Ens Lyara Alroyo - Teach Him the Proper Spice
Lyara Alroyo
((The Sadar-Aqila Quarters - Compartment 83, Sector 03, Deck 6, USS Artemis-A))
Alroyo finally took a bite of the hasperat and held back from letting out a disappointed sigh. It was a little bland with a slight tingle at most. She’d have to covertly replicate some hot sauce to up the fire.
Lyara: So Dr. Sadar, how’s it having your nephew here? Doesn’t keep you too busy I hope.
She chuckled as she took another bite of the sorely under-flavored, at least to her Bajoran taste buds, hasperat.
Sadar: A-Arguably, less busy. Having Kolya here- ::looks towards the door Kolya disappeared through:: Having someone who’s waiting for you to get off work is... odd.
Silveira: You'll get used to it. It’s an adjustment but I am sure you can do it.
Lyara: Well if you ever need some babysitting I'd be willing to help. ::Motioning to Sil:: And I’m sure crazy uncle would be a great influence.
There were no words that could describe the look on Sadar’s face, except one, hilarious.
Sadar: ... Y-You’re not- I-I-I mean, h-he’s hardly a baby! H-He’ll undertake his Walk of Acceptance in two years!
Sil motioned between him and Lyara.
Silveira: Oh, are you saying me and Al aren’t able to?
Sensing what Sil was getting at, Lyara joined in the light teasing of Gila.
Lyara: Are you saying we wouldn’t be great aunts and uncles?
Sadar: O-Oh, uhh... No, that’s…
Silveira gave Lyara a wink.
Silveira: Care to explain… Doctor?
Alroyo raised her eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips, mimicking a look she had seen her mother give many times before.
Sadar: H-He’s staying while he’s studying. Mizabet doesn’t have an, uhh.. An ’arts degree’, and Kolya is.. ::searches for the best word:: ‘stubborn’.
Silveira: That’s good. Did he always show interest in Arts?
Sadar: Response
Lyara: It’s always good to find where you fit, I was probably going to be a farmer until I found out I loved flying. Now after four years in the academy here I am.
She motioned around the room as if to indicate the entire ship itself.
Sadar: Response
Silveira: Well, if I hadn’t enrolled at the Academy I would either work with my parents in their trading company, or go for a University degree in History. Admittedly, with all that I… ::He smiled and looked at them:: We… Have been through, I still don’t regret it.
Alroyo gave the officers a friendly smile, it was interesting the paths the Prophets laid out for those who followed them. She was happy the path she picked that they so lovingly molded led her to meeting them.
Lyara: Kolya’s lucky to be in a galaxy of opportunities. Like us he’ll find his own.
Sadar: Response
Silveira: Well, when Kolya is free I can help him socialize. There aren’t that many kids here but… ::he winked at Al, before looking at Sada:: I can teach him about interspecies relationships.
Lyara: I’m sure you have plenty of experience with that Lieutenant.
She gave him a joking pat on the shoulder.
Sadar: Response
Silveira: Response
To resume the serious tone for herself she also gave a genuine offer.
Lyara: But, I had plenty of half-siblings growing up. I know how to watch a kid no matter what their age is. ::She gave a slight chuckle:: Well, except the late teens. I moved out by then.
Sadar/Silveira/Any: Response
Lyara took another bite of the under spiced hasperat and pointed to it.
Lyara: And we could teach him how to make something so spicy it’ll practically be blasphemous.
Sadar/Silveira/Any: Response
Tag/TBC
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Lyara Alroyo
Helm/Operations
USS Artemis-A
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