turned to face the scenery again. He sat back down and closed his eyes. His mind was running so fast now, that he couldn't keep up with his thought, in fact he didn't even know what he was thinking. He picked up another rock and gave it a small toss, it landed in the grass just at the edge of the island he was on. He took a quick breath. His mind running so fast was starting to give him a headache. He leaned back on the bench. Putting his head on the backing. Staring up into the sky. Trying to calm himself down before he had another episode.*

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*Maxwell nodded.* "Of course." *He said he watched as Mia walked away, and then turned to face the scenery again. He sat back down and closed his eyes. His mind was running so fast now, that he couldn't keep up with his thought, in fact he didn't even know what he was thinking. He picked up another rock and gave it a small toss, it landed in the grass just at the edge of the island he was on. He took a quick breath. His mind running so fast was starting to give him a headache. He leaned back on the bench. Putting his head on the backing. Staring up into the sky. Trying to calm himself down before he had another episode.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 01:51 AM

(( Nooo why are you letting her leave when he's so sad, my heart ))

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(( Nooo why are you letting her leave when he's so sad, my heart ))

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 01:52 AM

((Maxwell is reserved. And right now he's more reserved then ever to prevent himself from getting hurt again.

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Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 02:05 AM

*A ways down the path, Miaska halted her steps. A troubled expression appeared on her face as she recalled just how emotional Ensign Maxwell had become upon seeing her, and as she thought further about their conversation it occurred to her that he had been awfully quiet. She didn't know the officer, but she thought it was unusual for a human to be so restrained in their speech, especially when discussing a new lover.* *With a sigh she turned around and trodded back towards the clearing, intent on resolving her doubts about the young man's condition.* "Ensign Maxwell?" *She called into the clearing, pausing where the masonry changed and gazing at him once again.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 02:10 AM

*Maxwell glanced to the side. Lifting his head, he looked toward the voice. Seeing that Mia had returned he restraighten his posture. Intent on showing no signs of despair.* "Yes, Ensign?" *He said with the straightest face he could muster.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 02:24 AM

*Miaska blinked at him, and silently wished that she possessed Talvek's ability to read auras. The security officer betrayed no emotion on his face, yet he still remained in the place that she had left him.* "A question occurred to me as I was set to return to A've Ennore." *She began, her brows slightly raised as she considered how to draw out the truth from the steely officer.* "Did you know Commander Mayott well, before the incident in the Tactical Hub?" *Miaska asked clearly, settling on the question and feeling quite optimistic that it would serve her intention.* *Now, as to why she was attempting to crack Hunter open? Well, maybe his manner of speaking reminded her of Lias, her eldest son. Or perhaps the familiarity was just a creation of her mind, and she was seeking a moment to fulfill the parental role which she had been of deprived for so long.* (edited)

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 02:34 AM

*Maxwell took a deep breath, welp so much for not cracking...... He motioned with his hand, to her to take a seat.* "He was...... is my commanding officer. I didn't know him on a personal level, if that's what you're asking. I got to know him and his commanding style. Yes gruff and ridged, But I've never met a man more devoted to his staff. I'd follow that man to hell and back if given the opportunity." *He said, closing his eyes for a moment, taking every ounce of energy he had to keep his emotions and thoughts in check.* (edited)

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Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 02:43 AM

*The Diplomat accepted the offer and sat once more, listening to him speak with a slightly furrowed expression.* "Do forgive me for being so bold, Ensign Maxwell," *She began, moving in a little closer and resting a hand gently on his nearest shoulder.* ", but it seems as if that opportunity has come, only you haven't yet found the way back." *Miaska said with a concerned, solemn look in her eyes.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 02:58 AM

“Please, I’d rather someone be bold and up front, then beat around the bush.” *He said.* “Honestly, I don’t know if I followed him to hell, cornered him in hell, or got lost in hell.” *He said, putting his hands on his lower face, still looking out across the land. He glanced side eyed at his shoulder when he felt her hand. A nervous reaction he picked up after the events of tact armory. He sighed.* “I just wish I could have been backed. By someone who didn’t blindly follow orders….. and didn’t have a blatant disregard for the situation at hand.” *He said with a hint of frustration and anger in his voice, closing his eyes again hearing the words both Gored and Serapia spoke to him in the armory.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 03:13 AM

*Miaska gave a small nod as she listened to him speak, and she felt a pang of sorrow strike her heart.* "Ensign Maxwell," *She called quietly, as if to draw him back into the moment, still addressing him by rank- as she would respectfully do so unless he requested otherwise.* "I know well the pain of great betrayal, as you are experiencing now." *She paused, exhaling an audible breath and thinking carefully of her following words.* "It is not an easy road to follow, and you will only make the travelling more difficult if you attempt to do so alone." *Miaska frowned, and her grip on the young man's shoulder tightened slightly- a physical reminder that she was there to offer some support, and that he was not back in the armory with a phaser pointed to his chest.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 02:42 PM

"Please, you can call me Hunter or Maxwell while we are off duty, whatever works for you." *He says with a slight smile. The grip of her hand brought him out of his mind's eye. Opening his eyes, he looked to Mia.* "I'm sorry..... I don't mean to break. It's just......" *He sighed, He said eyes starting to water.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 03:25 PM

*Miaska returned the soft smile and gazed at him sadly. She was glad to have succeeded in retrieving him from his mind, and she blinked in surprise as he kindly offered that she could address him by name. He was the second to do so, and the woman felt so very conflicted and uncertain as she became more familiar with the crew who had supposedly driven her kin to madness.* *As she looked into his glossy eyes it occurred to her that he would likely have been the first victim if she had failed to calm the enraged Cardassian. She winced a little at the thought, an image of it materializing in her mind and wrenching her heart.* *Miaska banished the thought before it could take hold of her, and she lifted her free hand to Hunter's opposite shoulder. She gently pulled back on the shoulder blade and drew him into an embrace, extending her arms across his back and softly compressing the distressed man. The action was a surprise even to herself, but it felt a fitting replacement for what might not have been communicated through words.* *The older woman let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes, hoping that they could remain this way for a time. It had been so very long since she'd held someone.* (edited)

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 04:13 PM

*Maxwell sighed closing his eyes again, this time it was filled with pain. He hated showing feelings in front of other people. It made him feel like a basket case. He put his hands on his face, and his elbows on his legs. This was not like him. His hands came down and gripped his arms, folded across his stomach. He took a few breaths to regain control. Nothing was working this time. The images began to come back to his mind. That's when he felt Mia arms come around him in a hug, it quickly shot him back into reality. He held his breath momentarily. Allowing himself to be pulled in. He couldn't hold on any longer, and a few tears escaped his closed eyes.*

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Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 05:50 PM

*Miaska lingered for a moment, listening as he finally released his held breath. She gave Hunter a gentle squeeze and then reluctantly drew back, still resting her hands on his shoulders as she spoke again.* "You need not worry too greatly, you are young and full of vigor, and I am certain that you will come through this unfortunate time." *She said with a kind smile, and then her expression rippled with concern.* "Do take my advice however, if I may offer it," *Miaska began gently.* "Despite what you may have learned from and admired about your former commander, please avoid following in his footsteps such that you commit regrettable actions of your own." *She warned, and then smiled.* "You have a great deal to be proud of, and that reality will not be tarnished by allowing yourself to lean a little on the people around you." *She let out a light laugh and shook her head, withdrawing her hands to her own lap. The woman was starting to feel that she was offering her advice rather often, and perhaps more compulsively than she'd like to admit.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 06:46 PM

*Maxwell nodded as he listened to the advise she had. He pulled himself upright, and ran his hand down his face, and chuckled when she did.* "I appreciate the advise. I honestly do." *He sighed* "I've just been trapped in a mentality that everyone is looking to betray me, even though that isn't the case. I've received several bits of helpful advice, the hardest part of everything...... is......... trying to get past it all." *He said letting his shoulder slump down a bit.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 07:04 PM

*Miaska nodded knowingly, as she'd described the same feeling to Lieutenant Kehron only a few days prior. It was certainly difficult, and she herself was doing her best to calm from what had turned out to be a rollercoaster of emotional responses to the hostage situation.* "There is a piece of literature which I read while studying on your homeworld- at the academy. It was in a complex and quite archaic Earth language, and it told the story of a rather interesting man, although I must admit that his name escapes me now." *Miaska said, her face scrunching as she tried to recall the details.* "He said something akin to; 'I am in stepped so far, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as going over." *She recited with a pleased expression, quite sure that she had retrieved the 'jist' of the quote.* "I believe it means that once one has set down a difficult path, they always reach a middle-point wherein it would be just as difficult to return to where they began, and so it is only logical to endure the remaining difficulty and achieve what they had first set out to do." *Miaska gazed at Hunter, curious if he had understood her meaning, or if she had driven the young man into sleep with her musing.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 07:15 PM

*Maxwell opened his eyes. His glossy eyes showed that he was thinking pretty heavily about the quote. Instead of the haunting images, the words played through his mind like the ending credits of a movie. He turned his head slightly and met her gaze.* "I've never heard that quote before, to be honest. Slightly, Fitting though...." *His eyes still jumping around, as if he was reading the quote over and over.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 07:24 PM

*Miaska leaned back on the stone bench, gazing out at the sky and allowing the moment to settle.* "I really must be going, but is there anything that I can do for you before I am consumed by meetings?" *She asked genuinely, the same look of concern gracing her features.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 07:27 PM

