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a-quiet-green-agreement

It was a moonless night, its dark dye unending.

— Mia Couto, from “Blind Estrelinho,” Rain and Other Stories (Biblioasis, 2019)

#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( written words. )#( incoming message from queuefleet. )

thebrazenandbold

Nicole frowned, staying her walk as she watched Aella zone out. Indecision warred. It only be the time she needed to adjust her eyes. But as it went on, Nicole became uneasy. She’d been about to reach out, nudging for a response, before the officer finally snapped back to present. Nicole’s eyebrows raised at the response.

“You still technically outrank me, LT,’” she pointed out. “I know you’re green but I’m not a sir. You okay? Are you feeling alright? I can get you to medical and we can delay the talks.”

empathicstars

"... No." Even if Aella were bleeding, she would not delay the talks. They superseded her in every way. But the headache that nags at her spits spots of black around her vision, and she can hardly see through everything else... "I mean... yes. Forgive me. I am fine. I... I can hear something. Perhaps the... wildlife." Pallid-faced, black eyes closed, she attempted to center herself. "It is merely very... loud. We may proceed."

Finding her way when all the colors were intersecting over her vision was going to be harrowing, but she refused to slow down the security officer.

It is only a few steps into the darkness that her boot finds the first rock, and she tumbles into the kaleidoscope of colors, pain shooting through her ankle.

#[ so i rolled for both truth or lie and whether or not if she'd trip.#and she rolled a 1. to trip. i literally said “are you fucking kidding me” out loud ]#[ alright i rolled for if she'd get hurt and she rolled a 3 out of 20 i'm going to. ]#thebrazenandbold #thebrazenandbold: nicole #i held the knife but you had the gun #v: supernova

Happy 13th Birthday to Aella! I'm late on posting this and drawing this, but I'm not late on loving her. I think of Aella every day, mostly in the Discord server I moderate, Lovelace. (If you're interested in a group Star Trek setting, we have a lovely little family going!) Though I'm an amateur drawer, nothing is beginner about my adoration for Aella Moore.

#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( hologram. )#( what do you see? )#[ i shall be poking at my SUPER old drafts on here. if you are not interested in continuing. no need to continue. however. pokes anyway. ]

yurucamp

at the window

#[ i fear this is aella core ]#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( hologram. )#( what do you see? )

kingsmemes

In honor of SPOTIFY WRAPPED, send me a number 1-100 and I’ll write you a starter based on the song.

#( out of language. )#( ask meme list. )

koloocheh

forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( written words. )

quantumstarpaths

He doesn't know this girl. He doesn't know a thing about her, except for the fact that she's the child of one of the most important people in his life, and that's enough. He can't save her, can't run off to Vulcan to rescue her, but he can do this. He can talk to her. And maybe, in that way, they can both connect to her mother.

So he makes a promise he doesn't know if he can keep.

[PADD] I will.

empathicstars

She shouldn’t trust him. He’s an adult, after all, and adults never mean what they say, never ever. (But she also knows that is an illogical viewpoint, and she is wrong, and— oh, her head hurts.) But... she... oh, puerile as it is, she wants to trust him. She wants someone to want to be in her life.

Your mother was important to me. You are, too. She reads it over, and over, and over, and over, until her heart feels less rotten, less like the rock it is.

[ Learning Center ] I believe you.

Stupid...

[ Learning Center ] I can give you ten hours from now to figure it out. That is all. They will catch me at the end of today. [ Learning Center ] I will be back after classes.

#quantumstarpaths #a human birthday #v: white dwarf

weltenwellen

Erika L. Sánchez, from "Prodigal Daughter"

#( hologram. )#( written words. )#( the betazoid from vulcan. )

empathicstars

Drawn to the Sea

hookd

harry was lucky to find this job. he's got the bare minimum of formal education and loves the water, so fisherman, out on the sea, was an option for a while, but he didn't want to be so far from his girlfriend, uma, for the long periods of time that requires, so being on the beach end of that process, taking in the catches, packing them for stores and markets, was the way to go. he likes it, likes the physicality of it, likes using his hands. he's good at it.

it's in doing that job that he notices the girl, the same girl he sees around here most days. he's never bothered her, is more than happy to leave her to her own devices, but it's a slow day today, and he's finally curious (or maybe bored) enough to go bother her, so that's what he does, oyster and knife in his hands.

he walks until he's standing next to her, at which point he uses said knife to shuck said oyster, something he's gotten good at, turning into one quick motion, and holds the half with the meat out to her. "oyster?"

empathicstars

She recognizes the boy with the ruffled, dark hair that approaches her. She does not know his name, of course, but she’s seen him work with the fishermen, on the dock. She tries not to watch that part of the process — the killing of the animals — but she’d still seen him, running about the shore, sweaty and somewhat dirtied.

