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side sim: The lunch date

Posted Nov. 27, 2021, 2:37 p.m. by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) (Lucas Foxley)

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side sim: The lunch date

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side sim: The lunch date

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side sim: The lunch date
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Rand, pulled in close, looked up at him, and looked rather mischievous. She was stopped from answering as the lift stopped. They moved off the lift and another officer got on, quickly covering his surprise. Once past the lift she blushed before speaking, “I asked if you were in a hurry.”

Rand

Roman gave the officer a bit of a look, one of his “mind your own business” looks. Then he looked back to Rand. “Why wouldn’t I be? I get to spend all day with you.” It was cheesy, but true. If he were walking quickly it was because he couldn’t wait to get back to his quarters with her.

~ Roman

“In that case you would answer ‘tha’ - yes. Or ‘Tha mi gu dearbh’ - yes, I am.” She said each one clearly and exaggerating just slightly so he could hear how the sounds blended together. She stopped at her door just long enough to place the leftover pie inside. Then they walked the rest of the way down the corridor to his quarters. Rand stepped inside after he opened the door.

Rand

“Okay, tha.” His pronunciation of the sounds weren’t perfect but it was a simple word so it was harder to tell. He repeated it a few times trying to memorize it and get it right. He waited patiently for her to put the pie away and then opened his own door for her, letting her step in to his quarters first. Once inside, he took his normal seat on his bunk. “Are there any other easy words?” He asked, smiling.

~ Roman

Rand was disappointed when he let go of her. She wanted to sit next to him, but maybe out of habit maybe uncertainty, she moved over to the desk chair. She stood hand resting on the back of the chair considering his question. “àite -Ship, luch - mouse, rionnag - star”

Rand

Roman seemed almost as disappointed when she moved towards the desk chair. There was more than enough space next to him for her. But maybe she preferred the chair, so he didn’t say anything. He grabbed one of his notepads and scribbled the words down, trying to remember them. “So Nibbles is a luch?

~ Roman

“Almost, l..u..ch” The end sound had almost a hard ‘g’ sound at the beginning, but subtle. She grinned when he called the mouse Nibbles. “She is and Mushu would be dearc.” Seeing him writing the words down, she walked over, sat down, and gently took the pencil from him and added an accent mark to àite, wrote dearc, then she wrote each phonetically underneath. “Or we have dearc goo for the goo lizard. We don’t have a word for goo.” She leaned into him slightly while she wrote. She glanced up at him, seemingly mischevious, “nathair deamhan. Nathair means snake.”

Rand

“You know, the scientific name isn’t actually goo lizard, right?” Roman was smiling as he said it. She sat down next to him, and when she reached for it, he let go of the pencil. Next to hers, his handwriting looked sloppy - and his was some of the better handwriting in the labs. He could hear the difference between how he pronounced luch and how she did, but he didn’t know how to make that sound. She leaned into him as she wrote on his notepad, and he put his arm around her again. “If nathair means snake, what’s deamhan?” He asked. He figured she meant Mr Wyvern, and he was curious what exactly she was calling the venomous snake.

~ Roman


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