*He blinked the thoughts from his eyes, and gave her a smile.* "I really do appreciate you taking time and speaking to me." *He said sticking his hand out.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 07:33 PM

*The Cardassian gave a small, gracious bow- a gesture that she had observed from Lieutenant Kehron. When she straightened she noticed the outstretched hand, and met it with her own, grasping it gently and returning the smile while looking upon him thoughtfully. She said nothing for the moment, and instead would allow him time to speak if he so wished.* (edited)

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Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 07:45 PM

"Thank you again. If there is anything I may be able to do for you please don't hesitate to let me know." *He said, standing up to show respect. He know gave a slight smile. Most his others had been attempts to hide pain or sorrow, this one seemed calmer, more at ease.* (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 07:55 PM

*She nodded in response to the thanks and then released his hand before clasping her fingers behind her back.* "I will remember the offer, Hunter Maxwell." *Miaska responded, using his full name but not his rank as a bridge between the formal and informal.* "Do enjoy your afternoon; perhaps you could invite Miss Kevilier to dinner in Pasha, I hear the setting is quite exquisite." *She suggested, a small smirk causing a brow to raise.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 08:13 PM

*He chuckled, with a smile more to a human when talking about a lover.* "I'll remember your recommendation." *He was feeling more like himself then he had in a while.* "You enjoy your afternoon as well." *He said returning the bow she had given earlier.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 24-Oct-21 08:24 PM

*Once Hunter had finished speaking, Miaska glanced once more at the cluster of petite orange flowers that were growing at the edge of the clearing, and she strained her vision to set her eyes upon the particularly bright petal which she had noticed before. Once she found it again she smiled, and then looked back to the officer who stood before her.* "Be well, Ensign." *She said in formal goodbye, and then turned, strolling back down the cobblestone path towards A've Ennore and disappearing into the gardens beyond.* (edited)

Lt. JG Hunter Maxwell 24-Oct-21 08:36 PM

"I'll try." *He watched as Mia, walked off. Once she was out of view he began to think about what she had said. He ran his hand down his face, looking over at the flowers she had been looking at, the colors were indeed brilliant. He turned and began to slowly walk through the gardens. Left alone once again with him and his shadow.*

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 12:27 AM

*A bubble forms. A little bit after he had decided to leave the great hall due to him mostly getting closterphobic from all of the different people there, Harry decided to go to the big floating gardens. The light from the moonlight was the perfect place in order to get at least a small drawing down, despite the fact that he was feeling like this was a waste of time. He could go back and study for his test for promotion, but yet well he could get a single drawing in. Photos just didn't feel the same in all due reality, especially since a photo in his mind was just an easy copout. It was a challenge, something he would certainly try. So he decided to sit down underneath a tree and start to draw one of those islands floating in the sky. He really wondered what exactly made the islands float, what scientific process allowed such a wonderful thing. Or maybe it came from the divine, that would be a wonderful idea. So he decided to draw the island, knowing it would not be amazing, but it would be something for his memory of this place before they went out to potentially fight more enemies of the Federation.*

@Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 12:47 AM

*Miaska was drawn back to the floating gardens, the lovely orange flower she had found earlier in the day on her mind. Her conversation here with Ensign Maxwell had been rather moving, and after a long day of meetings she was hoping to return to the state of calm that the gardens had brought her to before.* *She was appreciating how the different state of light upon the floating mountains had changed the environment, blanketing it in an enchanting orange glow, when she noticed a figure up ahead.* "Good evening." *She called softly, hopeful that she wouldn't startle whoever it was that was sitting beneath the tree.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 01:02 AM

*The lighting from everything was quite an fascinating thing to see, akin to the Aurora Borealis he had only read about before. Back home there wasn’t anything too similar to this, so he saw it as a first time. His hand still covered in reside from graphite meant that he had small smudges on the next piece of paper as he started to draw. Nothing too spectacular, and a few times he had to restart as messed up the total sketch.* *As he started to actually fill in some of the structure details of the floating island, some of the biggest cutoffs and some of the more noticeable areas of the island, he didn’t hear the lady coming up before she spoke, and immediately he stood up. He closed the small notepad he was using and turned around to see it was an officer. So he immediately moved to attention. And yes, he knew he was suppose to be on vacation, but he was so used to being at peak professionalism for so long that he it was just second nature in most instances.* “Ma’am”

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 01:18 AM

*The serenity of the gardens was a touch disturbed by sudden movement of the man, and Miaska's brows raised as she walked close enough to recognize his face and the details of his uniform.* "At ease, crewman." *She said kindly, extending her hand out to him.* "Ensign Miaska Helmar, Diplomatic Division, pleased to meet you." *The tall woman introduced with a calm and level tone. Miaska stood only an inch shorter than him, lifted slightly by her moderate heels. She was dressed in a long satin gown of emerald green, its surface covered by a sheer layer of lace which was adorned by intricate silver flowers.* *She looked upon him for a moment, wondering what a young man was doing out here alone on such a fine evening.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 01:28 AM

“Crewman First Class Harry Lynton. Tactical Division. I apologize if I disturbed your walk Ma’am” *Harry himself would be wearing just a standard Starfleet enlisted Dress Uniform with well polished standard issue Starfleet shoes. A deviation from the vast majority of people who were Starfleet here on the island and at the party, but here he was. In his left hand was a small futuristic version of a pencil and a the small notepad that he was using to draw. The front of it showed the symbol for Starfleet and read “Starfleet Basic Training”, although half of it was covered by his palm. Harry saw the hand and quickly returned the handshake, trying his damnest to not take too long or to apply too much pressure in said handshake. First impressions on officers saved careers, he reminded himself. It was critical that he proactively did not annoy his superiors in any division or he would be on the one way ticket to pain town.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 01:34 AM

"You certainly did not, Crewman Lyton." *She responded with a shake of her head. When he released the handshake she clasped her hands behind her back.* "I am more than enthused to meet more members of the crew, especially after we have come together through such a harrowing encounter with the Borg." *Miaska explained, although she did frown lightly after she'd finished.* "But there are no Borg here, of course. It is picturesque, and thankfully our hosts are quite accommodating." *Her green eyes were then drawn to the pencil and book which he held.* "Are you an artist, Crewman?" *She asked with a raised eyebrow and great interest.*

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 01:41 AM

“An artist? No ma’am. I just occasionally draw when I have the free time.” *Harry hearing the mention of the borg again and again. The enemy that never needs rest and never needs to stop, the mechanical behemoth that has killed friends and almost killed him. He stopped for a moment to compartmentalize his feelings , the ensign did not need to know about how he feared them immensely, especially after his injury. It was the thing that had kept him up at night and kept him in long hours in the tactical hub. Although their guests had been quite accommodating, yet he didn’t know why. His suspicions were most likely unfounded, but something in the back of his head bugged him about their open hospitality.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 01:52 AM

*Miaska smiled widely at his humble response.* "Ah, so you are then." *She said with a great deal of conviction, before noticing that his disposition had shifted. Her expression softened, and she felt a pang of regret for having brought up the Borg in such a lovely setting.* "I must apologize for tainting the peace of this place with mention of the collective. I'm afraid they are still at the forefront of my mind, as I know they must be to yours as well." *Miaska sighed lightly and walked forward to stand beside him, gazing out that the landscape beyond.* "You have an eye for scenery, Crewman. This position makes for an excellent view, and it is one that I hope to remember for a time." *She complimented as she studied the features of the floating island high above.*

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 02:18 AM

"Oh no problem ma'am. I don't wish to restrict what you wish to speak about, especially since I am just a crewman. It would be improper to force you to not speak about what is on your mind." *Harry himself thought about that he had made her feel bad, yet another thing he seemed to screw up on. It seemed that he consistently forced people to conform to what he thought was necessary, and it really killed him on the inside. Although in every context that is a horrible way to think about the world and those around it, Harry thought that the other people around him should not be forced to conform their ideas or thoughts for his own needs. Especially when it came to those in a higher rank than him. It was a burden upon those above him to have to conform to his expectations, and he needed to stay on regulation he kept telling himself. And then the scenery discussion came up, and he was allowed to stop thinking about the philosophy of his life and to art. One of those things he did for fun and relaxation, something that brought him actual joy in his relatively mundane life.* "The scenery is something that few people get to see in their lifetimes, so drawing it in my opinion is more appropriate than just a photo."