So he is not a complete stranger. But he is still so much of a stranger, insomuch that when he stops next to her and offers her the dead creature, she freezes, eyes wide, like a deer caught in the lights of a car.

“No... no thank you,” she finally makes out, after several seconds. He’s quite obviously attempting to make a friend, so she stammers, “I— I do not— I do not eat meat.” And I am not a very good friend. But the second part is perhaps better swallowed, rotting away in her throat.

#hookd #drawn to the sea #v: ??

flowerytale

Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere

#( written words. )#( the betazoid from vulcan. )

thebrazenandbold

Nicole nodded as the linguist responded. Not very chatty, but given the professional nature of the circumstances it seemed to fit. She indicated direction with a jerk of her head, and turned toward the cave system entrance as the officer started to follow.

"Tal'ein," she repeated, failing to fully replicate the sounds. She was pretty okay at the glottal stop though-- came from trying to learn Klingon.

"Our guide indicated that we weren't to use artificial lights in the cave passages. It's a little dim, but they've got some glowing substance lining the walls. Think it's from the native wildlife." The entrance was low. Nicole put her hand to the top of the rocky arch as she ducked inside, but she was able to stand up straight just on the other side.

"... The wildlife is probably why we're walking in the dark. Think you'll be alright?"

empathicstars

Aella hardly need duck as she comes to the low entrance. She stares inside at rock meeting daylight, obscured into darkness. Wildlife... She does sense wildlife, indeed. Or — something or other. A strong pull exists — a murmur she cannot fully part her way through, a muddle of colors so interconnected she cannot see what color is being told. A space alive. Full, and teeming.

... She has been standing, a few feet apart from the other, staring off into space, for nearly a minute. She chastens.

“Forgive me, sir.” Her head is bowed in deference. “... Yes, of course.”

... What is it she is hearing...? Something... something demanding... but entirely indecipherable...

#thebrazenandbold #thebrazenandbold: nicole #v: supernova #i held the knife but you had the gun

feral-ballad

Kapka Kassabova, from Someone Else’s Life; “The room, the field”

#( hologram. )#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( written words. )

veinanumi

aella's smile doesn't go unnoticed. laramie doesn't mention it, he was socially unskilled; not inept. semantic? undoubtedly, but there was enough difference there for him to claim it as such.

" it's fine. i think it's better that way." laramie doesn't elaborate. it's not like he could do that, and make perfect sense.

" pfff—counterpoint: someone calling you by the name you don't like is waaaay more impolite. it's called meetin' someone where they're at." he says, almost like a conspiracy theorist. though, that's just how he sounds when he's trying to share his point of view.

empathicstars

“I suppose...” What a thought: Mentor meeting her “where she was at”. It felt like an impossibility. A goal too lofty to carry, too impossible to balance on too brittle a back.

Or, perhaps... as Mentor always said... “Or perhaps I need be more obedient.”

Why she is saying all of this out loud, not even she knows. There is not any universe where Remy actually cares about any of this...

#veinanumi #veinanumi: remy #sun digs its heels to haunt you #v: protostar

All alone I got nowhere left to go When my nightmares come to life Skeletons and ghosts Everywhere I go Know I'm not alone But I'm on my own

#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( lyre chords. )#[ MOVING is. slowly. dying down. WHICH MEANS. I CAN START WRITING AGAIN. THANK *GOODNESS*. ]#[ the holidays of course are starting up which is like. oof. but you know. ]

Hello friends I have 900 million things to do before the end of the month on my other blogs and I am also moving so I will be slow. If you are waiting for an IM reply for me try me at serenaushy on Discord. If you are waiting for a reply reply — give me a little, I’ll be back I promise 🙏

#( out of language. )#( update. )

flowerytale

Natalie Babbitt, from Tuck Everlasting

#[ well it isn’t august anymore. but. still. ]#( the betazoid from vulcan. )#( hologram. )

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