Posted July 6, 2020, 8:18 p.m. by Captain Calvin Marius (Captain) (Luke Hung)
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She nodded. “I was born on Vulcan, although I spent the majority of my youth on Earth. How was the colony, if you don’t mind my curiosity.” She found herself quite pleased with the Captain. He seemed open, although it was strange to her that he was spending time with her.
-T’Lora“Lethal.” Marius responded coldly. It didn’t take an empath to determine she touched a subject that held a lot of emotional baggage for him. The dangerous glint left his eyes, it was a moment that conveyed way too much information, pain, anger, and the coldness of a man who had seen death and had dealt it. Marius forced a half smile on his face… an expression of positivity that was rare for him.
“Why did you leave Vulcan and reside on Earth and then join Star-Fleet?” He reversed the question and paused. If the Vulcan responded completely she would be occupied for more than a few moments.
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She felt his pain and was taken aback by the depth of it for a moment. She took a sip of her drink before beginning to tell the story. “I am afraid it is not a happy tale Captain. I shall assume you would prefer the short answer. My father was considered a traitor to Vulcan culture, as he wished to embrace emotions. Many classmates took their disagreements with him out on me.” She gestured to the large scar on her face. “We moved to the Arabian peninsula on Earth soon after. I joined after my father’s death so as to fulfill his last wish.”
-T’Lora“Children, and some adults can be cruel.” He looked at the scar. “You shouldn’t have gone through that. I’m glad to see that Federation was lucky enough to get the gift of your talents.”
“I have to believe that you could of had that scar removed if you wanted it, especially since its on your face.” Marius had more than a few on his body, but most of them were concealed by his clothes.
He smirked… “So what’s your favorite emotion? If that isn’t an indelicate question.”
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She nodded softly to acknowledge him. “I suppose now, so long down the line, I could have it removed. To be honest I think of it only when I am telling the story. Its purpose was once to remind me, but now it serves as a reminder to everyone else.”
“Vanity is an emotion…” He chimed in. “Functionally the scar has no real impact in your performance.”
She nodded. “A different sort of reminder Captain. We are often viewed as “perfect.” Emotionless, logical, and uniform. There is very little visible variation in Vulcans. I find that many need a reminder that we too have differences.” She leaned forward and dropped her voice to a whisper. “Though I will admit, looks of surprise are often humorous.”
She brushed her hair behind her ear, amusement playing on her face. “I must admit I’ve never had anyone ask so blatantly.” She paused to think. “My favorite emotion. In terms of my favorite to exist, I would say love. There are few emotions every being I have ever melded with has contained, but I have yet to meet someone devoid of love. However, if you are asking which is my favorite to feel, as T’Lora of Vulcan, I am partial to disappointment.”
She smiled. She knew she challenged his expectations of Vulcans. “And you, Captain?” Her voice was deceptively light, as though they were not talking freely of something taboo on her home planet.
-T’Lora“Love, a nice one..” He shrugged. “I hadn’t thought about it too much since emotions aren’t something that is an unusual experience for humans.”
“Humor, is that an emotion?” He paused. “A Vulcan walks into a bar, the bartender looks at him, ‘You look emotional.’ the Vulcan looks back and responds, ‘I don’t think I am.’ and then he disappears.” Marius smirked.
“You get it… ‘I think therefore I am…’ He doesn’t think he is… so he isn’t....” Marius started laughing.
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She smiled. “A clever play on words Captain. I don’t believe humor is an emotion, but it is still enjoyable to witness.” She looked around conspiratorially. “How exactly would one go about endearing themselves to the crew of this ship? Hypothetically, of course.”
-T’Lora
Marius’ smile disappeared, “No one needs to go out of their way to ‘endear’ themselves on my boat ensign, not to me, not to the rest of the crew. Do you job, be yourself, the rest will come.”
He leaned in matching her conspiratorial positioning. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, I not the most popular or friendly officer on the ship, it hasn’t stop me. Making friends shouldn’t be the goal, being yourself and seeing you likes you for you… that’s the real thing.” He looked up looking directly and unerringly at the CMO. “Those friendships are what you want. That what love is ensign.”
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