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Just Another Day

Posted Nov. 25, 2023, 6:21 p.m. by Civilian Thyr Th'arialat (Resident) (Lucas Foxley)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Just Another Day

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Just Another Day

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sharah Fayth (Chief Star Fleet Medical Officer) in Just Another Day
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“I look forward to seeing you again,” said Thyr and was surprised to realize he meant it.


Three days later, Thyr had the gift ready as promised. A small and easily handleable multi tool from which sprang a knife by a small lever with a safety mechanism, to avoid accidental self stabbings. It had several useful tools worked into an ornate handle plate or folding out of the body work. All in all it was about five inches long and one thick. The symbol Sharah had requested was masterfully carved into an Andorian grey wood handle plate on both sides.

~ Thyr

It was late in the day before Sharah showed up. She was very subdued and looked like perhaps she hadn’t slept. She entered the shop and walked toward the counter. There were other people shopping and buying, so she detoured slightly to look in the display cases.

Fayth

Thyr let her look and waited for her to come to him, helping other customers in the meantime.

~ Thyr

When things cleared out, Sharah made her way over towards him. “Hello Thyr.”

Fayth

“Sharah!” Thyr said and reached over, grabbing his project for her and setting it on the desk in front of him. “How’s this?” He asked, looking at her. She looked tired, maybe? It wasn’t his business regardless, though he did wonder.

~ Thyr

She smiled brightly. He seemed excited to see her. That was nice considering how reluctant he had been to even get medical treatment at first.

Oh he would still be reluctant to accept medical help. But at least he liked having her around, it would make it easier to convince him next time he might need it.

She took the piece from him and looked it over, opening each of the tools and closing them. She looked at the engraved design and smiled very brightly. “It looks wonderful! Thank you. He will like this very much.”

Fayth

Thyr waited patiently for her to finish looking it over. He smiled when she said it looked good and quoted a price. It was a little low for the quality, but Thyr was still trying to “build a local reputation” or whatever Jezem had said. “I’m glad you like it. I hope he will as well. My work is intended to be used. I’m also willing to repair it if anything ever happens to it.”

~ Thyr

Sharah didn’t even haggle the price. She had no idea if the price was high or low, but she thought it was worth every credit and she pressed her thumb to the payment scanner. “Well it’s shipping all the way out to the Delta quadrant. As soon as I know what he thinks, I will tell you. And I will let him know about the repairs.” She thought it was lovely, and couldn’t wait to send it to Eilah.

Fayth

Shivan wouldn’t have stood for it if she had, unless there was some workmanship issue. He wasn’t a haggler, strictly. His prices were his prices, always had been. “It’ll last him as long as he treats it well,” Shivan promised.

~ Thyr

Sharah nodded, still looking over it, fascinated by all the different tools attached to it. “He will. My brother is meticulous about caring for things.” She looked up, “Thank you Thyr. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but this is is what I would have picked if I’d known anything about what I was doing.”

Fayth

He nodded again and smiled. “Just be careful with it, alright? The cutting edge on that thing’s good enough to take a finger off, and it won’t dull easily either.”

~ Thyr

Not too long ago a comment like that would have made Sharah very sad, even though she knew it was coming from a place of gentle concern. She closed the knife carefully and grinned at him. “I may not know much about weapons, but I do know my way around sharp blades. I’m a skilled surgeon after all. How is business? You looked busy today.”

Fayth

It wasn’t like Shivan to concern about anything like that. Anyone who knew him would think he’d lost his marbles. “It was busy, yeah.” He looked at his request wall and works in progress. “Not too many custom jobs, mostly people looking for decoration pieces,” he said with a shrug. “No problem with that, means I get to make more of what I like and throw it on the shelf.”

~ Thyr

“Well, I can’t wait to see more of what you make.” She really thought some of his pieces belonged in an art gallery, but she was afraid he might find that insulting.