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 02:32 AM

*The Cardassian turned her head to look at him, her smile now having taken on a sympathetic visage.* "I myself am *only* an Ensign, and furthermore I am *just* so. You need not be so concerned with our difference in rank, as it is likely that you have far more practical experience than I." *Miaska explained, hoping to relax the young man if she could. He seemed to be so very on edge, and almost in the same condition that she had found Ensign Maxwell earlier that day.* *Her shoulders tensed with concern, and her mind drifted to the rest of the crew- it seemed that they were all in a very poor state. For the sake of them all, she silently vowed to do her best to ensure that diplomacy did not fail with the Aiterans.* "I would agree, the personal depiction is far greater than the literal one, Crewman Lynton." *A thought occurred to her and she cocked her head at him. Miaska was indeed of a higher rank than the hazel-eyed human, and so she could take the same liberty that Lieutenant MacDolan had done with her.* "May I address you by you name? It seems that it may be less cumbersome in the present setting." (edited)

@PO3 Harry Lynton

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 02:45 AM

“Despite that ma’am, I’ve been taught all my life that you need to show the respect that the rank deserves. Without such an action, the entire organization would completely fail and nothing would get done. It would be like if y’all…” *At that exact moment, a relatively light south eastern accent slipped out at the end of that and he caught it. Inside his head, it was stupid, stupid, stupid mistake. It was something that he didn’t have good pastimes with, and it was something he innately repressed. And he perfectly well knew Mia would catch it and question it, so he needed to keep it to a minimum. The ensign wasn’t here to listen to a sob story, she was here to enjoy her evening. So he decided to change subject, and gave a small smile. Something he rarely did to many people was smile. It was awkward to do it at work, but maybe it wouldn’t be as so awkward now since it was an informal area.* “And if you wish to ma’am, you may call me whatever you wish to. Also I would say that the idea of drawing something makes someone remember an event more vividly than just a photo. The effort you put into such a picture ensures that people get a vision about what you saw when you draw.” (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 03:56 AM

*Miaska thought for a moment as she considered his response, noting the irony that he was quite correct, and thus had proven her assessment of their unmatched experience right as well. All the same, it was a troubling line of thought, and she couldn't help but consider how a collection of similar infractions had indeed lead to a catastrophic failure within the Odyssey's security department.* *Miaska was quiet for a long while, processing her own remark as well as the condition of Commander Mayott; each in the light of Harry's assertion.* *The Diplomat turned her gaze away from the skyline and locked eyes with the young, although apparently wise human.* "You are entirely correct, and I must thank you for the candid reminder. I do not intend to forget it." *She expressed genuinely, although her tone did betray a great sadness.* "However, I must request that you also inform me if it is not your preference to be addressed by name, rather than rank. It is not my intention to place you at any discomfort." *She added kindly before looking back to the stunning sight infront of them.* "It is true that the creation of art serves to extend the life of memories, and the *'vision'* of the artist, as you call it, can be very effective in communicating meaning, rather than simply displaying the scene." *Miaska expanded on the idea as she recalled the many memorial works on Cardassia, which were equally beautiful and devastating.* "I am a painter myself, although I admit that I haven't touched a brush in some years now." *She said, glancing at Harry again.* "May I see your work?" *The woman asked gently, not intending to place any undue pressure onto the request.* (edited)

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Cmdr Vale Azoci 25-Oct-21 02:53 PM

*Next came coloured flairs which let Vale learn more of their culture. That and without digital help Vale could possibly use them to speak with Ignis is she set up the patterns right. Anyone watching from a distance would see something like fireworks of all different colours in all different directions.*

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*Miaska thought for a moment as she considered his response, noting the irony that he was quite correct, and thus had proven her assessment of their unmatched experience right as well. All the same, it was a troubling line of thought, and she couldn't help but consider how a collection of similar infractions had indeed lead to a catastrophic failure within the Odyssey's security department.* *Miaska was quiet for a long while, processing her own remark as well as the condition of Commander Mayott; each in the light of Harry's assertion.* *The Diplomat turned her gaze away from the skyline and locked eyes with the young, although apparently wise human.* "You are entirely correct, and I must thank you for the candid reminder. I do not intend to forget it." *She expressed genuinely, although her tone did betray a great sadness.* "However, I must request that you also inform me if it is not your preference to be addressed by name, rather than rank. It is not my intention to place you at any discomfort." *She added kindly before looking back to the stunning sight infront of them.* "It is true that the creation of art serves to extend the life of memories, and the *'vision'* of the artist, as you call it, can be very effective in communicating meaning, rather than simply displaying the scene." *Miaska expanded on the idea as she recalled the many memorial works on Cardassia, which were equally beautiful and devastating.* "I am a painter myself, although I admit that I haven't touched a brush in some years now." *She said, glancing at Harry again.* "May I see your work?" *The woman asked gently, not intending to place any undue pressure onto the request.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 04:05 PM

*As the Cardiassian remained silent, a silent yet ongoing internal war raged in Harry's head. Had he really messed up that badly to disturb the evening that she was trying to have? He had done it a few times already, and he could never forgive himself for such transgressions, yet it was like he could not stop it. His grip ever slowly increased on his empty hand, not angry with her at all, yet angry at himself. But he dared not to show his anger besides that, it would cause even more concern.* *Once hearing the first statement that is given, Harry thinks for a moment. Yet his thoughts are more about ensuring that Mia felt a sense of comfortableness, rather than his own personal comfort. He took a moment and took a small breathe before seeing that she had locked her eyes with him. The sadness in her voice was something that struck him harder than he expected, it was almost as if he had messed everything up. But he decided to keep the facade of strength. The only thing that he had power over at this moment.* "I personally do not have a preference ma'am on what you use to call me ma'am. Harry, Lynton, Crewman. All work for me." *Harry gave a nice, warm smile, almost happy that she had either not registered his repressed accent, or at least she had not called him out on it. The smile was also an attempt to try and calm down whatever tensions he had forced into the conversation.* "I agree with that notion ma'am, although all of my art is less of an expression upon the life of memories, but rather a way to just enjoy what I see. I...wouldn't say I am exceptionally good with except some sketching. I am self learned, so my skill isn't excellent." *Harry then opened up his notebook before making it to the page that he was working on. The notebook itself was filled with dozens of pages that had notes and small scribbles and on the page that he was working on while the firework like projectiles going off in the back, and he handed it over to Mia.*

Cmdr Vale Azoci 25-Oct-21 05:26 PM

*Vale now needed to send a message. OK this spell had many parts to it. She walked over to a small stream with a jug and filled it with water then poured the water onto the stone table. She then wrote with the flares only on the tip of her finger onto the wet stone. White fire made up the letters. She used what she could work out of the written language of those people though some mistakes would still be found.* ‘Dear Shaman Nazir. Thank you for your help. I know giving me a definite answer has put me on the road to recovery. I have sent a message to our head doctor Nimarah Drex informing her of your presence here. Vale Azoci’ *the whole thing had a picture vale made by holding her hand just above the wet stone and focusing as the flares become shapes and colours in an image of what she could see when she sensed his mind. That image went under the small amount of text. She then held her hand up as the message folded itself into a small ball of blue flame like a willow the wisp. She focused on the target as always. It then floated away off to the target to read.* (edited)

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Cmdr Vale Azoci 25-Oct-21 06:38 PM

*Vale looked up at hearing the comm now having to deal more with it and grabbed the book running. She had read the book and practiced each spell at least once but she was still wanting to get it accurate.*

PO3 Harry Lynton

*As the Cardiassian remained silent, a silent yet ongoing internal war raged in Harry's head. Had he really messed up that badly to disturb the evening that she was trying to have? He had done it a few times already, and he could never forgive himself for such transgressions, yet it was like he could not stop it. His grip ever slowly increased on his empty hand, not angry with her at all, yet angry at himself. But he dared not to show his anger besides that, it would cause even more concern.* *Once hearing the first statement that is given, Harry thinks for a moment. Yet his thoughts are more about ensuring that Mia felt a sense of comfortableness, rather than his own personal comfort. He took a moment and took a small breathe before seeing that she had locked her eyes with him. The sadness in her voice was something that struck him harder than he expected, it was almost as if he had messed everything up. But he decided to keep the facade of strength. The only thing that he had power over at this moment.* "I personally do not have a preference ma'am on what you use to call me ma'am. Harry, Lynton, Crewman. All work for me." *Harry gave a nice, warm smile, almost happy that she had either not registered his repressed accent, or at least she had not called him out on it. The smile was also an attempt to try and calm down whatever tensions he had forced into the conversation.* "I agree with that notion ma'am, although all of my art is less of an expression upon the life of memories, but rather a way to just enjoy what I see. I...wouldn't say I am exceptionally good with except some sketching. I am self learned, so my skill isn't excellent." *Harry then opened up his notebook before making it to the page that he was working on. The notebook itself was filled with dozens of pages that had notes and small scribbles and on the page that he was working on while the firework like projectiles going off in the back, and he handed it over to Mia.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 07:17 PM

*Miaska quietly noticed the smile that he gave to her and her own expression warmed to match. Silently however, she evaluated the his face, as well as his body language. The Cardassian wasn't convinced that she had dispelled his worries, but she also wasn't so deluded as to think that a single conversation with a stranger could ever do so.* "Then I would happily know you here as Lynton, and I in turn would take kindly to you addressing me as Helmar. It will be a pleasant reduction in formality, and wholly appropriate for the setting, I do believe." *She told him, and then her eyes were drawn out towards what looked like fireworks in the distance. She followed their path with slightly widened eyes.* "This place...it is astonishing to find it as our harbor, I could not have imagined it's existence." *Miaska said as a great sense of wonder filled her chest. To go from travelling dangerously through Borg space and then find themselves here seemed entirely impossible.* *She listened to his explanation but made no comment in regards to it, instead glancing down at the notebook, eyeing it with curiosity. She grasped it in her hands, running a thumb down the spine and examining the wear on its cover. He must have had it for a long while, she guessed. The Cardassian then laid the book on her left hand and used her right to draw it open, as if it was on a very small pedestal.* *As seemed to be a habit of hers- Miaska was silent as she examined the pages, taking quite a long time scrutinizing the features of each sketch before turning to the next. She had gone through about half of the drawings when she looked up from her studying of them and at Harry.* "You are quite talented, Lynton. For how long have you been practicing the art?" *She asked, her tone both serious and pleased.* (edited)

