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JP: Cpt Rajel & Cmdr Traenor - The Return (Part 2)

2019-01-11 20:06:34

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((Mari'ata Dance Studio Re-creation - Holodeck 3, USS Constitution)= ) Rajel: ::laughing:: He might, though the Counselor is Elaina Ren now. Saveron is in stationed in Sick Bay. Traenor: Oh? The more things change, and all that. Well, I'll be su= re to visit this new counselor, then. ::now it was his turn to elbow Jalana:: And what's on your mind about all this? Any concerns or reservation= s you'd like to share? :: She chuckled slightly, leaning back, placing her palms on the wooden floor behind.:: Rajel: Have you ever thought about how thoroughly unprepared we are for time travel? Traenor: Now there's a random thought! =C2=A0::he knew it wasn=E2= =80=99t; the particulars of the Conny's last mission weren't public know= ledge, but one didn't make Commander without having a few trusted unofficial= sources:: =C2=A0I don't think we'll ever be fully comfortab= le with the paradoxes of time travel. Rajel: ::Laughing:: I know. It was a thought I had while we were in Salem. You are from Earth, have you heard about that place? ::Now it was Jalana's turn to take a playful jab at Maxwell, he was= certain. All Terrans are from Earth, and all that bunk. There was no doubting that Earth's past was a staple component of the colony wor= ld of Alpha III, though, and his homeworld embraced that history like all the rest of human settlements.:: Traenor: Something about mass hysteria, right? Salem, like the Spanish Inquisition, prejudged and tortured individuals based on spurious claims. Rajel: Yeah. I read something about it since we were back and it looks like they are still big on the whole past about witches and celebrating Halloween. Funny how some of these things survive for such a long time. Traenor: Hopefully they gave up on the torture aspect, though, right? ::He flashed her a knowing smirk to indicate that he was fully kidding, and prompting her to continue her thought process.:: Rajel: When we first arrived, we believed the costumed children to be aliens that we had never seen before following ritualistic blackmailing practices. ::laughing:: It took us a while to figure out that we were on Earth and that they were celebrating. Traenor: That was the 20th century, right? It was a dark period in Earth history, just glad you arrived at a short break when you could laugh about a misunderstanding instead of regretting it. ::It was disingenuous to paint Earth in the twentieth century with such a broad stroke. Some of human's greatest achievements and advanceme= nts also happened in that century, but there was no denying the fact that his ancestors were well into the 21st and 22nd century before they came together as a race for the betterment of all. Not that he had to remind Jalana of the dark aspects of Earth's past, as this wasn't = the first foray of this crew into that rough time period of human history. No wonder the concept of time travel was prevalent in the Trill's mind= .:: Traenor: ::continuing:: But it all worked out in the end. No time paradoxes that I'm aware of. You didn't upset the course of= human history or anything. Rajel: I am just wondering how many things could change the future or the past by not knowing about the culture or people that are destination of time travel. Did anything change because of us, Lorain, Carter or that alien escape pod? Traenor: ::ruminating:: That's a good point. Imagine being sent bac= k to proto-Vulcan, not knowing anything about their pre-Surak civilization, and approaching them as if pure logic and the suppression of emotion would endear you to them? A good way to be beaten over the head with an IDIC. Rajel: I can imagine it being quite confusing. Would still make me wonder if that approach would have played a role in the change, at least a little. ::She held her index and thumb close together.:: Traenor: If I understand temporal theory - a BIG if, mind you - the only way that I or anyone else who didn't time-travel would know if you= changed anything is if you yourself noticed such a difference. My history would have irrevocably changed as soon as you made that impact, and any knowledge of a previous circumstance would be erased, because it never happened that way to me. So you tell me. Did I use to have= different colored eyes, or two heads, or the like? Rajel: Now that you say it, you definitely had two heads and three sets of arms. What happened to those? ::She smirked in amusement, making it clear that she wasn't serious.:: Traenor: ::laughing:: See, this is not just a temporal issue. An important consideration, sure, but look at how many first contacts have gotten off on the wrong foot because of misunderstanding culture. The Klingons, the Ferengi, the Romulans That changes the course of fut= ure history as well. So in essence we are all time travelers, affecting the timeline, just in the present affecting the future instead of in the past affecting the present. Rajel: Have you always been this smart? Traenor: Depends was I always this philosophical in your memory? := :he flashed a dazzling smile at her, having fun again at her expense:: Maybe I was dull and uncouth, and your meddling in the past changed me. Hopefully for the better? Rajel: ::Grinning:: If the theories are correct, I wouldn't know si= nce I changed it before I met you. But you are pretty okay the way you are, so I don't mind. ::Being serious again, Maxwell sidled a bit closer to Jalana, not quite close enough to touch, but close enough to exude confidence and comfort to a good friend. He looked at her earnestly, though he still felt a bit modest about her attire.:: Traenor: At the end of the day, you took as much care as you could, and you brought all your people home safe. Not only that, but you rescued two time-stranded Starfleet officers. Nobody is going to focus on the fact that you misunderstood Hallowe'en, when everything else was a= qualified success. You done good, Doc. :: As the Captain she had the responsibility for the crew, the mission, the ship and it was expected that she did her job. That also meant that she rarely heard words like these. =E2=80=98You done good', =E2=80= =98Good job' were not expected but hearing them felt good anyway. Jalana looked at him thoughtfully before taking a deep breath and tilting her body slightly to the side, resting her head on Maxwell's shoulder. :: Rajel: Thank you, Maxwell. ::Her voice was a mere