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Chapter 10: Never Joke With A Vulcan
The atmosphere in the Adventurer’s lounge was a mixture of excitement and concern. Word had spread throughout the ship that they were heading deep into Romulan territory, where the Tal Shiar still preyed on starships, Republic and otherwise, and that had weighed on everyone. Without self-proclaimed Empress Sela in control of the Tal Shiar, several factions had become bolder and had struck at any ships, regardless of allegiance.
Most people on the Adventurer had made the tension thicker as they continued to carry out their duties. Within Pioneer’s Lounge, conversations ranged from the blatantly obvious worry about the Tal Shiar to more personal reflections and discussions. The waiters were walking throughout, keeping people filled with their drinks and delivering food.
“Ensign zh’An, one helping of steamed redbat with fried tuber roots and an Andorian ale,” the waiter said, delicately placing the plate on the table in front of her. He turned to look at Tanis, “And, for you, Ensign Lanul, one Grakizh salad with a side of Galzak toast and Klah.” He placed the plates down on the table in front of the Trill. He stepped away, leaving the two women to devour their meals alone.
Taka glanced over at the yellow, leafy salad and shook her head. “I think you’re going to just shrink away if you keep eating that.” She grinned. “What I need to do is get you to eat some redbat.”
“And I think you need to eat more leafy, yellow salads,” Tanis replied. She returned her lover’s grin. “I think the last medical exam you had back at the Academy said your chastohva was a little high.” She patted her girlfriend’s stomach. “And you’re gaining a little weight there, shenva.”
“You love me just how I am,” Taka shot back, her grin widening as her antennae twitched cheekily.
“Maybe,” Tanis said sheepishly. She glanced over at Taka, who leaned over to kiss her. Quickly, Tanis picked up a forkful of salad and stuck it up to Taka’s lips. “I’d love you more if you eat this.”
Taka shook her head and sighed before taking the leaf from the fork and leaning back in her chair. She chewed and swallowed before she said, “Love me more, now?”
Tanis’ grin grew. “You, my love, are incorrigible.” She forked more of her salad and ate it, leaving Taka hanging for an answer. She glanced at her beloved. “Do you really have to ask that question?”
“No,” Taka admitted. She carved up her redbat. She picked up some of the redbat before glancing at Tanis. “I never have to ask that seriously.” She took a bite of it. “Not nearly as good as mother’s, but I guess fair considering it’s replicated.”
She turned in her chair, looking out the windows at the front of the lounge. Swirling blues illuminated the room from the warp tunnel they were travelling through and Taka sighed. It was beautiful and, considering the state of the galaxy lately, quite a juxtaposition; after the Second Klingon War and the appearance of the displaced Dominion fleet from forty years ago, everyone needed to see this. Yet, it was overshadowed by the potential of being attacked.
“Thoughts, my love?”
Taka shook her head back to reality and looked at Tanis. “It’s beautiful,” she paused, waiting for the raised eyebrow from Tanis before continuing, “but not as beautiful as you.”
“Nice catch, XO,” Tanis said, chuckling as she ate more of her salad.
Taka was about to say something, but her antennae picked up something behind her. Two people, from the electrostatic misplacement in the air, coming up behind her. She strained her ears, listening to the footsteps as they approached her; one soft footed, fur covered nearly silent step, one rigid and precise. “M’Akl, Straala.”
“Look at who we happened to find, Straala,” M’Akl stated from behind Taka. “What a coincidence.”
Taka looked over as she ate more of the redbat and the two women sat down around the chair. “Was there something we can do for you two?”
M’Akl smirked. “If I was to invite you to play an old Earth game, what would you say?”
“I’d ask what you’re thinking,” Tanis intervened. “So, what are you thinking?”
Taka pursed her lips as she looked over at her lover. She gave a sarcastic smile in Tanis’ direction before returning back to M’Akl and Straala. “Yes, what do you have in mind?”
“Hiland gave us one of her holodeck programs,” M’Akl stated.
“An old Earth game known as volleyball, which is apparently played on a hardened floor indoors,” Straala stated bluntly.
“Or on the beach,” M’Akl interjected. “That’s where we’re going, to the beach!”
Taka finished her redbat and crunched on one of the fried tuber roots. She shook her head. This was supposed to be a point in time that she and Tanis could spend together - especially since it seemed that they weren’t seeing any of the other since being on the Adventurer. She swigged down the Andorian Ale and glanced at Tanis.
“What do you think, shenva?” Taka asked.
“Why not?” Tanis shrugged, finishing her salad. She drank back her Klah.
Taka took the napkin off to the side of her plate and wiped her lips before looking at M’Akl. “Lead the way.” The four rose from the seats.
“I think you’re going to enjoy this, Taka,” M’Akl stated. She chuckled with a soft purr only Caitians were capable of doing. “Even Straala enjoyed it.”
“Really?” Tanis asked, looking back at the Vulcan with a raised eyebrow and the curl of smirk on her lips. “I find that hard to believe.”
“M’Akl is exaggerating. I was intrigued and found the event fascinating, but I did not enjoy it,” Straala replied stoically.
“She’s being modest, can’t let that Vulcan stoicism fall apart.”
“I have no reason to be modest, M’Akl,” Straala countered. “Nor would I be in this situation.”
“It’s not nice to tease the Vulcan,” Taka chuckled. She patted Straala on the back. “You’ll hurt her feelings.”