@PO3 Harry Lynton

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

*Miaska quietly noticed the smile that he gave to her and her own expression warmed to match. Silently however, she evaluated the his face, as well as his body language. The Cardassian wasn't convinced that she had dispelled his worries, but she also wasn't so deluded as to think that a single conversation with a stranger could ever do so.* "Then I would happily know you here as Lynton, and I in turn would take kindly to you addressing me as Helmar. It will be a pleasant reduction in formality, and wholly appropriate for the setting, I do believe." *She told him, and then her eyes were drawn out towards what looked like fireworks in the distance. She followed their path with slightly widened eyes.* "This place...it is astonishing to find it as our harbor, I could not have imagined it's existence." *Miaska said as a great sense of wonder filled her chest. To go from travelling dangerously through Borg space and then find themselves here seemed entirely impossible.* *She listened to his explanation but made no comment in regards to it, instead glancing down at the notebook, eyeing it with curiosity. She grasped it in her hands, running a thumb down the spine and examining the wear on its cover. He must have had it for a long while, she guessed. The Cardassian then laid the book on her left hand and used her right to draw it open, as if it was on a very small pedestal.* *As seemed to be a habit of hers- Miaska was silent as she examined the pages, taking quite a long time scrutinizing the features of each sketch before turning to the next. She had gone through about half of the drawings when she looked up from her studying of them and at Harry.* "You are quite talented, Lynton. For how long have you been practicing the art?" *She asked, her tone both serious and pleased.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 09:52 PM

"Of course ma'...I mean Helmar. I apologize, I am so used to calling people by their ranks that I may accidentally go back to the formal rank until I correct myself. And for this place it almost seems too nice. It could be paranoia from the time of the Borg, but it almost feels like it is too good to be true." *Harry was very well aware that his paranoia was something in the extremity, in addition to the fact that it would be within the minority of people's thoughts. But his time in this Universe had taught him to trust only those who you had similar goals to you. Too many times had he been backstabbed back home and in basic training where he had been constantly used as the butt end of the joke. But he sure as hell did not show it at least extremely often. The qualities that the Federation was suppose to teach were still engrained, although it was much more of a pessimistic version of people. It had been something he tried to work on, but it remained firmly engrained.* *For the notebook itself, it seemed like a combination of both small pictures of nature, several sheets filled with notes taught at basic, and then there was almost interluded a few sheets that acted almost like a journal. Although there were PADDs for a reason, Harry had never really enjoyed those in much capacity unless used for professional reasons. If Helmar wished to read any of those pages, it would be given in the next post. If Helmar went to the last picture that he had drawn, it would show a well from complete picture of the island that was floating to the immediate right.* "I have been drawing, well since I was young. Although I had to learn on my own so my skills are not exceptional as I said before. Just moderate in value."

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 10:07 PM

*Miaska nodded in understanding, and she happened to agree, but that wasn't something the Diplomat would voice aloud. She herself had been called a pessimist, and she approached her work with the innate flaws of all people in mind. How long would they remain here, until some form of hell broke loose? How long would the niceties and formal gatherings last until the true and likely sinister intentions of their hosts were revealed?* *She sighed heavily, skipping over the journaling's and log entries for the sake of Harry's privacy. When she finally reached the end and set her eyes upon his most recent drawing, she smiled.* "Perhaps you lack in some of the fundamental values, but I would be proud to see one of my students produce a work of such quality. And it seems that you are settling into a distinguished personal style." *Miaska approvingly told him, looking from the book and then at the island which it depicted.* "Oh of course, you wouldn't be aware." *She gazed at the young man kindly.* "I was a teacher of the arts for several years, on my homeworld." *Miaska gently closed the book, holding it in her hands for a moment before handing it back to Harry.* "I must admit I rather miss it, I apologize if I was a touch carried away in my appraisal." (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 10:22 PM

@PO3 Harry Lynton

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

*Miaska nodded in understanding, and she happened to agree, but that wasn't something the Diplomat would voice aloud. She herself had been called a pessimist, and she approached her work with the innate flaws of all people in mind. How long would they remain here, until some form of hell broke loose? How long would the niceties and formal gatherings last until the true and likely sinister intentions of their hosts were revealed?* *She sighed heavily, skipping over the journaling's and log entries for the sake of Harry's privacy. When she finally reached the end and set her eyes upon his most recent drawing, she smiled.* "Perhaps you lack in some of the fundamental values, but I would be proud to see one of my students produce a work of such quality. And it seems that you are settling into a distinguished personal style." *Miaska approvingly told him, looking from the book and then at the island which it depicted.* "Oh of course, you wouldn't be aware." *She gazed at the young man kindly.* "I was a teacher of the arts for several years, on my homeworld." *Miaska gently closed the book, holding it in her hands for a moment before handing it back to Harry.* "I must admit I rather miss it, I apologize if I was a touch carried away in my appraisal." (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 10:49 PM

*As Helmar had started to debate about some of those more pessimistic viewpoints, almost similar ideas had started to form within Harry's mind. Really how long would peace be reigning before he would have to start fighting again. How long until they would be able to finally get home and maybe get some sort of peace of mind. If he could get any sort of peace of mind. Although the smiling from Helmar seemed to give some sort of relief from his constant concern.* "Well...I would say that the lack of some of those fundamental ideas within art is probably my biggest failure within the realm of drawing. Although I wouldn't say that the quality of work is excellent, just standard for those who enjoy art. And no need to apologize upon the appraisal. It is good to get a good quality of critique." *Harry then turned around for a few moments to see some of the fireworks, a moment to enjoy such a wonderful occasion. And then he began to hear some of the reports from the ship, and his heart stopped for a moment. He should run towards the danger, but yet he was off duty, and it would certainly get the officers annoyed to deal with such a transgression against Sa'vals orders to get some rest. So he decides not to deal with it just yet, unless some sort of escalation would start. Something against his normal thought process, but in all due reality, he was too exhausted from all of the work. He needed a little bit of rest, even if it was a single evening. So he decided to put the book back into his pocket before looking back just to see if Helmar had any comments on the art.* "But I hope to learn more about art, and maybe get some time to actually read some books." (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton

*As Helmar had started to debate about some of those more pessimistic viewpoints, almost similar ideas had started to form within Harry's mind. Really how long would peace be reigning before he would have to start fighting again. How long until they would be able to finally get home and maybe get some sort of peace of mind. If he could get any sort of peace of mind. Although the smiling from Helmar seemed to give some sort of relief from his constant concern.* "Well...I would say that the lack of some of those fundamental ideas within art is probably my biggest failure within the realm of drawing. Although I wouldn't say that the quality of work is excellent, just standard for those who enjoy art. And no need to apologize upon the appraisal. It is good to get a good quality of critique." *Harry then turned around for a few moments to see some of the fireworks, a moment to enjoy such a wonderful occasion. And then he began to hear some of the reports from the ship, and his heart stopped for a moment. He should run towards the danger, but yet he was off duty, and it would certainly get the officers annoyed to deal with such a transgression against Sa'vals orders to get some rest. So he decides not to deal with it just yet, unless some sort of escalation would start. Something against his normal thought process, but in all due reality, he was too exhausted from all of the work. He needed a little bit of rest, even if it was a single evening. So he decided to put the book back into his pocket before looking back just to see if Helmar had any comments on the art.* "But I hope to learn more about art, and maybe get some time to actually read some books." (edited)

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 10:52 PM

(( She handed it back ))

Ensign Lihne Carter 25-Oct-21 10:57 PM

*Lihne walked in with @Ensign Soval McFadden and stopped to gaze around her in awe at the greenery and flora here suspended jn the air.*

Ensign Soval McFadden 25-Oct-21 11:02 PM

“This is fascinating.” *he said with that pesky vulcan logic poking out.* “I wonder how they got these gardens to float this kinda makes the arboretum seems plain and the arboretum is spectacular.” *he said taking the awe of all the plants and flowers.*

Ensign Lihne Carter 25-Oct-21 11:07 PM

"I'm sure it has to be some kind of anti-gravity technology. Exactly what kind and how though, that would be beyond me.'

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 25-Oct-21 11:13 PM

*Miaska's brow furrowed at his comment but her smile remained.* "If I may extend my reach a hair further," *She said rhetorically, pausing a moment as she considered her words.* ", there is certainly value in understanding the limits of one's abilities. Yet, what you may not know is that when it comes to the arts, and perhaps other facets of life, it is often more valuable to leave humility behind." *Miaska's shoulders rose as she thought on her point, her eyes fixed intensely on the crewman.* "I have seen many a great talent gone to waste for lack of confidence." *She concluded, hopeful that her message had been indirect enough so that it did not feel too-personal of an assessment.* *Harry's communicator sounded and Miaska's entire body tensed, the voice of their First Officer sending a chill down her spine. She wondered for a moment if the called officers included the young man before her, and she waited with held breath, watching him until the moment had passed. With the heavy dampener put onto both of them, Miaska decided that a distraction would be prudent.* "I am here in the gardens with a specific purpose, Lynton. Would you be keen on accompanying me for a short while?" *The Diplomat asked, not wanting to leave him alone as he had already been tense before receiving the disturbing message. What she wouldn't admit however, was that she too would be comforted by his presence, rather than travelling alone while there was some unknown danger about.* (edited)

@PO3 Harry Lynton

Ensign Lihne Carter

"I'm sure it has to be some kind of anti-gravity technology. Exactly what kind and how though, that would be beyond me.'