whisper:: Traenor: ::touched by her sudden vulnerability:: It was nothing. Just the truth. ::pause:: It sounds like you sometimes find it= lonely at the top. Rajel: It can be. Don't get me wrong. I'm not doing this jo= b for praise or glory. But it feels good to hear that I'm not failing completely= . ::Maxwell almost found himself wrapping his arms around Jalana, comforting her, letting her know that she wasn't alone but= he stopped that train of thought dead before he even twitched a muscle. She was his captain, for fates' sake, and a good friend. Now was not the time t= o project his own suddenly conflicted feelings upon her and risk a misunderstanding. Such an action would imply a closer friendship than perhaps she felt. He harrumphed to cover his awkwardness and planted on a patented smirk, changing the subject towards safer harbors.:: Traenor: So tell me, then. Zindara was the accomplished dancer, a skill from before the Rajel symbiont, I assume. That sort of skill doesn'= t transfer between hosts, does it? :: She laughed slightly and sat back up straight. She could imagine that it was difficult to understand for someone who had not gone through it: Trill were kind of unique in that regard. :: Rajel: Well, do you ever have the feeling that there is something you should be able to do really well but then your body seems to disagree? Traenor: Well, yeah. ::laughing:: I think I should be able to walk, talk, and chew bubble gum at the same time, but my medical history proves otherwise. But this is different. It's not like it's= your own skills that we're talking about here... Rajel: For me it is I remember my past lives, I remember learning = these skills, accumulating the knowledge even using it, maybe even every day. So my mind is convinced that I am able to do it. But the body that learned for example how to dance, is not the body that I am using right now, so the muscles are not used to that kind of movement. Basically, I'll have to learn something again that I think I already know. So = the host after me will most likely not be able to do surgeries just like my memory of dancing is failing me now. Traenor: Huh. And here I always thought it was like a holovid, albeit one of an entire lifetime - you had memories of watching someone else doing these things. Perhaps I'll never understand Trill joining. Rajel: Maybe you can compare it with something you learned thirty years ago but have not done since. ::Instead of that imagery, Maxwell tried a different tack. He imagined trying to take his lifelong and prodigious skills in the piano, and applying it to an alien musical instrument that was similar, but not the same. How frustrating would it be to have all the training, experience, and knowledge to complete the task, but stymied by the inability to effectively apply it? Nodding in understanding, he felt he might start to understand what Jalana was experiencing.:: Traenor: Something you =E2=80=98know', but can't apply? Per= haps I can imagine it. On the plus side, if it's something you want to do, you at leas= t have a leg up on somebody learning it from scratch. Perhaps not the most comforting thought, but it's something. Rajel: That's true. At least I know the theory, compared to nothing= . ::She smiled slightly.:: Traenor: Tell you what, Doc. How about I let you get back at it? I just wanted to let you know I was aboard again, I didn't mean to pull yo= u away from your free time. ::pause:: And it's good to be back, I ass= ure you. :: Jalana grinned and playfully mock-slapped his arm.:: Rajel: You never pull me away from anything, but I'm sure you=E2=80= =99ll have a lot of stuff to do for your check-in round. And Eden will be thrilled to see you. Traenor: Yes! ::his face brightened at her name:: This damned assignment has kept me away from Southend more often than not when the Conny comes to port, as well you know, so I haven't had the chance to spend tim= e with her as much as I would have liked. I hope she's been keeping u= p with her studies. Rajel: ::nodding:: She's been doing well, you can be proud of her. ::As he spoke, Maxwell started rising to his feet, earnest in his assertion that he didn't want to monopolize Jalana's rare f= ree time despite her statement to the contrary. He even managed to do so somewhat gracefully, for him at least.:: Traenor: I owe T'Aven a debt of gratitude for taking her under her= wings. And you, for letting her stay aboard in my absence. ::Following his example she got up from the floor, though a little bit more gracefully perhaps. As they both stood, Jalana stepped forward and hugged him briefly. :: Rajel: It's good to have you back, Maxwell. Traenor: ::with a true smile:: May it be for a long spell. Talk to you soon, Doc. :: She smiled and watched him leave in the mirror before her. She always enjoyed when Starfleet made the decision to bring back crew members they had pulled away before, though with Maxwell also being a friend for so long it was a special pleasure. A little more motivated now, she looked at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath. .oO Here we go again. Oo. :: END JP by Maxwell Traenor Strategic Science Liaison Officer, Starbase 104 A239111MT0 & Captain Jalana Rajel Commanding Officer USS Constitution B Image Team Facilitator A238906JL0 -- *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*= ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Maybe it was a gas leak in the shed." Her parents' mumbling voices went past Alana, it was all too much for her. Never had she seen a fire like that, and the pile of ashes in the garden showed how lucky they were that nobody had been inside when it went off. But something felt wrong with what her brother said. Not the words themselves in the first moment, but seeing their gazes, the looks her parents shot over to her every now and then. They were full of shock and something else that the little ten year old girl had never seen before. Fear. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*= ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Ashwood Falls - Sra'kalor *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*= ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "= UFOP: StarBase 118 - USS Constitution-B" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an e= mail to sb118-constitution+unsubscribe@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to sb118-constitution@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/sb118-constitution. 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