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SideSIM: Gamma Shift (Kostas/Anyone Welcome)

Posted April 26, 2021, 7:10 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) (Trin S)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lukas Kostas (Science Officer) in SideSIM: Gamma Shift (Kostas/Anyone Welcome)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) in SideSIM: Gamma Shift (Kostas/Anyone Welcome)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Lukas Kostas (Science Officer) in SideSIM: Gamma Shift (Kostas/Anyone Welcome)
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Most evenings, T’Aria enlisted to the night shift, trusting she would find a better company in duty than the tapestry-laden walls of her empty quarters. Tonight she had submitted to rest. But her efforts were skewed by a restlessness that teemed with equal vigour in her mind and bones. She tried to ignore it. She fixated on the abyss of reds and golds that adorned her room and let her mind drift into the calming scent of Vulcan spice. But it didn’t last long. T’Aria had grown so accustomed to the current of medicine that this quiet would surely drive her mad.

A soft sigh escaped her as she pushed herself up and swung her legs over the bed. Her feet brushed the ground as she rose and meandered to a nearby table, whose wooden surface was ornamented with Vulcan engravings. T’Aria knelt and relieved the gentle flame of burning incense. “Computer,” her voice resounded with a faint accent, “raise lights to 25%.” She didn’t see the reason in idly waiting for the embrace of sleep. So, shedding her robes for a tunic, T’Aria abandoned her post and wandered down Chernov’s circuitous halls. Her mind followed suit.

Embraced by the dull vibration of flowing energy and the soothing drones of working systems, T’Aria listened to the Chernov’s strange melody as it guided her aimlessly down its passageways. She didn’t have a destination in mind, but she trusted one would happen upon her.

– T’Aria

Lukas had been working, though he was not actually on duty just then. With how well those aboard this ship knew him, they’d think all he did was work. He was more or less always in the lab, on duty, or in his quarters. And he was rather a private person. When he did chat, he rarely spoke about his personal life. As it grew late, considering he would be working in the morning, he thought it best he went back to his quarters.

But as he headed there, he rounded a corner and the first thing he saw was someone else wandering the halls. A Vulcan. “Ah, you must be T’Aria,” He said as they got closer. “I’ve heard about you but I don’t believe we’ve met.”

~ Lt JG Kostas, Science

T’Aria lifted her chin to her fellow wanderer. Quirking her brow, a hint of latent regard trickling through her expression, she stifled her pace. “Likewise,” she bowed in the equivalent of a handshake. Taking a second to do a once-over in search of a defining trait that might remove him from a mosaic of nameless faces, T’Aria eventually submitted to an imperceptibly bashful question. “What is your name, Lieutenant?”

“Kostas,” he said, going by last name. He generally preferred his last name, though he wouldn’t be offended if one were to use his first name.

After he’d offered a name, she continued with a light gesture to walk in the direction he was heading. “What’s kept you up at this hour?”

– T’Aria

“Just working,” Lukas replied, shrugging. “I didn’t expect to run into anyone. Halls are usually quiet at this hour of the night.” He was known for being a bit of a loner, and working at night when no one else was around, gave him the type of isolation he generally preferred. No distractions, just science. Chemicals and compounds were his language, and his specialty was discovering new elements in space and on alien planets.

~ Lt JG Kostas, Science

“Most people have a concept of time,” T’Aria remarked — openly suggesting she was not one of those people — and shook her head. She considered him a moment. Kostas’ curtness implied a certain inwardness accentuated by his composure; he seemed quiet. She respected that.

Not Kostas. He’d meant to be out at this time. So much more work could get done with no one bothering him. “It’s quiet. I like it that way,” he said.

“It appears you have somewhere to be,” she observed in a gesture to his ‘just working’ remark. T’Aria thought to leave it there and bid him farewell, but a fleeting thought guided her forward. “If that’s not the case,” she lifted a pale hand in the lounge’s general direction, “you’re welcome to join me for tea.”

— T’Aria

“Ah…” Well, why not? Lukas thought, changing his answer before it came out. “Sure.” He’d sort of rather just go… but he didn’t want to appear as unfriendly as he tended to be. Perhaps he should work on that. And he did enjoy a nice cup of tea.

~ Lt JG Kostas, Science

“Marvelous,” the word slipped from her tongue, half-poised and half-shocked. She hadn’t expected Kostas to agree, but she didn’t let it infect her otherwise tranquil expression. Another slight gesture to the lounge propelled her forward.

“You mentioned you’re a scientist,” T’Aria observed once they were down the corridor, “are you endeavouring any projects?” Small-talk was not a skill the Vulcan readily boasted, but she could at least make decent-ish conversation.

– T’Aria


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