Ensign Soval McFadden 25-Oct-21 11:32 PM

“Well how ever it is this is simply stunning.” *he thought not nearly as stunning as lihne in that dress.* “I wonder if they would allow us to scan this technology. Or at least tell us how it works to possibly do a science paper on it.”

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

*Miaska's brow furrowed at his comment but her smile remained.* "If I may extend my reach a hair further," *She said rhetorically, pausing a moment as she considered her words.* ", there is certainly value in understanding the limits of one's abilities. Yet, what you may not know is that when it comes to the arts, and perhaps other facets of life, it is often more valuable to leave humility behind." *Miaska's shoulders rose as she thought on her point, her eyes fixed intensely on the crewman.* "I have seen many a great talent gone to waste for lack of confidence." *She concluded, hopeful that her message had been indirect enough so that it did not feel too-personal of an assessment.* *Harry's communicator sounded and Miaska's entire body tensed, the voice of their First Officer sending a chill down her spine. She wondered for a moment if the called officers included the young man before her, and she waited with held breath, watching him until the moment had passed. With the heavy dampener put onto both of them, Miaska decided that a distraction would be prudent.* "I am here in the gardens with a specific purpose, Lynton. Would you be keen on accompanying me for a short while?" *The Diplomat asked, not wanting to leave him alone as he had already been tense before receiving the disturbing message. What she wouldn't admit however, was that she too would be comforted by his presence, rather than travelling alone while there was some unknown danger about.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 25-Oct-21 11:45 PM

*As Helmar started to speak her first statement about the idea of dropping some semblance of humility for a little bit of time, Harry didn’t necessarily get the connection together. Mainly because he had been so hard on himself for so long. In his childhood home, nothing was ever good enough and he had to constantly work his ass off just for the smallest amount of adoration. So it resorted to a harsh criticism of almost all of his actions. Of course something negative especially within his type of work, but it had at least served him sparingly well. He could understand what was being said, but yet he found it difficult to apply it to his circumstances. Yet everything was a life experience, and you learn something new everyday.* “I will try to keep that in mind. I just find it hard sometimes to not be my own first critic.” *As he finally ended the communication from the first officer and he had heard some of what Helmar said about accompanying her around here, and his response was a nod. In all due reality, the fact that he had broken the buddy system was bad enough, so maybe he could rectify such a mistake here.* “Of course Helmar. I will accompany you for the duration of the time you need my assistance.”

Ensign Lihne Carter 26-Oct-21 12:00 AM

"Id be comfortable asking over trying to be sneaky myself."

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 26-Oct-21 12:18 AM

"It is a common struggle." *Miaska simply replied, offering him an empathetic expression. She nodded gratefully when he agreed to follow her, and without hesitation she turned down the white cobblestone path, heading away from A've Ennore and towards the circular clearing where she and Ensign Maxwell had sat that morning.* *The Cardassian led Harry at a brisk pace, her earlier calm stroll foregone to her state of anxiety. When the simple path was interrupted by a work of interlocking masonry, Miaska paused and gazed momentarily at the white stone bench to their left. She gave a soft sigh and walked across the clearing, kneeling in-front of a cluster of flowers. They stood about two feet tall, their stalks sturdy and dark green, and their blossoms pip-sized with bright orange petals.* *Miaska looked carefully for the flower with one brightened petal that she'd spotted before, and then reached into a small shoulder bag that she was wearing. From it she withdrew a cutting tool, and then carefully snipped at the base of the stem. Finally she placed the flower into a glass container, and then set the lot back into her bag.* "Yes, that should do it." *Miaska said aloud, standing up and turning back to Harry. As she looked at him she searched for something to say, but found herself unusually uncertain. The task seemed so trivial now that she couldn't bring herself to comment further about it.* "Well Lynton, thank you for accommodating my company this evening. I do hope that I didn't intrude on your personal time." (edited)

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@PO3 Harry Lynton

Ensign Lihne Carter

"Id be comfortable asking over trying to be sneaky myself."

Ensign Soval McFadden 26-Oct-21 10:21 AM

“Ahh yes I understand that but these things are still pretty cool.”

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar

"It is a common struggle." *Miaska simply replied, offering him an empathetic expression. She nodded gratefully when he agreed to follow her, and without hesitation she turned down the white cobblestone path, heading away from A've Ennore and towards the circular clearing where she and Ensign Maxwell had sat that morning.* *The Cardassian led Harry at a brisk pace, her earlier calm stroll foregone to her state of anxiety. When the simple path was interrupted by a work of interlocking masonry, Miaska paused and gazed momentarily at the white stone bench to their left. She gave a soft sigh and walked across the clearing, kneeling in-front of a cluster of flowers. They stood about two feet tall, their stalks sturdy and dark green, and their blossoms pip-sized with bright orange petals.* *Miaska looked carefully for the flower with one brightened petal that she'd spotted before, and then reached into a small shoulder bag that she was wearing. From it she withdrew a cutting tool, and then carefully snipped at the base of the stem. Finally she placed the flower into a glass container, and then set the lot back into her bag.* "Yes, that should do it." *Miaska said aloud, standing up and turning back to Harry. As she looked at him she searched for something to say, but found herself unusually uncertain. The task seemed so trivial now that she couldn't bring herself to comment further about it.* "Well Lynton, thank you for accommodating my company this evening. I do hope that I didn't intrude on your personal time." (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 26-Oct-21 04:23 PM

*As Helmar started to lead Harry towards wherever she wished to go to, Harry for a moment seemed somewhat confused. The idea of following her was not something that he had seemed as unusual in the type of request it would be. The clearing itself was an interesting area, perfect for some sort of drawing, or hell even a picnic for those inclined for such a thing. Nothing he would ever think to do for a thousand years, yet just a thought for those in a relationship, or at least he thought so. Never a good romantic in the first place Harry was.* *The brisk pace almost confused Harry for a moment, almost like there was some sort of rush to get somewhere. And despite the fact Harry had no clue what exactly pushed this rush, he knew that it was important enough to get to ASAP. So he kept up the pace and did not speak at all. It may be important for the general operation that he was be taken within. And then he saw the flower, its relatively tall size was quite interesting for him. Normally a taller plant has to be cultivated back home, but yet this seem natural, so his fascination seemed to flair for just a moment. Although his saw that she was just snipping the base of the stem before placing it back into the small container and the general silence that came after that before her final statement.* "Of course. No intrusion whatsoever. Is there anything else that I can assist you with?"

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 26-Oct-21 04:43 PM

*Miaska gave a small shake of her head, feeling as if she'd spent enough time under the Aiteran sky for one day. Her only plan now was to tend to the flower cutting, hopeful that she would be able to coax it into taking root. It would bring a little color to her quarters, and hopefully would make them feel a little less lonely.* "I only intend to return to the ship now, but I can find my own way if you would like to return to your sketching." *She informed him with a small bow of her head. With that she strode off for the more direct path back to A've Ennore, that is until an idea struck her mind.* *Turning back to Harry, Miaska stopped a few paces from him.* "If you manage to finish your piece, the depiction of the floating island, I would be very pleased to hang a full-sized copy in my quarters." *The Cardassian smiled warmly, hopeful that her words would encourage him, and that she might obtain a rather lovely addition to her bare living space.* (edited)

PO3 Harry Lynton 26-Oct-21 05:38 PM

*As Helmar started to walk towards the exit of the general floating gardens area, Harry seemed to be just standing there aimlessly. In all due reality he wasn’t the best at what could be described as the inability to make much a damn decision independently of command. Of course he could do little things, yet it was on the idea of more major actions that he struggled on. But hearing the first statement created a small amount of tension. He had secretly thought that maybe Helmar could give a tip or two in order to help him improve his art skills, but he would never try to force her into that. She was probably exhausted from all the protocol that he hadn’t been forced into. So seeing her nod he then moved to attention. It was the best way that he thought he could show respect in his own unique yet quite generic way.* “Of course. If i can finish the sketch I will certainly try to get you a full version of it. I hope you have a good evening Helmar.” *With the assumption that Helmar leaves and Harry is left alone, Harry then decides to walk back to his old spot after a few moments and continue the drawing. Yet for some reason he started to feel weighted down more. Something that he had almost forgotten began to resurface for reasons that he yet didn’t know. He took grasp and opened his booklet up to a small letter that he had written to his father, a mistake that at first he regretted before he started to finally read exactly what he had written two years ago. All the anger and frustration seeping out of the page hit him like a freight train hitting a car, and for a moment a tear hit the ground. Then he snapped back to reality and opened the page to the actual drawing and began to slowly and methodically drawing the page. Repressing those feeling, something he felt was just a distraction from a bygone era of his life, damnit he would not worry about that. And after another hour or so passed, Harry then finally finished the small sketch and for now the bubble pops.*

Lt. JG Miaska Helmar 26-Oct-21 08:21 PM

*Miaska nodded in goodbye, and quickly managed her way back to the Odyssey. It had been a long day, and she hoped that whatever issue happening aboard the ship wouldn't rear its head that evening. The bubble pops.*

Ensign Lihne Carter 28-Oct-21 11:59 AM

"Very. My mom would be amazed if she saw this. The things we as intelligent species can do today that seemed like magic to our ancestors."

