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Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted Jan. 25, 2021, 6:52 p.m. by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) (Silke Fahl)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?
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After stealing a glance towards the PaDD next to her to check the recipe, Kiama nodded. “Now we need a large pot. I think Chef Harv said they are in the cupboard next to you,” she said with a hint of doubt in her voice.

“Alright,” Faye said, crouching in front of the lower cupboard and pulled out a medium sized pot. Harv’s stuff was all professional scale so they really didn’t need anything too big. ” Faye stood in a fluid motion and set it down for Kiama.

Once the pot was found and on the stove, Kiama poured some vegetable oil into it and turned the stove on, setting it to medium. As she waited for it heat up, she suddenly exclaimed, “I forgot the rice! We should probably start cooking that as well, I guess?” Kiama felt her cheeks burn as blood rushed to her face again. How could she forget about the rice?

~Lt. Naim, CSO

Calloway snapped her finger and pointed at Kiama with a light laugh. “Yes we did, but it takes no time at all. “So why don’t you work on the curry. I got the rice,” she said, hunting for a smaller sized pot to cook enough rice for the two of them. They didn’t have time to soak it, but a good rinse would so the trick too.

“Sounds good to me,” Kiama chuckled and added the onions into the pot in front of her.

Measuring out the right amount of water, Faye moved down and peeked around Kiama, snagging the bag of rice with a grin and set about measuring out what she needed. “So, you’re clearly handy in the kitchen. Where did you learn?”

~Faye Calloway

Now it was Kiama’s turn to hesitate and feel slightly uncomfortable. She knew it was silly, but … She sighed ever so softly and after a couple of moments of silence eventually said a little awkwardly, “We had cook. Something first my grandmother and then my mother insisted on. And for a plethora of reasons I ended up spending a lot of time in the kitchen. Especially after the occupation. Reenan liked having me around and teaching me things, so I helped her a lot. Something my mother wasn’t exactly pleased about, but that never stopped me.” As she talked, Kiama kept her eyes firmly at the pot, stirring the onions in the oil a little while waiting for the right moment to continue adding other ingredients.

~Lt. Naim, CSO

Silence passed between them as Faye moved over to the sink to rinse the rice. She was trying to keep her own emotions in check and for a brief moment wished Kiama wasn’t psi positive. There just would be no easy way around this and she wasn’t sure if she was ready for this to be openly known. “Don’t be ashamed that you learned from someone experienced,” Faye said firmly, but her tone wasn’t unkind. “That she was an employee doesn’t make her time with you less valuable.” Faye cast her gaze towards her friend. “I’ve been the employee before,” she said with a smile, though it didn’t fully reach her eyes. “Honest work is a noble thing. The kindest thing you can do is be proud of learning from Reenan.”

~Faye Calloway

Turning quickly, Kiama looked at Faye with a startled expression. “I’m not ashamed. At least not for spending so much time with Reenan and learning a lot from her. She actually taught me more than cooking skills,” she said softly. “She is a wonderful person and we are still in touch.” A soft sigh escaped her lips and she bowed her head for a moment. When she looked up again, there was a spark of anger in her eyes and there was some harshness in her voice when she continued talking. “But I am ashamed of or maybe angry with my mother. We always had employees to take care of the house and the garden and when I was little she treated them - maybe not like equals, but kindly. At least from what I could tell. But after the occupation … when she had to take my grandmother’s place as the head of the family and in our government … her attitude changed and she seems to think she is better then them. Then most people really. She didn’t want me in the kitchen and spending time with Reenan because - I quote - ‘It’s beneath your status.’” Kiama clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging painfully into her palms, and took a deep breath before she continued a little more calmly, “I don’t care about status or any of that. Being born into the families we’re born into … that’s just a coincidence. Or at least nothing we did anything for. Not to mention that we are all equal, all worthy of being treated with respect and loving kindness. So what that I was born into one of the leading houses on Betazed? That doesn’t make me better or worthier than anyone else!” Falling silent, Kiama took a deep breath and suddenly looked a little uncertain, maybe even scared. Almost as if she expected to be told off for losing her temper.

~Lt. Naim, CSO


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