Lt Commander T'Ama - Who's That Baby In The Mirror?
Melissa Jackson
(( Sherlock-Martinson Quarters, Deck 7, USS Valkyrie-A ))
She eyed room uncomfortably, looking for her charge.
T’Ama: Where is she?
Sherlock: Oh, Esme, yeah, Mel was changing her diaper ::beat:: again.
Martinson: ::coming in from the bedroom, baby in hand:: Here she is! All ready to go.
Feeling very awkward, she gave the baby a Vulcan salute on autopilot before catching herself and putting her hand down.
T’Ama: Oh- okay. When will you be back?
Sherlock: I think we should only be gone a couple hours?
Martinson: Yeah, it's just dinner and ::beat:: a little time after.
T’Ama: ::reaching to take possession of the baby:: Okay, well, not in the Jeffries tubes, please.
They were annoying for Operations to clean. And she had heard the rumors from the Ronin about their captain, of all people, doing… that.
Martinson: Changing table and all the accoutrements are in the bedroom and if she's hungry you can replicate the formula we have programmed or some baby food. Other than that, there's not much to it. She'll play with her blocks or watch whatever you're watching on the holo.
Sherlock: Have fun.
The two of them spent no time in high tailing it out the door before the baby even knew what was happening. T’Ama looked down at the baby, sat on her hip. She was slobbering on her own hand.
T’Ama: Looks like it’s just you and me.
Little Esme looked up at her, then back to the door, then back up at her. Gears turned in her tiny brain. And then she started wailing.
T’Ama: ::sighing:: You’ve already started in with this have you?
She shifted the baby a little higher on her hip and started bouncing her as she started a slow, ambling pace around the room. She gently rubbed the baby’s back and leaned close.
T’Ama: Shhhhh, shh, shh, shhh… They’ll be back soon, and in the meantime you’re gonna have so much fun with Auntie T’Ama. Can you say “T’Ama”?
Esme: response
T’Ama: ::beat:: We’ll work on it.
She did a lap around the space with Esme, looking around for things that might safely distract a baby. She paused by a mirror and leaned closer, pointing at their reflections.
T’Ama: Who’s that baby?
Esme: response
T’Ama: Is it you?
Esme: response
USS Valkyrie-A
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