(BackSim) Lt Serala: Isn't this supposed to be a happy event?
Jim Davis
(( Wedding Reception, Officer’s Mess, Deck 2, U.S.S. Atlantis, Day 12 of shore leave ))
Knight: Well let’s just say we don’t share the same view on my choice of serving in Star Fleet, at least not in my branch that is. I suppose his views could have changed but I haven’t seen or heard from him since I joined. :: Taking a drink ::
Serala: I’m sorry to hear that, David, though I understand that as well. My mother and I don’t always see eye to eye. Especially now that she’s back in a Romulan uniform and commanding a Romulan ship. How did it happen?
Knight: Ohh…..it was quite simple really, he disowned me, It seems Intelligence is dishonest and he wouldn’t have any son of his in it. I agreed and haven’t spoken to him since. Now, let’s not talk about such dire subjects, I actually grew up on the Romulan border and Zogi has an excellent vintage of ale I would love to get you as a wedding gift.
:: Serala noticed that Toryn had finally worked up the nerve to come over and speak to them. He had a smile on his face, but she knew him well enough that to know that he was forcing it. He was doing a passable job, and anyone not knowing him like she did would likely not notice it, but she had spent so much time studying his face she knew every single expression. Once he got to the table, he nodded to them and then to Knight. ::
:: Stevok watched with interest as Toryn Raga made his way to their table. The Al-Leyan's emotions were all over the place, and Stevok wondered how this interaction was going to go. Somehow, perhaps due to his psychiatric training, he suspected the male was about to threaten him. ::
Raga: Congratulations to you both. Ensign. Please, don't let me interrupt you. :: He looked to Stevok. :: Stevok. Could I pull you away from you wife for but a moment?
Knight: Response
Serala: Toryn, anything you have to say to Stevok you might as well say to me since I can hear his thoughts anyway.
Stevok: Serala, I do know how to censor my thoughts, even from you. ~~ If your friend wants a few private moments to threaten me, then I shall give it to him. ~~
Raga: Thank you.
:: As they moved off, she noticed Knight’s discomfiture, though she was less than pleased at the moment. Before she could say anything, though, he broke the silence. ::
Knight: Well……on the bright side of things….its your wedding day! :: She knew he was just trying to break the tension, but it wasn’t working. :: Think about it this way, If they decide to go at it with each other at least you get the inheritance. :: Laughing slightly ::
Serala: David, I do appreciate what you are trying to do, but it really isn’t helping.
Knight: Right, I’ll leave you to it then. I have a Ferengi to see about some ale any way. :: Smiling. :: Best of luck to you.
Serala: I’m sorry. But thank you, anyway. A little piece of advice before you leave...Avoid getting involved in a love triangle. Especially with your best friend.
Knight: Response
:: As she watched him leave, she turned her thoughts to Stevok. As strong as Vulcans were, and Romulans for that matter, Raga was so much stronger. If he wanted to, he could really hurt Stevok. He wouldn’t. She was sure of that, because it would hurt her and he could never do that to her. But if he ever really lost control, he might do something to Stevok before he knew what he had done. ::
(( OOC: If anyone else wants to tag in on this, feel free, otherwise I am going to let this drop and focus on the mission. ))
USS Atlantis NCC-76482
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