LtCmdr Atan T'Seva and Atan Evria, Let's Go Find Trouble
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Jennifer R. Povey
Feb 7, 2023, 10:26:40 PM2/7/23
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(( USS Constitution - T'Seva's Quarters ))
T'Seva: Is that...
Heeka showed up in uniform. While neither of them was paying enough attention, a certain cat slipped out.
Heeka: We will find your sister.
T'Seva: I know. It's a big starbase, but not *that* big.
Heeka: I request a "rain check" for our date, but I am not upset about it. Our date can happen soon, and it will be wonderful.
T'Seva: :: smiling :: I hear a rumor The Matron got in a shipment of artisan Terran *chocolate*.
The smile turned into a grin.
T'Seva: But it will have to wait, unfortunately.
Heeka: Are you prepared?
T'Seva: :: checking her tricorder :: I am. Let's go.
Heeka: Response
(( Starbase 104 - The Promenade - Fruit Bowl Cafe ))
Venn: I don’t suppose you have any idea of when your other daughter is likely to join us? It’s just that Lera wouldn’t know me and it would be good to have a friendly face she knows here while someone goes to check the bookstore. I mean, the uniform ::waves hand up and down his body:: wouldn’t be enough, right?
Evria: She should be here any time. She said she was going to ask her girlfriend to join.
Venn: ?
Evria: In fact...
The crowd was full of all kinds of people, but that shade of grey wasn't common in this part of space. Evria lifted a hand.
Evria: T'Seva! Heeka!
The two women made their way through the crowd. One was a Vulcan wearing a Bajoran earring, although a slightly closer inspection would show the faint nose ridges that betrayed her as a hybrid. More than that was the distinct resemblance between her and Evria; clearly a biological daughter. She wore a tactical uniform, but was unarmed, although she did have a tricorder at her hip.
The other was a Cardassian in a StarFleet uniform.
This was not exactly a common site at the best of times.
T'Seva: Any sign of her?
Venn/Evria/Heeka: Response
T'Seva: Evria, take this.
She handed Evria a commbadge, which the woman put on.
T'Seva: Now we can split up without losing touch again. Have we checked the bookstore yet?
Evria smiled.
Evria: We were just about to.
Venn/Heeka: Response
LtCmdr Atan T'Seva
Chief of Tactical
USS Constitution
S238312D10
T'Seva: Is that...
Heeka showed up in uniform. While neither of them was paying enough attention, a certain cat slipped out.
Heeka: We will find your sister.
T'Seva: I know. It's a big starbase, but not *that* big.
Heeka: I request a "rain check" for our date, but I am not upset about it. Our date can happen soon, and it will be wonderful.
T'Seva: :: smiling :: I hear a rumor The Matron got in a shipment of artisan Terran *chocolate*.
The smile turned into a grin.
T'Seva: But it will have to wait, unfortunately.
Heeka: Are you prepared?
T'Seva: :: checking her tricorder :: I am. Let's go.
Heeka: Response
(( Starbase 104 - The Promenade - Fruit Bowl Cafe ))
Venn: I don’t suppose you have any idea of when your other daughter is likely to join us? It’s just that Lera wouldn’t know me and it would be good to have a friendly face she knows here while someone goes to check the bookstore. I mean, the uniform ::waves hand up and down his body:: wouldn’t be enough, right?
Evria: She should be here any time. She said she was going to ask her girlfriend to join.
Venn: ?
Evria: In fact...
The crowd was full of all kinds of people, but that shade of grey wasn't common in this part of space. Evria lifted a hand.
Evria: T'Seva! Heeka!
The two women made their way through the crowd. One was a Vulcan wearing a Bajoran earring, although a slightly closer inspection would show the faint nose ridges that betrayed her as a hybrid. More than that was the distinct resemblance between her and Evria; clearly a biological daughter. She wore a tactical uniform, but was unarmed, although she did have a tricorder at her hip.
The other was a Cardassian in a StarFleet uniform.
This was not exactly a common site at the best of times.
T'Seva: Any sign of her?
Venn/Evria/Heeka: Response
T'Seva: Evria, take this.
She handed Evria a commbadge, which the woman put on.
T'Seva: Now we can split up without losing touch again. Have we checked the bookstore yet?
Evria smiled.
Evria: We were just about to.
Venn/Heeka: Response
LtCmdr Atan T'Seva
Chief of Tactical
USS Constitution
S238312D10
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