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 12:48 AM

*A Cerred bubble appeared here!* *Cerred hummed a little as he walked along the path in the garden, waiting near the entrance for @Deleted User. Kabiel was coiled around his braid again and they were examining the plants quietly while they waited.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 12:51 AM

*Ell came in shortly after, wearing a short tight black dress with a corset top that stopped mid thigh and lace long sleeves with black tights and her combat style boots. She had Loki wrapped around her wrist so he could play with the lace of her sleeve. She saw Cerred and hugged him from behind and placed a kiss on his cheek.* "Well hello there, handsome." (edited)

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 01:42 AM

*He smiled when Ell hugged him and turned to face her, humming as he kissed her softly.* "Hello lovely. You look amazing!"

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 01:45 AM

*She kissed him back and smiled at him.* "Oh thank you. You really like it?" *She spun around to give him a full 360 view of the outfit.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 08:51 AM

"I love it. It suits you~" *He smiled and let her twirl again before pulling her into a tight hug and kissing the top of her head.*

Lt. JG Cerred King

"I love it. It suits you~" *He smiled and let her twirl again before pulling her into a tight hug and kissing the top of her head.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 10:56 AM

*Ell smiled and wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek.* "This place is beautiful so far, isn't it?"

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Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 12:57 PM

"It really is. I've only seen things like this in books." *He smiled and took her hand before motioning towards the oath.* "Shall we?"

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 12:59 PM

"Yes let's go. Hopefully we can see a dragon." *She smiled at him and squeezed his hand.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 01:40 PM

"I hope so. It would be amazing," *He smiled and loved their fingers as they walked, pausing occasionally to look at one plant or another.* "I bet the Science cats will have a field day here."

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 01:44 PM

"I love it and I'm not even in the science division." *She smiled and each time they paused she smiled and looked at each beautiful plant and flower. She was careful to not touch any of them just in case they were toxic.* "I can't believe this place is even real."

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 01:54 PM

*Cerred knelt down to look at a small flower, Kabiel leaning down also before looking back at Ell and excitedly point at the flower with their leaves.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 02:01 PM

*Ell knelt down beside him after she saw Kabiel point. She then scratched their leaf gently.* "That is very beautiful." *She whispered to herself.*

Narrator BOT 29-Oct-21 03:11 PM

*While they were in the gardens, a star above had begun glowing brightly. It went dim again before suddenly being replaced by a massive burst of light and colour.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 03:14 PM

*Ell looked up just before the light burst. She shielded her eyes and once it finished she looked at Cerred.* "Was that a solar flair?" *She pressed two fingers against her temple, the light must've given her a small headache.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 03:15 PM

*Cerred flinched from the burst and looked up, stumbling from a slight tremor.* "I have no idea but it was beautiful..."

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 03:17 PM

"Yeah..yeah..it was." *She began to feel a little dizzy, the headache must be making her that way.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 03:38 PM

"Ell? Are you alright, puppy? Should we get you to sickbay?"

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 03:41 PM

*She forced a smile and waved her hand dismissively.* "No I'm fine. I'm just-" *Bam! Nausea, dizziness and her headache suddenly all got worse. She had to keep her eyes closed and slowly found her way to the ground and sat down.* "..I just need to sit. It's starting to get cold is all."

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 03:43 PM

*Cerred helped Ell to the floor and sat down next to her, taking his sweater off and draping it over her shoulders.* "Im right here....I've got you." *He said softly. Kabiek quickly went to work and slid off Cerreds hair, coiling around Ells hand and squeezing for comfort.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 03:47 PM

*Ell rested her head on Cerreds shoulder, keeping her eyes closed, she felt Kabiel around her hand and she pet one of their leaves.* "I must've ate something weird. I suddenly got super weird feeling. Are you feeling alright, love?"

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 03:48 PM

"I feel okay, yeah. What was the last thing you ate?"

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 03:52 PM

"Just a thing of yogurt and some toast. I've never had it make me sick before, though." *Ell held her head in one of her hands. It wasn't getting any better.* "I think I just need to rest a moment." *She spoke softly.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 04:09 PM

"Maybe it's from nit eating in a while?" *He wrapped an arm around her and held her.* "I'll be right here with you..."

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 04:13 PM

"I wouldn't think so. I'm not hungry at all really." *As much as she didn't want to end the just begun walk, she may have to go to sickbay, or at least her quarters. Guilt rushed over her and she sighed a little.* "As much as I hate to say it, we may have to go back to the ship. I'm sorry.."

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 04:22 PM

"Shhh, dont be sorry! We can always come back once you're feeling better?" *He gave her a reassuring smile and kissed her cheek, standing and offering to help her to her feet.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 04:26 PM

"Yeah we could if you don't mind." *She smiled and took his hands slowly standing.* "I can just go to my quarters for now. If I don't feel any better I'll go to sickbay."

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 04:34 PM

*He nodded and kept an arm around her.* "I'll stay with you if you like. I dont mind."

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 04:41 PM

"If you wouldn't mind. Just to keep an eye on me in case something goes wrong." *She smiled at him and made sure his jacket stayed on her.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 04:46 PM

"Absolutely. Maybe a nice cup of tea to help your tummy?" *He smiled and walked out of the hardens and back into #ave-ennore.*

Deleted User 29-Oct-21 04:47 PM

"I would love some tea." *She walked along with him, paying more attention to her feet in case she tripped.*

Lt. JG Cerred King 29-Oct-21 05:31 PM

*He nodded and smiled as they walked.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 01-Nov-21 12:03 PM

*A bubble formed as Alessandra entered the garden with Garland, looking around in awe.* “This is nice! Muy bonito!”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 01-Nov-21 12:49 PM

*Garland was still holding her hand as they walked, lacing their fingers without realising it.* "This is beautiful too....I've never seen flowers like this in my wildest dreams!"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 01-Nov-21 01:07 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “Me neither! All we had at home was Marigolds and stuff. I don’t even know what half of those are.”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 01-Nov-21 01:13 PM

"Neither do I. I'll have to come back with a PADD and tricorder to take Notes I think. Pretty sure Commander Kestra would like to see a log from me that inst about the Vine daycare." *He said with a chuckle.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 01-Nov-21 01:15 PM

“Mmm. Can’t we take samples?” *She moved to inspect a bed of glowing teal and white flowers, marked with an alien language.*

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 01-Nov-21 01:19 PM

"We would probably have to ask one of the caretakers. It wouldn't be right to take them without consent."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 01-Nov-21 01:27 PM

“Hmm. I guess that’s fair.”

Ensign Lihne Carter

"Very. My mom would be amazed if she saw this. The things we as intelligent species can do today that seemed like magic to our ancestors."

Ensign Soval McFadden 01-Nov-21 10:07 PM

“That is a most logical point of view. But the invention of the bow most of looked like magic to cave men too.”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 02-Nov-21 12:33 AM

@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria (@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria) - jump *They kept walking slowly, Garland pausing at a few flowers and then pointing up when he heard whooshing overhead.* "Alessandra look! A dragon!"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 02-Nov-21 08:16 AM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “What?” *She looked up to Sarah for the Dragon.* “¿Un dragón?”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 02-Nov-21 08:20 AM

"Yeah! See it? Er....well, hear i--ah! ¡Mira!" *He pointed upwards as the large dragon came into view over head.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 02-Nov-21 08:26 AM

“Oh!” *She shaded her eyes with her hand to see the dragon.* “Pretty!”

Ensign Lihne Carter 02-Nov-21 05:40 PM

"Now, the next question surely would be: How do these smell?" *She asked playfully but honestly as she leaned in to sniff some of the flowers.*

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 02-Nov-21 07:33 PM

@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria (@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria) - jump *He grinned and watched the dragon fly overhead and then another.* "That is amazing!"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 02-Nov-21 07:33 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “Do they just… let the dragons fly around? What if they eat someone?”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 02-Nov-21 09:14 PM

"Maybe they train them not to do so? I wonder if they're able to ride them? That would be so amazing."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 02-Nov-21 09:16 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “Maybe!” *She shrugged, peeling away to look at another flowerbed.* “Maybe we can go look once we’re done here.”

Ensign Lihne Carter

"Now, the next question surely would be: How do these smell?" *She asked playfully but honestly as she leaned in to sniff some of the flowers.*

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 03:51 AM

*He simply smiled as the whole gardens smelled like the arboretum, he thought about his time on earth during his academy days. Then he thought about how his career wasn’t anything spectacular, He also thought maybe it’s me not starfleet that’s keeping me here at ensign. He took in the sights of all the different plant life. Listening to lihnes voice.*

Ensign Lihne Carter 03-Nov-21 11:11 AM

"Its nice here. Peaceful. Definately gives a quiet place i can imagine would help if one has a horrible day, or something similar. " *She said as she stood up and turned, smiling and giving a warm sigh.*

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 11:18 AM

“Indeed it is quite peaceful. And the smells are pleasant to the nose, places like this are always better with good company.” *He said with a smile to lihne.* “So what else would you like to see around here miss Carter.”

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 11:38 AM

@Ensign Lihne Carter

Ensign Lihne Carter 03-Nov-21 11:52 AM

"Gosh, wish I had thought to do more research before coming down. It'd have given me more idea of where I'd want to see or do. I wasn't even sure thjs gown would even work for off duty."

