Holodeck 2 - A Musical Introduction

Posted June 2, 2023, 2:49 p.m. by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) (Lindsay B)

Posted by Fleet Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Holodeck 2 - A Musical Introduction

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in Holodeck 2 - A Musical Introduction

Posted by Fleet Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Holodeck 2 - A Musical Introduction


Cochrane’s gaze was on her instrument as she plucked the strings and coaxed each note. The playing style reminded him of the Terran banjo or Vulcan harp, and he was starting to understand how the instrument worked in theory. As her music became the raindrops, he contrasted and supported it with low, drawn out chords… distant thunder to her rain.

Cochrane, CO

Something was happening as she played and Sair wasn’t sure she could even explain it. The prizar seemed to be asking for her to give something of herself that she couldn’t recall ever doing. She had also thought of herself as a technically adequate player but she didn’t have the depth of feeling for her music the way her father did. His music could move you to tears! But as Alex responded so naturally to her changes, something shifted in her. Was it him and his beautiful playing? Was it something within her? Sair couldn’t say for sure, but she did know that she felt close to him in this moment as he brought the thunder to bear upon their imagined little scene.

~Sair Songz, CNS

Alex’s eyes were closed as his fingers slid up and down the strings on the neck of the cello. He was lost inside the music for a brief moment, each note falling on him like the rain in gentle storm they were creating. He smiled to himself and decided to see how intuitive Saier was… if it was comparable with her playing.

He shifted slightly in temp and pitch, and the thunder slowly faded and higher, crisper notes began to flutter into the musical tapestry like birds.

Cochrane, CO

Half-lidded, Sair could feel the sunshine come out after the storm faded and the tremolo return hovering underneath his lighter notes. Her notes flowed together in a different way than he could with his bow, but it wasn’t unlike the undulating babbling of a creek. Not unlike the sound the water made in the garden on Deck 4 as it trickled lazily down the hill. It made her feel lighter, brighter, the way she used to feel when everything in life felt possible and within her grasp. She yearned for that feeling again and that yearning hovered beneath the babble as well.

~Sair Songz, CNS

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