PNPC Ensign Noshka - Dream dark and light
Brell
((DS26, Level 10, Security Deck reception area.))
The Ferengi security officer had boarded DS26 as one of the many officers awaiting their new assignments. She had looking forward to exploring the station later on with Hikaru once her bunkmate was off duty and could join her. First she had been asked to give testimony for an arrest that had been made in relation to the undercover mission she and other members of El Corazon’s crew had been on. She had just finished and had been on her way out of the security section when she like everyone on the station become uncontrollably tired and laid down on the floor to sleep.::
((Noshka’s Dream))
::She ran.::
::The world around her was dark and she did not know where she was or even what she was running on but she knew she had to run faster.::
Greb: Noshka!
::It was her father’s voice but she could not see him it seemed to be coming from all around and not from ahead or behind of of her. She could not tell if he was angry or or upset or even how far away he was from her. For a Ferengi sound was everything not being able to tell where a voice was coming from or being able to pick out the modulations that she could match to emotional state of the speaker was a very disorientating experience.::
Iniska: Don’t look back!
Noshka: Mother!
::This time the voice, that of her mother’s was definitely coming from behind her and was in distress near panic. Noshka stopped, but could not turn around only turn to the side. She still saw only blackness around her nor could she tell what she was standing on but at least she could now tell up, from down and left from right. It called again.::
Iniska: Noshka come here and help me with these patterns.
::She hated etching patterns on things and doing the various crafts her mother enjoyed and tried to teach her as a child. She hated cooking too and never would chew food for someone even if it had become uncommon now she remembered being a small girl and being told she would have to do it for her husband and sons one day. Somehow it was as if that version of her mother was calling out to her the one who knew nothing of her own rights and was simply happy she had a husband who treated her well and did not live in poverty. The one who had to teach her only daughter what was expected of her one day and how to excel at the womanly pastimes. She had been fortunate that things began to change when they did as she would have been a terrible offering as a wife up for contract or barter.::
::Now her father’s voice called again also from behind her and on the opposite side of her as her mother’s voice had been. He did not sound as he did when she was a young girl no he sounded like she remembered at time when he wanted a very different life for her. That awkward time just after she turned sixteen and future suitors became something that father’s used begin searching for his daughter. What had once just been for business reason had been continued as custom then at least she was involved in the discussions of whom she might be entered into a marriage contract with. To her they always sounded somewhat the same.
Greb: Noshka come to me, I need you to meet so and so boy they deal in so and so and a company merger with you as some executive in the business would give us more revenues in this or that. He says you don’t have to oo-mox his son if you don't want too and he is a the modern sort just as I’d said I’d find for you … he is a bit fond of sweet slug candies though.
::Her mother spoke again sounding like she was did when she was tired of Noshka failing at something she wanted her to learn that she simply had no talent for.::
Iniska: We can try arranging later and you're over seared slug steak can be soften up fine with the burnt part cut off, your patterns are lopsided my dear lopsided, your father likes it this way and I do it to please him you will need to learn what your male likes and do it for him without his asking and your marriage will always be renewed for another term, try again, try again, try again, try again you have your whole life to get it right.
::She crouched down and hugged her knees, as her father voice began to overlap with her mother's. She felt small and the voices from her past grew louder and repeated over and over. ::
Greb: You will be happy with him and earn the family a tidy profit … tidy profit … learn to love him …. join the business as its your right … earn for the family .. bind them to us in marriage … you will learn to love him too … you will learn …
Iniska: Try again you have your whole life to get it right. Make it pretty now … Try again …
Greb: Earn for the family through binding them to us in marriage … earn for the family …
::Suddenly another voice from directly ahead of her. She looked up and saw the speak bathed in light. She stood and the voices of her parents lessened. He held out his hand toward her and she felt a tingle flow through her body.::
E’riQ: Ensign Noshka … Starfleet needs you.
::She reached and he was suddenly far away. She started to run again the blackness around her slowly faded away and she was on earth. Running on the path that nearly circled the academy’s main grounds. Running and passing others, humans, trill, bajorans, Bolians, so many others male and female all here working towards noble goals. She remembered this day it was just after her first month when she was no longer missing home running for a reason other than wanting to get away from her life. This was the the first time in her life that she had ever felt free, something that every day after in Starfleet was to her. Freedom to be her own woman to be more than just a house frau or business woman free to be whatever she wanted to be with anyone she wanted. She felt content and basked in the memory as she slipped into a deeper yet sleep in the real world. A sleep she might never wake up from.::
PNPC Ensign Noshka, Security Officer, Andaris Task Force
As Simmed by;
LtCmdr Brell, First Officer
USS Atlantis, NCC-74682, Andaris Task Force
PotW Co-Facilitator - Publicity Team - Training Team
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