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 11:54 AM

“Why not it looks great.” *He said honestly.* “what sounds fun miss Carter.” *he was hoping to spend a little more time with her.*

Ensign Lihne Carter 03-Nov-21 12:08 PM

"What's Pasha?"

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 12:10 PM

“Pasha.?” *his head would tilt to the left a little.*

Ensign Lihne Carter 03-Nov-21 04:42 PM

"I heard of something called Pasha, but I heard some music coming from one hall and then heard there was a cavern...but I doubt I'm dressed for spelunking."

Ensign Soval McFadden 03-Nov-21 05:45 PM

“I fail to see the logic in diving down a dangerous cave.”

Ensign Lihne Carter 04-Nov-21 09:55 AM

*She shrugs as she walks down the hall toward the Ballroom, making sure to let Soval keep pace.* "Guess some people like the thrill of being in small spaces. I love going if its for a dig with others, but on my own....not sure about that."

Ensign Soval McFadden 04-Nov-21 12:49 PM

*he walked along with her.* “ohh well I don’t see the point as it is dangerous. Not that flying is any safer but at least there’s no jagged rocks.”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 04-Nov-21 01:01 PM

@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria (@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria) - jump *Garland smiled as he examined a vining plant, though Nestor was confused why it wasn't moving. Garland though was distracted by how amazing it would be to get a view of the gardens below with Alessandra.* "The view must be amazing..."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Nov-21 01:12 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump *Alessandra took a small palm-sized PADD out of her pocket, holding it sideways to take a picture of one of the flowers. If she couldn’t take one, she could at least get some pictures.* “This place is like, floating around, right? Not connected to the ground?”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 04-Nov-21 01:20 PM

"I think so. They're connected by the birdies there I think." *He nodded and pointed to a bridge a little ways away leading to another garden.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Nov-21 01:23 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “The Birdies?” *She assumed he meant the bridges and misspoke.*

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 04-Nov-21 01:31 PM

"Bridges. Sorry....I got distracted..."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Nov-21 01:36 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump *The Yeoman laughed, though it was less of a ‘at you’ and more ‘with you’ laugh.* “Don’t worry about it amigo. Have you found any cool plants yet?”

[Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter BOT 04-Nov-21 02:58 PM

@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria (@Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria) - jump "Im a botanist, Alessandra. They're *all* cool to me." \*He said with a laugh and knelt down by some daisy like flowers that seemed to change colour \*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 03:12 PM

*In order to smoothly move here without the use of the bubbles, K'kothi arrives at the floating gardens from the great hall. He walks off to the side, his attention currently on the... well, floating gardens. They must be using some sort of technology similar to the grav lifts to keep this up, right? But from what he could see, there was no such visible technology for it.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 03:14 PM

*a bubble appeared James had been wandering around and had found his way into the floating gardens* (edited)

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Nov-21 03:14 PM

@Sci] Ensign Garland Hunter (@Lt. JG Cerred King) - [jump “Hmm, fair enough. But is there any *especially* cool plants?”

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 03:23 PM

*Max appeared in a bubble with a tricorder in hand. It was the one he'd modified. He was scanning for more signatures of magic and seeing how they compared to the previous ones he had.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 03:31 PM

*In the area that James, K'kothi and Max were at, there was a plaza. It was a simple stone plate that looked similar to Stonehenge, but around it was an odd, copper and gold-esk pipe. Whatever could it be?*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 03:33 PM

*James took a keen interest in it, he said to those around him* "woah, check this thing out"

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 03:41 PM

*Hearing someone speak, K'kothi turns his head to look at whatever was the object in question. Seeing the gold pipe, he turns to James and says* "What about it?" *He glances back at the pipe, crossing his arms as he tried to see if there were any odd details about it.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 03:42 PM

"it just looks interesting I've never seen anything like it before. The pipe and the arrangement of the stones I just think it's kind of cool" *James moved closer to it close enough to nearly touch the pipe* (edited)

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 03:44 PM

*Max would approaxh with his tricorder passing the thing over the pipe.* "Reminds me'a an ol' monument."

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 03:45 PM

*On the pipe were many engravings. Some were cryptic runes and decorations, others were easier to read. Though K'kothi was still a bit too far away to read what was on it. The Tricorder readings showed that the pipe was hollow on the inside and was much longer than what was on the surface. It went underground and exited on the side of the island.*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 03:48 PM

*He walks closer, walking around on the opposite side of where James was. He puts out a hand, hovering it slightly above the engravings and runes. Should there be any amount of legible engravings he could understand, he would read them internally. If not, then he simply would observe the runes.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 03:51 PM

*On the pipe was one line that K'kothi could make out and understand. The rest was eroded or in runes of an unknown language. The text said the following: "Offer your breath to the horn of the ages, summon again the keeper of peace."*

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Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 03:52 PM

*James leaned in inspecting the pipe as close as he could*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 03:56 PM

*Reading that line, the Klingon's eyebrows knit together in confusion. That kind of speak makes him a little suspicious about the properties of this pipe, and whether or not its just a normal object.* "Very odd thing indeed. What do your scans show about it?" *He said, asking as he looked over to Max, seeing as he was the one with a tricorder.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 03:58 PM

*James started walking around the pipe looking for anything of Interest*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 04:01 PM

*The pipe narrowed the further along he got, and at the end it narrowed to a point that seemed like the beginning of a horn.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 04:04 PM

*James followed it* "Hey guys I think I found the end of it, check it out" (edited)

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 04:05 PM

*He stood back up after hearing James, and he walks over to where he is. There was still some confusion from the previous message he read, as he replies* "What did you find?"

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 04:08 PM

*James looked closer at the very end* "it appears to be a place to blow into" (edited)

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 04:15 PM

"That is... odd architecture. We shouldn't mess with it most likely, we do not know its purpose." *He subtly warns James, as he doesn't completely trust it. And supposedly this world dabbles a lot in magic, and that could mean even the most mundane object could do something unexpected.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 04:24 PM

*On a few of the stone pillars that stood around them, there were inscriptions in modern language. Some seemed to be less than a few weeks old. Maybe there would be more information on there?*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 04:53 PM

*He moves away from James, as he takes interest in the foundations of this little plaza. He walks and gets near to one of the pillars with readable language, and he begins to silently read what it says.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 04:57 PM

*They were praises, praises of this so-called Keeper of Peace. That they were amazed by its presence. That they didn't expect it to show up, but were glad it did. If anything, it was all positive. One person even wrote that blowing the horn was surprisingly easy, even though it was so massive.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 05:01 PM

*James moved over to K'kothi and read the same text and then turned to him* "should we try to blow it?"

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 05:03 PM

"No. We're not to tamper with local monuments." *He reminded. Even if he was curious as he overlooked the scans.*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:04 PM

*His expression shows one of doubt and confusion. He turns back towards where the beginning of the horn is, and says* "I still don't have a good feeling about messing with something from this world. Well- I *guess* if they have such a thing out in the open it shouldn't be too dangerous, but they describe this horn as a way to contact some sort of "Keeper of Peace". And I'm not exactly sure what that entails."

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 05:06 PM

"Sounds like a trap lad. We'd do well askin' one of the locals 'bout it afore doin' nythin', aye?" (edited)

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Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 05:06 PM

*Scans showed it was just a horn. A huge one at that. The entire island they were on was used for its construction.*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:09 PM

*He nods towards Max, that idea much more appealing than going in blind and doing something idiotic.* "Yes, that sounds better." *His head turns, his eyes looking over this plaza and the gardens, seeing if there might be some sort of local nearby they could ask about this horn.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 05:11 PM

*And indeed there was. A human male was wondering around the area, enjoying the gardens.*

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 05:15 PM

*Max would gesture for the Ensign to approach. Setting his tricorder aside but still monitering the horn. He made to look around the exterior while avoiding touching it. Maybe he'd find more interesting writing or magic.*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:22 PM

*The Klingon moves away from the pillar, as he approaches the human. He calls out to the person, saying* "Excuse me? Would you have the time to answer a quick question for me?"

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 05:24 PM

*On the horn there were many writings and pictures of events, people and magical beings. A lot of the copper had oxidized over time, some had eroded. This caused a lot of it to be unreadable. The things that were readable however were written in runes, a unknown language. Though the line "Offer your breath to the horn of the ages, summon again the keeper of peace." was very readable for Max. When it came to magic however, nothing of the sorts.* *The male turned to face the Klingon ensign and gave a smile and a nod.* "Totally, what can I do for you, sir?"

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:30 PM

"What might exactly be this large horn over here? It says something about the "Keeper of Peace". I just wish to know a little more about it." *He crossed his arms in front of him, waiting to hear what the man might say of it.*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 05:41 PM

"Oh that! Well, it's a horn, obviously, and when blown it summons the Keeper of Peace. Every few weeks someone blows it and asks for advice or a favour from the being. Personally I've never done it, never had the guts to do so. It's completely safe, mind you. Though the sound it makes can be a little... Loud." *He smiled at the Klingon opposite of him.* "Anything else you want to know, sir?"

