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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 8, 2006 23:55:49 GMT -5
He was placing some pictures into a box and was about to comment about how odd he thought her actions were when she said something that bothered him
"I am not sure what you mean by this is your last chance at happiness but I find that highly doubtful, Zandile. You're a beautiful young woman with a lot of years ahead of you. I am sure you will find a male that will make you happ or perhaps your husband will return. Whichever the case may be, I would not give up"
He is starting to suppress whatever feelings he is feeling, knowing that they will do him no good. He feels that Zandile needs cheering up and focuses on that task
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Post by tecaz on Oct 9, 2006 0:08:15 GMT -5
Finally entering his room Az looks at his bed and sighs. "Six hours till my next shift."
Taking off his uniform he makes his way to his bed. Looking at the Holo cube on his night stand he Knows he should tell Yhea about her and his experiences aboard the Talon. His new brother needed to know these things and also it would be good to have another male to talk about his losess.
"But right now I need to regroup and sleep.........." were the last thoughts he remembered as his head hit the pillow.
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 9, 2006 0:54:14 GMT -5
She regards him with a faint smile that lasts but a few moments. "I'm flattered... and I am honored by your friendship. And I know in my heart I will not see him again, whatever the reason, he has chosen not to contact me since he left... not at all." She rolls up the sleeve of her uniform and removes the red leather bracelet she wore. It was completely unnoticed under her uniform and she just always wore it. She wasn't even sure where she had gotten it or why. She takes it off and clips it around his wrist. "Remember me sometimes as you continue your life's path. I wish you well." She then continues to help him. She had duty in a couple hours, but she didn't care about sleeping or eating anymore.
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 9, 2006 9:55:09 GMT -5
He saw her faint smile and he smiled himself, knowing he had made her feel some better. Some is better than none, he thinks to himself. A thought passes through his mind about her husband and is reluctant to voice it, knowing it may break her somewhat good mood, so he takes a different path with his thoughts
"I think he is a fool to leave a woman such as you behind. If I were mated to you, nothing short of death would pull me from you"
Realizing that he had somewhat voiced what he was originally thinking, he mentally kicks himself. Then watches her left her shirt sleeve to reveal a red cloth bracelet, watches her still as she slid it onto his wrist and clipped it there, hearing her words after
"Zandile, I promise you this, I will remember you always in my journies and I shall hope that one day that our paths will cross once again"
He glanced down and saw the picture that he had put in the box last. It was a picture of himself, but a few years younger. He remembered this picture was taken when he first arrived at StarFleet Academy
"Since you have given me this precious gift, I would like to give you a gift of rememberance. It is not as good as the gift I have recieved but I only ask if you would accept this humble gift from me?"
He offers it to her, waiting for her response
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 9, 2006 11:27:56 GMT -5
She takes his gift with a true smile. "I will cherish your gift always. I do hope we see each other again." She truly wished that they could get to know each other better, but circumstances were just not good for them.
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 9, 2006 20:06:25 GMT -5
His breath catches as Zandile gave him the pleasure of seeing her genuinely smile, he contemplates a genuinely romulan thing: kidnapping
"Zandile, this may be a futile requst, but I would like you to go with me.. back to romulas. Romulas is a beautiful planet and i would love to show you the sights"
He waits for her reply
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 9, 2006 23:09:58 GMT -5
"'I have been to Romulus... about the same time Tyler left, the New York was on shore leave there." Pain from mentioning Tyler's name flickered in her eyes. She didn't want to go to Romulus, for many reasons. She also had a duty. "And duty is as important to you as it is to me... I have to stay here and do my job. I am sorry."
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 9, 2006 23:30:51 GMT -5
He seen and felt the twinge of pain dart through her when she mentioned her husband's name and the coinciding event of his disappearance
"No. It is I who should be sorry. I didn't know that you had visited Romulas. Yes, duty is important to the both of us and I am hoping that I will be able to stay aboard the New York. I am enjoying my assignment here"
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 10, 2006 0:38:00 GMT -5
"I hope you stay. And I am glad you like helm more than I did when I was assigned to the post. If you do stay, what would you do first?" She takes a seat on a couch.
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 11, 2006 8:29:18 GMT -5
He sits down next to her, in a chair next to the couch
"The first thing I would do If I am to stay is announce my intentions.." he pauses, thinking about what he is about to say, then decides to put that thought on hold "..I would thank the four elements and the four deities for their kindness to allow me to stay upon the New York. Then I would go down to sickbay and ask Anarra to fit me with a bionic arm. I have heard that she is a specialist in this type of thing
He would then realize that he had not offered her anything to eat or drink, He then stands, asking
"My apologies, Zandile. I have not been a good host. Would you like anything to eat or drink?"
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 11, 2006 9:38:23 GMT -5
She shakes her head. "I'm not hungry, thanks anyway."
She thinks about his comment. "I thought the captain said that it would be dishonorable to get a bionic arm? But personally, I see it as logical. Just because of an injury, why is one suddenly shunted to the side as no longer able to contribute to duty or society?"
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 11, 2006 11:45:52 GMT -5
He hesitates, then sits back down
"It does not make sense to me either and I am half romulan. Even though I have one less arm, I can get a prosthetic. I am not too proud to recieve a prosthetic arm as I have not spent that much time being brought up on my romulan side. Perhaps If I do go back to Romulas, I can fight for those who believe they can still perform duties on a star ship, like me"
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 11, 2006 15:14:38 GMT -5
She had appreciated his offer of food or drink. She smiles faintly at him for the offer. But the thought of food still wasn't very appealing even though she couldn't remember the last time she had had anything.
She listens to him. "I think that's a wonderful idea for what to do on Romulus. I'm sure that other honored veterans also wish they could still serve and could serve some role in the military they dedicate their lives to. Perhaps a dose of Vulcan logic would do some good in this matter. It is only logical that a person who can still do a good job be allowed to serve, if that is their wish."
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Post by 2ltrhiankhev on Oct 11, 2006 23:54:32 GMT -5
He smiles a little bit, an idea forming in his mind
"perhaps I can get a ship's compliment together and convince the RSE to let us have a ship to travel around in"
He dismisses the thought, looking to Zandile,studying her a moment
"Zandile, we've spent a lot of time together in the last couple days and I havent seen you eat a bite. Are you sure you're not hungry?"
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 12, 2006 0:56:46 GMT -5
"I don't remember the last time I was hungry." She looks sad again and she sighs. She withdrew into herself again. Her physical had showed that she was in good health despite problems sleeping. As her emotions plummeted since then, she had stopped eating and sleeping. She only ate when she needed to and she usually couldn't keep it in her stomach. She slept whenever she crashed on the couch in her quarters. She was getting tired now. She lays on the couch, curling her knees up toward her chest. She was afraid to fall asleep... afraid of the demons of her dreams.
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