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Holodeck 2- Cooking with the CNS

Posted Nov. 1, 2021, 3:22 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Vora Zorell (Scientist) (Lindsay B)

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He looked at Sienna and actually repeated the words of the question again, though he wasn’t really asking anymore. “On this planet. You had dinner with your parents, on this planet. Your betazoid parents on this planet, Earth. Where this house is. Right?”

– Johann Dvorak, CO

While Vora was following what he was saying, but it still wasn’t making much sense. She exchanged a look with Jerrin and both kept eating their dinner as they waited to see how things would unfold.

~Vora Zorell, Sciences

She blinked. Her mind was moving slower than she would like, trying to compute where this was going. Having been so happy in the company of others and her small successes with Jerrin, she wasn’t seeing the possible issue with answering his question honestly. “Yes. They visited often when my husband and I were home. He is human. much to their chagrin.”

Nox, CNS

“Huh,” Johann said. He seemed to think about this for another second. “That’s an interesting detail.” It was the last piece to the puzzle. He actually could figure it out now, if only he realized that he had a box of puzzle pieces to put together.

“Must have been a pain to coordinate that, you know, interstellar travel. Around your Starfleet careers also. You could be anywhere.”

– Johann Dvorak, CO

She smiled, again not seeing any danger. “I have always encouraged members of Star Fleet to take their leave regularly and I would be a hypocrite if I did not adhere to that advice as well. I did most of the coordination since my husband was much more busy being in command of the ship we were on. My mother and father were thankfully able to be more flexible with their schedules to accommodate ours.”

“Did you serve together on the same assignment?” Vora asked as well, curious on how others had worked it all out. Not that she and Johann had had any issues separating their personal and professional lives, but she had wondered from time to time what they would do if one of their careers pulled them away from the other. She wasn’t sure how she would handle that or if she cared that strongly about her personal career advancement to be apart. Currently, her answer was that she didn’t think it was worth or necessary, but could something come up to change all that? Possibly.

~Vora Zorell, Sciences

Perhaps it was the visual reminder all around her of her home and her life that made her more talkative about her husband. Her usual care at answering questions was less present as she spoke. Her relaxation obvious. “Yes. I was a Counselor on his ship, the USS Korolev.” Sienna said just before taking a bite of the lasagna…and that was when she realized her mistake. The food caught in her throat and she quickly covered her mouth with a cloth napkin as she began to cough rather violently.

Nox, CNS

If there were no sound from Siennadye’s violent coughing, it would be necessary to invent one. None of the people in the room had ever heard the sound of a phonograph needle scratching a record, so something more familiar would have to take its place. Perhaps a glass shattering, or lighting striking nearby.


“You didn’t mention that you know the Other Me,” he noted as he moved to take the seat to his left and grabbed the coffee. “But I suppose that I shouldn’t be surprised by that, considering, you know.” That thing we do, with your…

For a moment she stopped in her steps forward to take a seat in the sitting area. She had not meant to tell him that she had known his alternative self. She wasn’t hiding that particular fact per se, but it could lead to questions she did not want to answer. She smiled at his voice in her mind. Familiar and reassuring but his pause brought her full attention to him and out of her mind.

His thought was interrupted mid-sentence as he noticed the model of his previous assignment. … starship Korolev.

“That thing we do with my starship Korolev? Really captain that sounds almost obscene.” Her smile widened but she meant it as a distraction.


“Yes, ‘the story for another time,’” Johann said, with a slight smirk. He did, in fact, already know that she served on that ship, but now he actually knew why that particular detail was relevant, and why she was so determined to avoid talking about it. It should have been obvious earlier, though it was also something he had deliberately not probed at because he knew she didn’t want him to.

A twinge of guilt struck him as he realized he actually enjoyed figuring it all out, in much the same way he did when he caught her lying obviously about the matter in her office. This was obviously something she was in a great deal of pain about, but he still couldn’t help feeling smug satisfaction at the turnabout. It was petty. More importantly, it probably would be extremely awkward to let that come out here at this table, with Vora and Jerrin here.

“We probably shouldn’t go into all of it,” he said helpfully, offering Sienna an off-ramp. “I mean, you know… you didn’t tell me anything… but the whole thing with Captain Vars was kind of… notorious… and not good dinnertime conversation.” It seemed as if the same embarrassing incident involving his previous captain had happened in both their universes, so it was convenient excuse for changing the topic.

– Johann Dvorak, CO

If she had lived any other life, but might have just been confused and feeling like she was missing something, but Vora had learned a long time ago to read people and interpret many things about them. It was harder with non-Tenraiths, of course, but easier with people she knew well. Vora shifted her gaze to Johann and then Siennadye, picking up on something she couldn’t fully understand in this moment. After all, she had an edietic memory and could recall details easily, but you had to know what to recall sometimes. Later she’d probably chide herself for not piecing it together right there and then, but as it stood, they were changing the topic and she well understood that Jerrin’s presence made satisfying her curiosity a non-starter just now. Later though…

Vora reached for more salad and turned to Jerrin. “If your cooking regularly looks like this, you’re welcome to handle dinner anytime you like,” she said with a grin.

Jerrin snorted. “Going to get me a kitchen?”

A hearty chuckle rumbled in her throat. “We could arrange something.”

~Vora & Jerrin


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