[Station]
As D`Tarik led his father to the transporter pad, he opened a channel to the
Wildstrike's security office. "Any io there? Vyynd?"
After a slight pause a voice comes back through the com, "Na rekkhai.
tr`Khaine is on leave. I am Eredh t`Yhylk, can I help au?"
A little relieved, D`Tarik answers, "Ie, au can. I need a security
clearance to bring some io on board the ship."
"New personell must come to the security office and report to ninte own
medlab for a physical, rekkhai." there was a pause, then she continues,
"That is standard operating proceedure...."
"Ie...he's only visiting for a few hours."
t`Yhylk's confused voice came back over the line, "What is the nature of
the visit, rekkhai?"
"Well, I want to show my father around the ship, Eredh..but if we need to go
through all the formailies, I guess we can." he sighs.
"Oh! All that would be required for that, rekkhai is a simple physical match
from au, and a scan of his identification from me. Simple. Won't take but
a moment at my end of things here."
Casting a glance at his father, and looking completely clueless, he asks
with a slight shrug, "Do au even have identification?"
"Of course." his father nods, pulling out the requested materials stored on
a small isd from his coat pockets, "Every io must still carry their
paperwork....even now in the Republic." he hands them to D`Tarik to check
over.
"Oh, right...duh!" D`Tarik smacks his forehead and takes the isd from his
father. This whole thing was more then a little unnerving to D`Tarik, and
it was making him forget stuff he wouldn't ordinarily. The proceedures for
granting someone clearance to visit....the identification... Shaking his
head, he opened the channel back to t`Yhylk, "Okay...just to save time, can
we be beamed to the security office?"
"Ie rekkhai. Where are au now?"
Motioning his father to step up onto the pad, D`Tarik took a place to stand
next to him and answered, "Transporter pad 4 on the Station's prominade."
"Beaming now rekkhai...." And in a flash of green light the senior and
junior tr`Rekkohan found themselves standing before Eredh tr`Yhylk. Seeing
the condition of D`Tarik's father, the eredh passes a critical eye over him,
and hands her hand out. "The identification?"
"Ie." D`Tarik nods, putting his father's isd into her hand.
Eredh t`Yhylk takes the id and scans it through the computer. After a pause
the computer beeps and she hands it back to D`Tarik. "There au go rekkhai.
And ninte...father will need this as well." she hands over another small isd
with her authorization on it. "Incase some io stops him in the corridores."
then adds almost apologetically, "He can't go off by himself, however. This
is a science vessel....and a lot of areas are off limits."
"Ie, hann`yyo." D`Tarik nods, taking the isd from her and handing it over to
his father. Motioning the elder to the door, he added, "Okay. Let's go to
my quarters....Dad." They head off to the turbolift to take them to deck 3,
with more then a few looks from the crew in the corridores.
[D`Tarik's quarters]
Emni and Katara, chatting together as they unpack Emni's belongings,
suddenly stop what they're doing and look to each other as an unexpected
knock comes on the door. "Is Everybody decent?" D`Tarik calls from behind
the still closed door, sending the girls into a fit of giggles.
"Ie, D`Tarik." Emni calls back, "What are au knocking on ninte own door
for?"
As the door opens only slightly, D`Tarik peeks his head through, "Umm...I
brought a guest..."
Emni looks paniced by that. Glancing around at the mess in the room, as the
girl's hadn't finished unpacking yet, she hurridly grabs up some of her more
intimate apparel, "A guest? Now?" and stuffs the articles of clothing into a
random drawer.
Hiding a smile at what Emni's doing, D`Tarik glances around at what she had
percieved as a mess. "Trust me...he won't care about the mess.
Umm...jolan`tru, Katara..." he nods his head slightly in the barmaid's
direction. "Lhhei-a...." he steps into the room, and away from the
door, revealing the older Rekkohan, "This is my father."
Rohal takes a step into the room, passing a glance to the boxes and various
items laying around. Recognizing his son's collection of oddities from
Earth, he mentally rolls his eyes, but doesn't reveal what he's thinking on
that. "Jolan`tru. I'm Rohal tr`Rekkohan. Nice to meet au both." his eyes
travel over to the barmaid, and though he knew the other was the one he had
directly upset before and so therefor knew she was Emni, he didn't know this
one's name. In an effort to find out, he bowed his head slightly in her
direction, "Au must be Emni?"
Appearing confused by that, Katara shakes her head, "Na, rekkhai. That's
Emni..." she turns her head to look at the medical assistant.