Fayth

“Come by anytime,” Thyr said. “So long as I’m selling enough, there’ll always be something new.”

~ Thyr

The street was quiet as the other shops began to close and patrons headed home. “I will come see them. Thank you again, Thyr. It’s a wonderful piece. I’ll get going so you can close up.”

Fayth

“Take your time. I’m in no rush.” It was true. He had a knack for getting in trouble if he had too much time on his hands and he didn’t need more trouble right now. “Tell me what he thinks when he gets it, too.”

~ Thyr

Sharah slipped it into her bag. “Oh, I will,” she assured him. She paused in front of a case, “I’ve never seen anything like this. What is it?”

Fayth

“An Andorian Ry’kah. It was used in the Andorian clans in the ancient days of Andoria. Specifically by chieftains. Some were more plain, some were more decorative, like that one.” Thyr told her, seeming to like talking about it.

~ Thyr

She walked around the display case admiring it. “What do the symbols mean?”

Fayth

“Unity and Protection.” Thyr replied, “with a generic symbol to represent a nameless clan.” He knew a lot about military history and weapons, and in his study of those he’d learned a lot about ancient cultures.

~ Thyr

“So, reminders of their responsibilities and position?” She looked up, “On Betazed we mostly have old pottery and jewelry type things that represent the leaders of our houses. Usually they are collecting dust in closets until they are actually needed to be shown off.” She laughed softly. She’d never seen them herself, but had seen holos of them on display once.

Fayth

Thyr nodded. “Yeah, and as a center piece. To face one of these, was supposed to be terrifying, because they were often wielded by great warriors.” He smiled and shrugged, “Pottery is boring to me. Unless I can smash it with one of these. I can’t imagine using a dusty old vase to show off your position.”

~ Thyr

She laughed, “I like pottery. I mean when it serves a purpose. Like cups or plates and things. But these things supposedly belonged to Rixx and his followers. They are considered the founders of our civilization.” She shrugged, “Who knows. It’s all hereditary. Supposedly we have a democracy but you can only be voted onto the council if you belong to one of the 20 ruling houses. But I don’t live there anymore.”

Fayth

Thyr glanced at her. “That’s not democracy. It’s a ruling class.” He shrugged, “Not my problem anyway. Do you make pottery?”

~ Thyr

Sharah gave him a speaking glance. “Exactly. It isn’t as idyllic as one is led to believe. Then again most places aren’t.” Sharah shook her head. “No. I grow plants and sketch a little. I wouldn’t know what to do with clay.”

Fayth

“You grow plants, huh?” Thyr said with an odd look. He decided to change topics, “So you sketch? Anything interesting?”

~ Thyr

Sharah grimaced mentally. She was sure plants seemed wimpy to him, but she loved them. It was hard to make people understand. She went along with the change of subject. “Just whatever I happen to see around me. I’m not good at all. I would never subject anyone to my stick figures.”

Fayth

They didn’t seem wimpy, they seemed boring. He didn’t understand what was interesting about watching a plant grow. He chuckled and shrugged, “I’m no artist either. Trying to draw designs for a piece is about as far as I go.”

~ Thyr

“Maybe not drawing, but the detail work on your pieces is very artistic and detailed. Art comes in all forms.” To someone who wasn’t Sharah, growing plants was a slow and patient process and boring to many. But they had life and feelings and instinct all their own that was a joy to experience. She didn’t share that though.

Fayth

“Yeah, I guess.” Shivan replied with a shrug. “The detail takes time, material, but fetches a higher price.” He leaned on the counter. “That, and it’s more challenging to make.”

~ Thyr

Sharah’s brows went up slightly as she looked at him, “And you like a challenge don’t you? I mean why else have a friend like Jezem?” She laughed, “I’m joking.”

Fayth

“I do.” Shivan gave her a look, playful, but there was some real defensiveness there. “What’s wrong with Jezem?”

~ Thyr


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