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 05:41 PM

"Maybe I should ask it something" *James had a enlightened look on his face remembering something from earlier in his life* (edited)

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:48 PM

"No, I believe that answers my questions. Qapla, comrade." *He gives a curt nod, and turns away from the human as he walked back towards the other two.* *He then says* "Well, at least it doesn't sound to be malevolent. And safe, seems more like a being that people come to for advice. What do you think sir?" *He looks towards Max.*

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 05:49 PM

"Sounds like a ritual or tamperin' with the locals. Ah can' tell ye to stay away from it. But Ah'd advise against doin' anythin' personally."

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 05:50 PM

"I mean if it gives advice and stuff I'd really want to ask it something, you see I never got to know my dad he was KIA when I was 6 and I never really got over not knowing him well. I think if I could ask it some questions I might be a better person for it"

*James walked over and stood infront of the horn waiting for atleast an acknowledgement from the others*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 05:55 PM

*The Klingon simply gives a shrug, saying* "I just needed to know it wasn't going to be some sort of danger to us or the people. I can't really say anything to prohibit you from doing so." *He watches the other Ensign walk over to the horn, a slight curiosity building in the Klingon as he was now slightly interested as to what this "keeper of peace" looks like.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 05:56 PM

*James blew the horn with a look of absolute glee on his face*

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 05:58 PM

*Max stayed back to observe. He wished he'd brought weaponry. As it was he only had... Oh so he did bring his plastic explosives. Oops... better not tell Security.*

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Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 06:01 PM

*When James blew the horn, a thuderous sound could be heard. The sound this horn produced could be heard throughout the gardens as it echoed between the islands.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 06:07 PM

*James looked around to see if anything had changed*

Guardian of The Gardens BOT 04-Nov-21 06:07 PM

*In the distance some rumbling could be heard on an island opposite of the one the horn was on. What seemed to be rocks were actually parts of this beings body, this being being a dragon many times bigger than all other species they had encountered thus far. It spread its wings and flew over to the horn, landing near it with great force, the ground shaking. A deep grumble could be heard before the beast finally spoke in a deep, thunderous voice.* "ᚹᚺᛟ ᚲᚨᛗᛖ ᛏᛟ ᛋᚢᛗᛗᛟᚾ ᛗᛖ, ᛏᛟ ᚹᚨᚴᛖ ᛗᛖ ᚠᚱᛟᛗ ᛗᚤ ᛋᛚᛖᛖᛈ?"

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Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 06:12 PM

"UT, search for patterns in Old Norse." *He'd mutter to his PADD.*

Computer BOT 04-Nov-21 06:15 PM

"No similar patterns found."

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 04-Nov-21 06:16 PM

*He stumbles for a second, backing up at seeing such a huge beast. For a second, he thought they had made a grave mistake by summoning such a thing. His hand almost went to his side, fetching a non-existent phaser.* "By Kahless, what is this..." *He said under his breath.*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 06:18 PM

*James was unsure what to do, what to say* "can you help me, understand the past. I would like help understanding my father. Both in life and death" *he spoke unsure if the dragon could understand him or if he would be able to understand the answer* (edited)

Lt. Max Leòideach 04-Nov-21 06:20 PM

"Analzse speech then, please. May as well get data on the language while we're here."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Nov-21 06:21 PM

*Alessandra poked her head out of the bush she was inspecting when she heard the dragon speak, her curly hair full of leaves and branches.* “¿Qué fue eso?”

Guardian of The Gardens BOT 04-Nov-21 06:25 PM

*The dragon looked at James, deducting that he must be the one that must have blown the horn. It looked at the pillars for a moment that were standing around the plaza. The dragon tapped it with its claw, the pillar suddenly glowing. As it glowed, a circle formed in front of the pillar. The dragon gave a slight nod towards the circle on the ground with its head.* "ᛋᛏᛖᛈ ᛟᚾ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚲᛁᚱᚲᛚᛖ, ᚨᚾᛞ ᚤᛟᚢᚱ ᛩᚢᛖᛋᛏᛁᛟᚾᛋ ᚹᛁᛚᛚ ᛒᛖ ᚨᚾᛋᚹᛖᚱᛖᛞ."

Computer BOT 04-Nov-21 06:25 PM

"Analyzing."

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 06:25 PM

*James walked over to the circle closed his eyes and stepped into it*

Narrator BOT 04-Nov-21 06:27 PM

*When James stepped into the circle, his questions would be answered in the form of hallucinations, images and memories. All from different perspectives and people. Whatever would he discover?*

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 06:31 PM

*James stood breathing heavily he had images flashing through his mind of his father*

*the first was of his father fresh out of starfleet academy. He was talking to a friend about what he would do and how he would serve the greater good*

*he saw an image in his mind of his father meeting his mom, and he saw them fall in love*

*he saw his dad holding him shortly after his birth*

*the next thing he saw was a knock on the door of the house James had grown up in, when his dad answered the door it was a man wearing an all black uniform*

*James's breathing got heavier and he looked like he was beginning to feel physical pain, he saw his dad doing terrible things, he saw his dad hiding secrets from his own family, finally he saw his dad's death but his dad looked older then he thought he had been, wearing a black uniform the same as the man who had been at the door, his dad was kneeling down and he was phasered by the man behind him*

*finally James fell to ground exiting the circle and began crying, he was angry, sad, and deeply disturbed all at the same time*

Guardian of The Gardens BOT 04-Nov-21 06:44 PM

*The dragon simply ignored James' emotional response and touched the pillar again. It stopped glowing and the circle disappeared. It then turned to the other two members of the party; K'kothi and Max.* "ᚹᚺᚨᛏ ᚨᚾᛋᚹᛖᚱᛋ ᛞᛟ ᚤᛟᚢ ᛋᛖᛖᚴ?"

Lt. Xander Spica 04-Nov-21 06:44 PM

((imma go to bed now, I'll continue when I wake up xX

Ensign K'kothi 04-Nov-21 06:49 PM

(Alright)

Ensign James Kelenic 04-Nov-21 06:50 PM

(Sounds good)

Lt. Max Leòideach 05-Nov-21 03:06 PM

*Max looked at the Guardian. His eyebrow raising. He had no questions to ask. He didn't need to see the past nor the future.*

Lt. Max Leòideach 05-Nov-21 03:17 PM

"We should... maybe go check on the Ensign."

Ensign James Kelenic 05-Nov-21 03:23 PM

*James continues to cry heavily, he was balled over on the ground*

Guardian of The Gardens BOT 05-Nov-21 04:44 PM

*The dragon exhaled sharply, a gush of wind covering the plaza for a moment before looking at K'kothi with the same look on his face. Would he have a question?*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 05-Nov-21 04:53 PM

*He was still half-frozen, glancing over at the distraught Ensign, and the large creature. He was tempted to ask something, but a lot of his questions were very personal and not something he'd like to talk about in the company of others. Speaking of personal, a beeping went off in one of his pouches. He takes out what is a hypospray, remembering the time. He turns away from the others, and discretely injects himself in the neck, before depositing the hypospray back in the pouch.* "I'll be right there." *He says back to Max, rubbing the entry spot of the hypospray, as he looks towards the Guardian. He hesitates again, almost taking a step forward but he pulls it back.*

Guardian of The Gardens BOT 05-Nov-21 05:14 PM

*The dragon turned a bit so that a more secluded island was visable. It seemed the dragon understood his hesitation and acted upon it. With his front arm he gestured to the island whilst looking at K'kothi.* "ᚤᛟᚢᚱ ᛩᚢᛖᛋᛏᛁᛟᚾᛋ ᚲᚨᚾ ᛒᛖ ᚨᚾᛋᚹᛖᚱᛖᛞ ᛁᚾ ᛈᚱᛁᚡᚨᛏᛖ ᛁᚠ ᚤᛟᚢ ᛋᛟ ᚹᛁᛋᚺ."

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 05-Nov-21 05:30 PM

"I may not understand your language, but I understand your meaning. If possible, allow me to make sure my comrade is fine enough first, and then I can ask what is on my mind." *His eyes moved towards the island, his attitude much less tense seeing a way for his questions to be answered. He then moves towards the other two officers, as he asks James* "What happened? Are you physically hurt somewhere?" *He gets down on one knee since he's on the ground, briefly analyzing the ensign before he waits for any possible answer*

Ensign James Kelenic 05-Nov-21 05:31 PM

*James flails around a little bit towards K'kothi, but continues to cry. "I saw terrible things" \*he said through tears*

[T] Ensign K'kothi BOT 05-Nov-21 05:41 PM

*His eyebrows furrow, glancing back at the Gaurdian before looking back at Kelenic. The Klingon puts a hand on his shoulder, trying to metaphorically ground him to reality and literally keep him from flailing too much, trying to get him to at least calm down.* "Listen to me, you are here now and you are not wherever you saw. Take deep breaths, and try to control your breathing." *K'kothi's voice grows concerned, slightly worried at what this Officer saw that had him get to a state like this.*

Ensign James Kelenic 05-Nov-21 05:43 PM

*James continued crying but not as much as he had been before* "My life is a lie" *he yelled* (edited)

Lt. Max Leòideach 05-Nov-21 06:00 PM

*Max made his way over to the Ensign, taking to kneel next to James.* "Ah don' know what ye say lad." *He'd put a hand on the lad's shoulder in a comforting manner.*

Ensign James Kelenic 05-Nov-21 06:04 PM

*James was nearly done crying now reduced to just a sniffle* "My.... My Dad..... I can't say.... I need a counselor."