Disappointed that he hadn't learned the other's name, but not revealing it,
he bowed to the other female "Oh. I am sorry. Jolan`tru...Emni."
Thowing a smile to D`Tarik, Emni bows her own head in return, "Aefvadh
rekkhai." Acting the way any young mistress of a household would, she offers
graciously, "Won't au come in? Can I get au something?"
Still feeling the old anger at his father, D`Tarik stands there quietly
beginning to wonder just why he brought him here in the first place.
Watching his father introduce himself to the girls, D`Tarik's brow rose
slightly. Knowing that he had spoken to Emni before, he knew that his
father couldn't have forgotten who she was already. When he had mentioned
her in the bar, Rohal had remembered her...so why not now? Turning to look
at his father again, he followed where Rohal was looking, and spied Katara.
The girl, used to having men look at her the way the elder man was now, had
purposefully turned her head away from him, uncomfortable with the way he
kept looking at her. Growing angry at this, D`Tarik interrupted before his
father could accept Emni's previous offer, "I thought I'd bring him here to
get cleaned up. He's my size. Maybe there's something in my closet he
could use." All he wanted was to get the old man cleaned and changed and on
his way again.
Surprised at D`Tarik's bluntness, Emni nods and heads to the closet. "Ie.
Here we go..." she pulls out a casual shirt and a pair of pants from
D`Tarik's small supply of casual wear. Turning to the senior tr`Rekkohan
she holds out the articles of clothing, "The bathroom is right through
that door over there." she nods her head in it's direction.
Taking the clothes from the medical assistant, he heads off to the bathroom,
stepping a little too close to Katara as he brushes by her. Feeling more
then a little uncomfortable by the whole thing, Katara annouces quietly,
"Um...I think I'll go now and let au do ninte catching up..." then heads for
the door.
D`Tarik, who had tried to return Emni's smile with one of his own as the
medical assistant had stepped closer to him, had missed the incident that
had caused Katara to want to make a hasty retreat. Remembering what had
happened between himself and Rylan earlier, he stops the barmaid before she
had made it out the door. "Wait, Katara....I just remembered something." he
looks at her apologetically, "Au may want to find Rylan...."
Katara had winced at the request for her to wait, but turned back to face
D`Tarik with a smile none-the-less. As D`Tarik finished his sentence she
forgets the incident with the old man, and asks concerned, "Why? What's
the matter?"
Fully prepaired for the barmaid to start yelling and cursing at him, he
admits, "I...um...kind of hit Rylan because he tricked me into talking to my
father...." then adds with an apologetic shrug, "I can't believe I did
it...I was just very confused...." As the sound of the shower turning on in
the background is heard, D`Tarik suddenly looks around "Hey! Where's
Sprink?" The poor boy is on a bit of an emotional rollercoater; still
feeling very confused and worn out by all that's gone on that day.
"Sprink's right here..." Emni says gently, laying one hand on D`Tarik's
shoulder while pointing with the other to the sleeping tribble in the pet
bed, "He's taking a nap."
"Oh, I see...." Katara nods slightly, "That explains the mark on ninte face
then."
"Au aren't mad?" D`Tarik, relieved, looks back to the barmaid.
The girl shakes her head, glancing at Emni, "Well, na. Au didn't hit me."
she pauses a moment, reflecting that probably with everything that's gone
on, Rylan was sure to be in a foul mood -- might even be drinking by this
point -- and he probably wouldn't want to go on the date they had planned.
Sighing, she adds with disappointment in her tone, "I'll try and calm down."
"I am sorry Katara." D`Tarik frowns, obviously feeling really bad about the
whole thing, "I was na thinking...."
"Well...." the girl answers quietly, "I'm na the io that needs to hear that
particular apology... rekkhai." she bows her head slightly in the two
officer's direction and walks out.
"He was playing head games with me...." D`Tarik tries to explain, "Drinking
to get me to come into the bar....na that it justifies what I did, but
still... I hope au don't think of..." but the door closed behind her, "..me
differently." he sighs, and plops himself down on the bed, "This is just
great." he frowns degectedly, "Io more thing to add to the list of things
I've done horribly wrong today." He glances at the bathroom door, hopeing
his father would be a few more moments at least. He didn't want to have to
talk to him right now. "And now, I've probably lost her as a potential
student...." he sighs saddly.
Sitting down beside him, Emni smiles, "I don't think she was mad at au.
Probably just worried about Rylan."
"She should be mad. I was na much of a friend to him." he rubs his
still-sore and brusied jawline.
Emni shrugs as if she had it all figured out, "Well...he was drinking. Au
stopped him. She can't be mad at that."
