((Corridor, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Shortrith: I hope your family stays safe, especially in a scenario like this. And it's alright. ::more to themself than anything:: I'm used to people not having the best reactions toward me, both because of my species and appearance. ::back to Raga:: If there's anything I can do about it…
Renaie drifted off and glanced at their own hands for a moment. On bad insecurity days, they often wore gloves, as their vitiligo was in large patches on both the palms and the backs of their hands. Fortunately for Renaie, this day wasn't one of those days. This day was also a day where they felt comfortable not covering up the vitiligo on their face, being truly, authentically themself.
Raga: The crew needs you more than I at the moment. This is something I’ve carried my whole life. They just survived the deadliest plague in the galaxy, so I can wait. How are you holding up? I imagine helping so many try to cope with all this takes its toll.
oO What should I say? Oo
Shortrith: Honestly, I want to go help find a cure, but I know I need to be back here to provide support for these people. It could just be the medical officer in me that I was on the Astraeus, but… I know I need to be the counsellor. That's why I'm here.
Raga: Not surprised, some habits are hard to break for a reason.
Shortrith: I suppose so, yeah.
Raga: It’s not easy having to wait while others do the work. But that’s part of being a crew. We rely on one another to do that which we’re best at. Just focus on what you can do, counselor.
Shortrith: I'll use all the tools in my arsenal to help these people however I can. You have my word. My word is my bond, and my bond is my honour.
Raga: I’d expect nothing less from someone who served under Mei’konda. That also had a fairly poetic lilt to it. Do you read poetry, counselor?
oO Alyndra did mention that Raga served on the Astraeus, but why does it still come up as a surprise whenever I hear about the old ship? I could still be missing what I lost, though. Oo
Shortrith: On occasion, yes I do. Why do you ask?
Raga: As far as I’ve noticed every culture has poetry of some sort, though as with anything some are better than others. I’m a bit biased, but Al-Leyan poetry has few equals. Especially romantic sonnets. Terrans have a few supreme ones too. As do Tellarites, interestingly enough.
Renaie raised their eyebrows slightly in surprise, interested in where this conversation was heading.
Shortrith: I suppose I've been influenced by a mix of both Terran and Klingon poetry, as I grew up on Earth but my parents are from Qo'noS. Honestly, I have no preference on different kinds of poetry.
Raga: If I’m keeping you please let me know. If not you’re welcome to walk and chat with me if you like.
Shortrith: You're not keeping me, don't worry! I'm essentially just wandering around after finishing up a subspace call with my parents.
Raga: Response
Shortrith: I must admit, I haven't read much Al-Leyan poetry in my life, but I'm always willing to broaden my horizons. Are there any ones in particular that you like?
Raga: Response
Shortrith: Those sound cool, thank you for sharing them!
Raga: Response
[Tags/TBC]Ensign Renaie Shortrith
Assistant Counsellor
USS Ronin
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