JP: Sakon & Flynn - Fatherhood (Part 1)
Aaron Canipe
((Aitas’ Home - Shi’Kahr District - Starbase 118))
::Sakon had been absorbed in his reading on a particular Bajoran predator, nearly extinct in these times, when he heard the doorbell ring. It seemed that Aurelio and Antero Flynn were back from their excursion just a few minutes early.
Better that way. Antero had more than enough to make up for already.
Sakon opened the door before the bell rang again, and looked down to his grandson with a warm smile.::
Sakon: He looks like he enjoyed the excursion.
::Antero smiled up at the Vulcan and gave Aurelio a gentle graze of the forehead, the child strapped comfortably to his chest in the finest baby carrier he could find. Only the finest Risian material for his son, the older shopkeep had told him it had a silk like quality that was both flexible and durable. Perfect for a warm day at the beach.::
Flynn: I hope so. He really seemed at peace. ::He began to unstrap Aurelio.:: We had a nice time sitting on the beach and letting the waves wash over us, feeling the vitality of the water.
Sakon: Do come in, it will be easier for Aurelio if you stay a little while.
::He took his grandson from Antero, gently running a hand across Aurelio’s chin. The Risian smiled, pleased at the somewhat unexpected invitation. Antero always felt like he had formed a bond of sorts with Sakon considering what they had been through together when they met, but as one might expect, it was hard to tell if the sentiment was shared.
It turned out Vulcans were hard to read..::
Flynn: Oh, thanks. I would like that.
Sakon: I will admit that I’m curious to hear about how you met Aitas. There’s so much of her life I’ve missed out on.
::He adopted a sympathetic smile and set down his bag full of equal parts beach and baby supplies before plopping himself into a chair..::
Flynn: Ah yes, Ensign Aitas. ::He smirked:: She really threw herself at me you know.
::Sakon carefully raised one eyebrow at that.::
Sakon: While my information is somewhat out of date, such behavior does not sound like my daughter.
Flynn: ::He laughed softly.:: Your intuition is accurate. Aitas isn’t so easily impressed. ::He sat back, gazing up at the ceiling lazily as he thought back with nostalgia.:: We met upon her assignment to the Starbase, but the spark came during a mission when she was jolted from her seat during a nasty firefight, landing on yours truly.
Sakon: That must have been some firefight indeed, unless Starfleet’s standards have degraded much from before.
Flynn: ::Nodding:: Her straps failed and she was tossed around on an already busted up rib cage. When the warp core blew and the inertial dampeners failed I had no choice but to..well...take matters into my own hands.
Sakon: At which point she became aware of your interest, I presume.
Flynn: It wasn’t long after that. ::His head bobbed agreement.:: I found myself compelled to be at her side as she recovered, and our relationship blossomed quickly from there. The mutual interest was made clear early on.
Sakon: Ah, so she does take after her mother. Jissela was never shy about asking for what she wanted. ::He smiled slightly, shaking his head.:: Or about disagreeing with her parents.
Flynn: She definitely has a knack for getting to the point. Efficiency even in communication. ::He perked up a bit and smiled at Sakon with a touch of mischief in his eyes.:: How about some young Aitas stories?
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Antero Flynn
Civilian Pilot
Starbase 118 Ops
C239205AF0
&
Sakon
Xenobiologist
~Written by~
Lt. Commander Aitas
Chief Intelligence Officer
Second Officer
Starbase 118 Ops
O239307A10