"I still messed up big time." he frowns, "I have Katara mad at me because
of what happend to Rylan -- who is also less than happy with me. At least
au are na mad at me...." he glances at Emni almost hopefully.
"Na." Emni smiles then kisses his cheek gently, "Why should I be mad at
au?" Standing she heads back to the closet to find something for him to use
to remove the bruise from his face.
"And now...." D`Tarik continues, once more looking at the bathroom door,
"hmm.. and my father...."
"Ie." Emni nods, handing D`Tarik the dermal regenerator, as she glances at
the bathroom doors, "Should I leave au two alone to talk? I could take
Sprinkles to the lab or something..."
Using the instrument on his damaged jaw, he shakes his head slightly, "I
might need the support actually..."
Sitting back down beside him, she agrees, "All right, I'll stay." She
watches him for a moment, then wonders outloud with a frown, "Why'd he have
to go and hit au for anyway? He was the io who was drinking..."
"Because I hit him..." D`Tarik answers. "It was na right of either or us.
And I hit him because he tricked me. Na because he was drinking."
"Oh." Emni pauses to think about that, "But then....au didn't want to talk
to ninte father then?"
"Just forget it Emni. It's over now anyway..." the sound of the shower stops
and D`Tarik reflects, "He'll be out soon..."
"Alright...." Emni agrees, and grows quiet.
"Sorry...I umm..." he looks at the door of the bathroom for a moment, "I
will...be back...." D`Tarik stands and bolts out of the room before she can
move or say anything else. Running to a turbolift, he jumps in and calls
out, "Um....bottom deck...I guess..." not really caring where he went at
this point.
Shocked by D`Tarik's sudden escape, Emni turns her head back to the bathroom
doors as they open. Searching for something to say she explains,
"Um...uh...D`Tarik was..um..called away for a moment." she smiles a little
hesitantly, then realizes that she's sitting on the bed, she rises and moves
over towards Sprinkles.
"Oh, well then, I can go back to the Station I guess." Royal nods, "Tell
D`Tarik hann'yyo for the clothes and the use of his showe...." he stops,
noticing Sprink, "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" he draws a kalen and points it at
the Tribble.
Shrinking away from the yelling male, she moves to stand protectively in
front of Sprink. "It's just a Tribble...he can't hurt au..."
"It's got a gun!" he waves the kalen in the creature's direction, and
glances around, "What's it doing in here? Is that ninte-a?"
Slowly reaching her hand towards her badge to call security, she shakes her
head, "Sprinkles is D`Tarik's pet."
Rohal, more then slightly shocked, as he's still a bit buzzed which makes
Sprink look scarier then he actually is, asks confused, "That's a pet?"
Then looks back at the Tribble as Sprink wakes up with a quiet little
'squeek' from all the commotion.
"Sprinkle's won't hurt au..." Emni tries again. "He's like a child...I know
he's scary looking," she adds with a slightly embarrassed smile, "But he
won't harm au."
"I am na!" Sprink protested the 'he's a child' remark, peeking around Emni
to see who she was talking to.
"AHH! It talks!" Rohal jumps back at that.
"Ie. D`Tarik is teaching him." Emni explains. "Sprinkles....this is
D`Tarik's Father." Still looking confused, Rohal puts the kalen away once
more as Emni spoke.
"Jolan`tru!" Sprink squeeks, "How are au?" he holds out his tenical towards
the Rihan.
Rohal stands there a moment, staring at the Tribble, "I think..." he begins
finally, starting to back up to the door, "I will go back to the Station
now..." Feeling snubbed by that, Sprinkles lowers the tenical.
Stepping forward, Emni asks, "Um..how can D`Tarik get back in touch with
au? Is there an address?"
"Na. That's okay...." Rohal feeling more himself, answers with a smooth
lie, "He gave me a way to contact him."
"Oh. Okay then." Emni smiles, then bows her head, "Nice to meet au,
rekkhai...shall I walk au to the transporter?" she asked, not sure if he
shoud be walking around by himself.
"Oh!" Rohal adds slyly, "D`Tarik had mentioned he would be giving me some
credits? He said he keeps them in his labcoat." he waited, hoping that he
had guessed right.
Emni paused a moment, but as D`Tarik did keep just about everything in his
labcoats, belived the old man. "Alright..." she nodded, heading over to the
closet again. Finding a few credits, she hands them to him.
"Hann`yyo." Rohal bows his head, "I can show myself to the transport. I
have my authorization." he walks out. As the doors close behind him, we
wanders off to find the ships bar.
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