SRR Morrahe`VnuChapter Thirty-Seven: Confrontations
[Emni's Quarters]

Rylan, knowing that D`Tarik has probably left out too many things to count on his report, decides to ask Emni to look over the Medical officer's report to make sure it was complete. He rings the chime on Emni's door, waits a few minutes, then mutters, "Oh, come on!" then rings the chime again.

"Ie?" the girl's startled voice comes from behind the still closed door, "Can I help au?"

"Ie, au can open the fvadt door!" he answers annoyed, "That would be of some help."

"I'm kind of...umm.. indisposed at the moment, rekkhai. Can au come back in like...fifteen minutes?"

"Na, I can't come back in fifteen minutes!" his voice teters on the edge of anger. "Do au realize how many departments I have to check in with?! Open the door...or I will."

He could hear the sound of her sighing in frustraition, "But, rekkhai...this is a *really* bad time....."

"For *au* Erien...na for *me*. Computer! Over ride the lock, security clearance tanga...." Hearing that, Emni runs to the door and unlocks it, blocking the way as it opens, trying to block his view into her room. She nerviously adjusts the robe she wore, making sure it covered her. Rylan doesn't seem to notice this at all. "What's the problem?" he holds up the isd with D`Tarik's departmental report on it. "I just needed to ask au a question...."

"Umm...ok...umm... ask away...." Emni's eyes constantly shift from him, to the room behind her, as her hands tightened the belt of the robe around her waist.

Rylan raises a brow slightly, suspicious of her behavior, "What's going on?" he casts a glance into the room beyond her, wondering if she was in trouble of some kind. "Are au alright?"

She stands on her toes, to block his view of her room better. "Of..umm.. course, rekkhai." she laughs nervously.

"What are au so nervous about then?" he smiles, trying to put the girl at ease.

"Umm...na-thing." she shakes her head, then asks suddenly, "So, what did au want to ask me?"

"Oh, ie!" he forgets the girl's strange behavior, and holds the isd out to her, "I wanted au to look over this report that D`Tarik sent in. Make sure he didn't leave anything out of it." he shrugs apologetically. "He tends to do that."

"Na, I haven't seen D'Tarik!" Emni suddenly protests, her voice just a little too loud, as she looks around nervously.

Rylan only looks confused by that, "I didn't ask au if au had seen him....only if au would look over this report." he waves the isd under her nose, then suddenly grins slyly, "Ahhhhh.....I see."

"Oh, ok...right...." Emni was just about to take hold of the isd in question, when a familiar voice comes from somewhere in the room behind her.

Hey Emni?....Au got a tooth brush?" D`Tarik's voice asked sleepily.

"Yep!" Rylan winks at the girl, then bursts out laughing, "I Knew it!"

Emni face flushes a darker green, then sighing, she turns and sits down on the edge of the bed. As Rylan turns around and heads off down the corridor, still laughing, She asks him confused, "Rylan? Didn't au need to talk about something? We might as well talk about it now...come on in..." she says frustrated.

Rylan comes back, then sees tr`Rekkohan standing in the middle of the room, fully dressed except for his lab coat, not moving at all. Rylan waves the isd in the air in front of him, leaning up against the open door frame, shaking his head, "Oh...wait a minute...wait a minute...." he loses the battle against laughing again.

"Rylan...au can come in." Emni repeats. "Na point in standing there with my door open...."

Trying to look serious, Rylan holds out the isd out to D`Tarik this time. "Sure....au didn't forget anything on this report?" he pauses, trying to keep the grin from appearing, "Like ninte relationship with the assistant medical officer?"

"Does that actually need to go in the report Rylan?" D`Tarik asked before he could stop himself, then quickly adds, "And really, will au come in so au don't have to stand there with the door open. Au might as well join us for some coffee or something." he offers, sitting at the table where his lab coat is draped over a chair.

"Na! Just look over the fvadt report and tell me au didn't leave anything out." Ry grins again, "Then I'll leave au two love birds to ninte-selves."

"Actually....I was getting ready to go." D`Tarik announces, "I have to be in med-lab in about 10 minutes." he stands from the chair again, putting on his lab coat, "I will look at it on the way." he walks over to Emni, and gives her a kiss, "I have to go to work now honey....I have always wanted to say that...." he smiles at his own joke and walks out of the room.

Rylan, holding back laughter again, shakes his head as he turns to follow the smaller boy, "Oh, that's just too funny..." not that far down the corridor, he says, "Well, hurry up and look it over then...I've got a lot more fvadt departments to harass today!" then chuckles again.

D`Tarik stops once they are far enough away from her door, "Au enjoyed that didn't au?"

"Apparently na as much as au enjoyed ninte-self earlier." Ry smirks.

"Ie.....I mean... umm....." D`Tarik interrupts himself, then snatches the isd out of Rylan's hand, "Okay, give me the ISD...." he pauses to pass a casual eye over it, "Na, na-thing important forgotten."

"Yeah whatever...." Ry takes the isd again, "I know au....au probably left out about a half-dozen things on this report." he shrugs, then heads off down the corridor, "But it'll have to do for now, I suppose."

"Hey wait!" D`Tarik suddenly calls out, "Want to join me in the bar for a few moments? They have fresh squeezed citrus juice there....it's quite good." he paused only a moment, then with his courage summoned up, he continued "We need to talk I believe.....and it's more like doctor's orders that we do."

"What do ya' mean doctor's orders?" Ry, unimpressed, keeps walking. "Na-thing wrong with me."

"Rylan...as chief medical officer I must insist that we talk." he runs after the taller boy to catch up to him, "If na as a doctor...then talk to me as a friend."

Not slowing his steps, Rylan looks at him confused, "About what?"