“To ‘hurt my feelings’ would imply an emotional state that Vulcans do not possess.”
“Never joke with a Vulcan, it doesn’t end well,” Tanis smirked.
They entered the turbolift. M’Akl stated, “Deck six.” The computer acknowledged before M’Akl flicked her tail, “It’s why Vulcans trying poetry is just…” she trailed.
“Terrible? Boring? Drawn out with all the logical descriptions of what we,” Taka glanced at Straala, “highly emotional races call love?”
“Should I count this as another attempt to elicit the same highly emotional responses from myself that you would consider the norm?” Straala asked impassively.
The turbolift opened to the sight of Ensign Hiland waiting outside it. “I was wondering if you got lost on the ship.”
“Not in the least,” M’Akl said as she stepped from the lift. “We couldn’t get lost, not with our resident map beside us.” She patted Straala on the back to make a point.
“The benefits of a highly ordered, logical mind,” Straala said bluntly.
“I’d almost say that was a defensive tone,” Tanis joked.
“Nah, that was pride all that way,” Taka stated.
“Maybe with a touch of hurt in there,” M’Akl snickered.
“It is extremely questionable why I remain with you three,” Straala interjected. The four women stepped down the corridor towards the holodeck.
“Was that a joke?” Tanis asked.
“I can’t tell with the usual emotional inflections,” Taka snickered.
It was, she knew that for sure. It wasn’t the first time Straala had pulled that joke out and she doubted it would be the last time. They’d been drawn together by their respective differences, standing out against the predominant human population of the Academy, and their bonds had formed and remained strong in light of the Io Incident. A moment of sadness struck her; only one bond had broken that day: Netu Erra.
Not that she could blame the Bajoran woman. The incident had taken far more from her than just untouched features and scars that would never heal. It had taken what innocent youthfulness the other woman had carried with her. Those wounds, Taka knew, would never entirely heal, nor would the friendship they’d had before that damned moon.
“I just realized, we’re an odd number, how do the rules work?” Tanis asked, breaking Taka’s thoughts.
“Two per team, and don’t worry, Erra’s waiting for us there,” Hiland replied.
Taka flinched at the mention of Erra. Though she tried to keep the peace between them on the Bridge, fighting with herself as much as she imagined Erra was fighting with her own hatred of Taka, she doubted that the same would happen on the holodeck. Indeed, she knew that Erra held a very simple idea; who she spent her free time with was her business and she had no intention of wasting it with Taka.
She felt Tanis’ hand in hers and looked over. The others were further down the hall and Taka realized she had been standing still for several seconds. She held Tanis’ hand.
“This will be good.” Tanis looked up with reassuring eyes. “I’ll be here, right beside you, and you can show Captain Korolevna you were the right choice for her acting XO.” She kissed Taka. “And you can be the woman I fell in love with.”
Taka smiled lovingly at her girlfriend before they both resumed walking down the corridor. They entered the holodeck, greeted with a sandy beach, water stretching off into the distance, and waves breaking against rocks. A warm wind rushed through Taka’s white hair as a gust picked up. A net suspended between two poles shook with the breeze.
Then she saw Erra. The Bajoran woman looked stunning in the sunlight and two piece bathing suit that left nothing to the imagination, the only exception being the gloves that covered her hands still. Erra bore the scars along the side of her abdomen and along her right arm from Io, but they weren’t as noticeable as her nose; much of them had all but disappeared in the last two years. The red colour choice of swimsuit may have had something to do with that, as well.
Jena Hiland motioned to the side, Taka following her motions to a set of six tiny, one person shacks. “I would have had everything set up before we got here, but privacy is something to be respected.” She started towards the shacks. “The computer will ask you specifications for your own swimsuit to create.” She looked over her shoulder. “Just remember, have fun everyone.”
Taka entered one of the shacks and stared at the wall panel. She tapped in commands, deciding on a swimsuit and the colour red, not unlike Erra, as a sign of her department. She stripped from her uniform, placing it in the replicator slot, watching it vanish, stored for when she wanted it returned to her, before the red swimwear appeared and she slid into it. The colour clashed with her tone, but she wasn’t worried too much.
She left the shack. Her eyes widened at her blue-clad lover standing off to her side, her hands brushing the brown hair off her shoulders and letting it slide down past them. It had been a while since Tanis had allowed her hair to fall from the regulation style she kept it in and Taka found the flowing brown to be an amazing sight.
“Wow, I guess we know how far those spots go now,” Jena’s accented voice stated from beside them. She was dressed in blue as well. M’Akl and Straala were dressed in gold and red respectively, and Jena laughed. “Everyone’s in their department colours.”
“There is no logical reason why we need to be dressed like this,” Straala stated.
“Quit sucking the fun out of everything, Straala,” M’Akl countered, patting the Vulcan on the back. “Enjoy yourself.” Straala opened her mouth to say something, then closed it, realizing that it was illogical to argue with the Caitian. M’Akl didn’t notice, instead addressing the rest of them, “What teams are we going with?”
“Well, you and Straala seem to get along, so you two can be one,” Jena suggested. “And you and Tanis are good, so you can be another.” She looked at Erra. “And I can be with Erra.”
“A logical break up of teams,” Straala agreed.
“Do a quick show of play and then, what do you say to you and Tanis against Erra and I?” Jena asked.
Taka wanted to say ‘Hell no’, but what came out was, “That sounds fair.”
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