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Settling In - Again - Sharah's New Quarters

Posted Oct. 24, 2020, 1:55 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sharah Fayth (Chief Science Officer) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Ensign Tabris Asam (Engineering Officer) in Settling In - Again - Sharah’s New Quarters

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Sharah shook his hand. “It’s a pleasure En Asam. And please at ease, or whatever it is I’m supposed to say.” She walked over to the replicator and requested a Tab. She wasn’t sure it would be in the system, but it was and she carried the drink over to him along with a glass of water for herself. It was too late in the day for her to have caffeine or any other stimulants. “This is a Cherry Blossom Bonsai. It was given to me by my uncle, Oliver, when I was 10. I guess you could say I’m partial to it, but really I love them all. I don’t think I could pick just one if I had to. Oliver, was very good at creating beautiful Shari. It’s a technique I’ve never been able to master myself. Her name is Hope, and she’s gone with me everywhere since I was 10.” Sharah picks up a PaDD that has a couple of pictures on it. “I was told once, ‘Go home to somewhere you like, somewhere where you love being alive.’ And since Ark Angel is a deep space vessel and we’ll be here for quite awhile, I thought I would try to make this place look like home. I’m sure it will take more credits than I have, but a little at a time, right?” The photos on the PaDD are of the inside of a small wood cabin. The main room has a kitchen, desk area, and living space. Just like standard quarters, but with a more rustic asthetic than standard Star Fleet quarters. The asthetic extends into the bedroom area as well. “I’d love to get those holographic immiters that go into the view ports to change the view.”
Lt.jg Fayth, CSO

Tabris took a sip and immediately knew that wasn’t the soda he had grown up with, but he just resolved to programming it into the replicators next time he had a chance to. He smiled as he listened, listening was always a thing that the El-Aurian people were known for, his demeanor was that of an old friend, “Tell me more about Oliver, he sounds like he was important to you” Tabris found himself saying as he pulled out a 5X8 top spiral bound notebook from his pocket and a 1.3 mm mechanical pencil to start jotting down notes, his snoopy watch prominent on his wrist as he says, “I like that, ‘Go home to somewhere you like, somewhere where you love being alive’. I think too often we are full of the race, to get the job done, to get to the next mission, to find out our next duty assignment. But at the end of the day you need to enjoy your space.” Tabris said while writing down the notes of rustic cabin chic, the paneld wood the rustic furniture, the holo emitters, all of that.

Sharah thinks. “Well I he was the botanist on board the Galileo when I was on my way to visit Vulcan with my family. He taught me everything I know about plants and their medicinal uses. Honestly in those few short month with him I learned more about botany than I ever did at the Academy. Before he was a science officer he was a fight wing pilot in the Dominion war. And he taught at the University Of Tartu on Earth and even did some guest lecturing at the Academy. His last posting was on the Atlantis. I’m not sure where he is now. He does that sometimes. He moves on to the next thing in his life and sometimes he gets so wrapped up in his work he forgets about the rest of us for awhile.”

“He sounds like he was an excellent teacher. We’re lucky to have someone who learned under his excellent tutelage. I can easily relate to that sort of life, never staying in one place and feeling the itch to move on and start anew. It’s never easy for the families and friends of those that wander, but their stories can sometimes make up for it as I’m sure you well know.” Tabris said, almost reflecting on his own life a little there as he spoke quietly and softly.

“Olly was an excellent teacher. He had an endless amount of patience, and even more passion for what he did. It was contagious.” Sharah smiles at the memories. “It’s a good thing he had a lot of patience too. The first time I met him I destroyed his arboretum, running in and out of the different flower beds and strewing dirt everywhere.”

Closing his notebook after finishing his notes he took a slow walk around the room, adjusted his glasses a little further up his nose as they had slipped down just a tad, and said. “Don’t you worry about the credits Lieutenant, we’re on a deep space mission and making sure you’re able to perform at your best is key. Now lets talk your color pallet shall we?” Tabris said as he pulled some color swatches from the back of his notebook.

Ensign Tabris Asam, Eng

“Color pallet?” Sharah hadn’t thought about color choices, not really, other than a pale yellow for the walls if the wood cabin idea didn’t pan out. “Nothing bright, more subdued. I prefer earth tones to anything else. Do you have any suggestions?” She took her water and sat down at the table and offered the ensign a seat across from her.
Lt. jg Fayth, CSO

Tabris slapped his forehead softly as he said, “Shoot I thought I brought my bag with me. Here, take a look at these and see if anything appeals to you while I replicate something.” Getting up Tabris handed the Lieutenant the 4 swatches he had on him, a few old earth style paint chips ranging from yellows to browns to some pastels. “Computer, would you please replicate item Tabris-1163? Thank you”. As he approached the replicator the swirling energy and matter coalesced into two items. One was a Pantone FHIC200 interior color book the other a ring bound copy of his old standard The Surface Texture Book. He brought them over and said, “You know I haven’t done interior design professionally since I got out of the business back in 2027 so most of what I know is a few hundred years out of date, but the log cabin look was ‘in’ back then so let’s go over some ideas” Tabris opened both books to some swatches and texture samples that he thought would work well.

Ensign Tabris Asam, Eng

Sharah looked at the books and was slightly overwhelmed. She hadn’t expected, what she thought was a simple request, to be so…involved? “Oh okay.” She opened the texture book and went through them. “I think, the only preference I have is that it’s natural materials. Well it will be replicated so based on natural materials. Synthetics are just too…I don’t know, they make me feel like I’m living in a holodeck, and nothing in a holodeck is real or authentic.” For Sharah there was a kind of peace in the holodeck, but it wasn’t real and though sometimes the illusion of quiet on a holodeck helped her focus she preferred the chaos of her real life to any illusion.

She opened the other book full of color samples and her eyes went wide. “That’s…a lot of colors.” She looked back at the picture she had of the cabin and back at the color choices. “I like the tone of the wood from the cabin. Browns, greens, burnt oranges, reds. I’m actually going to have more plants in here after we’re done.” She looks around. “I didn’t think it would be this…detailed.” She laughes a little turning the pages. The pastels caught her eye, because they reminded her of some of the flowers she intended to pot and bring in, but she wasn’t sure she wanted those colors on her walls.
Lt. jg Fayth, CSO


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