"When we get to the bar... I will tell au then."

"Look, if it's about Emni...forget it. I'll meet au later and au can tell me all then. But for right now, I've got to check in with the other departments."

D`Tarik grabs him by the shoulder, halting the taller boy's footsteps. "Na Rylan....it's about au."

Rylan looks guarded, but recovers quickly, though obviously still confused. "What about me?"

"We talk when we get to the bar...please Rylan...as a friend to me?"

The look of concern on D`Tarik's face was so genuine that Ry wondered -- just for a moment -- if he was dying or something. Casting a glance to his chrono, he frowned and motioned tr`Rekkohan off to a turbolift, "Fine, fine, fine....go on then..."

[Bar]

As Rylan walks in, he catches the barmaid's eye and without even thinking about it says, "Rhennish." then heads over to one of the tables.

D`Tarik shakes his head at the girl, then orders two glasses of citrus juice instead. Picking them up, he walks back with them to the table, and pushes one of the glasses into Rylan's hands.

Rylan looks at the glass of juice, then shakes his head. "Na, hann'yyo...I think I just ordered something, anyway...." he pauses, trying to remember if he had, indeed ordered something already. Setting the glass aside, he asks, "All right, What's up with au? What's so important that I have to stop in the middle of a duty shift to come here?"

"This and coffee are the strongest things au are going to be drinking from now on, if I have anything to do with it." D`Tarik says firmly, "And some other things....."

"Whatever..."

Not stopping at that, the smaller of the boys plunders on. "I`m going to have an order sent out to the bar from the chief medical officer that au can't drink...for health reasons. And I'll do my best to cancel any and all alcoholic drinks from the replicator in your room. Hopefully I can get a note out about it to the crew......ie...I feel like I`m playing the part of that councilor I programmed for au...." he trailed off, finally looking up to see Rylan's face.

Rylan's storm-colored eyes had narrowed till he resembled a snake about to strike. His voice, however, was controlled; almost unnerving in it's coldness. "First of all...au don't have any 'health reasons' to tell them about. Second of all...au didn't program the councilor for me. Thirdly...." Rylan's fists clenched up as if about to swing as he leaned forward, "Au try any of that -- any of that spreading rumors about me hnaev, and I'll make ninte life a living Areinnye. Understood, D`Tarik." Believing the conversation settled, Rylan stands from the table to walk away.

D`Tarik didn't let that stop him; he bravely continued. "First off, its na rumors Rylan. Au have a problem, and it's only getting worse." The taller boy had turned around again, fixing him with a 'I-can't-believe-you-just-won't-shut-up' look; and still D`Tarik kept going. "Sit back down, Rylan...now." he tried forcefully. When his only answer to this was a raised brow, he shook his head, "Au go right ahead and make my life a living Areinnye, but that's na going to stop me. And I *do* have health reasons. Au have already developed problems with ninte liver because of ninte drinking. And ninte addiction is only going to lead to more...."

"I don't have a problem DT." Rylan interrupts, "I haven't had a drink since...." he thinks about it, then shrugs again, "Since that holodeck mishap. And that was a hologram! If au think I have a problem than that's ninte business, but I don't."

It was D`Tarik's turn to shrug this time, "Well, if au don't have a problem, then au don't have anything to worry about, now do au?" motioning to the chair across from him, he continues "Now...sit back down, because we are na done. Au may take charge with a lot of things, Rylan. But na this time. This is my department. Au will listen to me. And I'm going to do this anyway."

Rylan sits back down, looking about ready to kill him, "Au go posting that hnaev, au can get me thrown out an airlock D`Tarik."

"Na." he shakes his head, "Na if au are willing to fix your problem, Rylan. I'm sure the Leih will be more then willing to help, and will na go and do something like that."

Rylan shakes his head and looks away, "Oh, sure au believe that! That's why au went and lied about the hole in the corridor, eh?"

"That's na hurting any io, Rylan. What au do *is*. If au plan on stopping ninte-self, then au won't mind help."

"I'm na hurting any io either!" Rylan angrily shot back, "Tell me when I *did* hurt somebody." he waits a bit then nods, "See? There isn't a time when I did. As a matter of fact, DT...*au* were the io that was obviously needing help, and *old drunken Rylan*," he says sarcastically, "was there to help au. I don't recall au complaining then."

"Rylan, stop it. Au need help, both with ninte drinking, and ninte depression. Au need to stop bringing stuff back on me, and wake up to ninte own problems. If au don't want the help, or don't think au need it....then I pity au....."

"When did I hurt somebody then? Where's the problem that makes au so worried?" he shrugs, "I haven't done *anything* to make au worry about me DT. I'm fine."

"Ie, au have." D`Tarik says firmly, "The way au have been moping about on this ship....and don't compare it to something I have done," he warns, "Because all I want to do is help au. Au'rh hurting ninte-self, Rylan. And au'rh hurting those that care about au when au do that." the boy pauses, then shakes his head, and takes the first drink from his glass, "But that apparently does na matter to au....so just forget it."

"Alright then." Rylan nods, standing again to leave, "It's forgotten."

"Forgotten by au, but na by me. I'm still going to do those things I said, Rylan."

Rylan sighs then turns around again, "Why do au care? I don't get it. What did I do to make au so worried?"

'Au have been moping around this ship." he repeats, "Au have a drink in ninte hand almost every time I see au. Au'rh my friend, Rylan, and I'm going to try my best to help au." he stands, walking towards the door. As he brushes past the taller male, he says "Just think about what I said, and see if au notice it about ninte-self."

When D`Tarik rounded the corner of the door, Rylan answers him quietly, "I have noticed it...au just don't understand...".

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