1 Chap 4
I don't own Star Trek Enterprise just Kylin Moore and anyone is welcome to use the character. I am just making assumptions about Trip. I know he is from Florida and has a sibling because he has a nephew in Ireland. By the way, I forgot the year that show goes by, I going to guess at 2195 sorry (
Kylin took a mouthful of the ice cream. It was it was her favorite fudge ripple. Trip looked at her and ate his pie.
"C'mom Kylin, the only thing I know about you is education, and that you're Canadian, throw me a bone here," he asked her.
"I'll make you deal, if I tell you something about me, you have to tell me something about you. I just know you personnel record, that isn't much," Kylin replied.
"Fair enough, but since you've seen my record, you got first," Trip told her.
Kylin nodded and began. "My birthday is December 12, 2169 I am 2 and I was born in Toronto, Canada. My parents didn't get a chance to have any other kids so it was we three until they died. Your turn."
"I was born in Tallahassee, Florida and my birthday is March 5, 2164. I am 31 years old. I have a sister Jill, she lives in Ireland. She's married and has a son and daughter, my nephew Peter and my niece Caroline. Where did you go after your parents died?" Trip asked.
"After my parents died, my father's sister, my Aunt Lisa took me. She lives on New Tierra with my cousins Ben and Allan. They've like my brothers," Kylin explained.
"How did your parents die if you don't mind me asking"', Trip asked.
Kylin looked at her ice cream. It wasn't a subject that she liked to talk about. "This isn't something I like to talk about Trip, I don't even speak about with my family", she told him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," he said looking sheepish.
"Don't worry about it you can find in any Earth archive. I'll give you the watered down version. My dad was ambassador who was in charge of negotiating with the Vulcans to get more information the warp 5 engine. It wasn't a very popular position as you can imagine but he did his job very well. My mother was a dancer, they met one night during a diplomatic function. They got married six months later, I was born the next year," Kylin said wistfully. Trip looked and smiled encouraging her to go on. "Do you remember the riot of 2174," she asked.
Trip nodded, who wouldn't? That year everyone thought a war was going to breakout between the Vulcans and Earth. Many people were tired on how the Vulcans tended to hoard information and not share with their Human counterparts. A group of disgruntled people tired with Vulcan policy took it to the streets so to speak. They called in threats to Vulcan buildings, sabotaged landing, and just made life difficult for them. Any human who considered a collaborator was considered fair game. They got it worse. There were actual physical attacks on collaborators and their families. It culminated with riot in the fall of that. Fortunately, it stopped with that. It hit Trip then, that Kylin's dad was a diplomat.
"What happened to your family Kylin," Trip asked softly, realizing that she had been carrying this in her for awhile.
"My parents were coming home from a dinner that night. They had left me at home with a sitter. My dad was dropping her off at home when we heard the explosion. My mom took us into the basement and we waited for my dad to come home. When he did, he told us to pack some clothes and that we had to leave. We were just getting ready to leave to when the rioters ran through the front door. My dad was in the living room so they saw him first. He yelled at us to hide. My mother put me down in the basement and told me to put my hand in my mouth and not make a sound. That's how I got this scar," Kylin said showing her right wrist to Trip.
He took it gently and saw the teeth marks that had faded with time but still there. "I was hidden by the shadows but I saw everything," she told him, still shivering about the event that happened 20 years ago but seem like yesterday. "It was the worst thing that I have ever seen. They wanted an example and they got one. A lot of the core dropped out. My aunt was a diplomat too. She came and picked me up the next day. After what was left of my parents were buried, we left for New Tierra."
"That's quite a story Kylin," Trip told her. When he wanted to know about her personal live he had no idea on what he would be getting, "is that way you got involved in diplomacy, in memory of your father?"
"That's how it started. The Core virtually wiped out after the Riot Massacre. My father had strong ideals and I wanted to preserve them. I had done negotiations before and I liked it. When I went through my father's papers and read about I knew this was what I wanted to devote my life too. A group of us human and Vulcan want to rebuild the core and join the planets together. I actually wanted to be a ballerina like my mother until I was 15", Kylin told him.
He had to smile. "You're a dancer?", Trip asked.
"Yup, but that will have to wait until some other time", she told him, "I am way to tired to do anything tonight but finish this ice cream. So how about you how did you get involved in Starfleet?"
"I always like engines and mechanics. I was planning to MIT after high school but when the recruiter came to my school, I was hooked. I know we were going to be in space soon or later and I wanted to be there," Trip told her, "How did you get involved in the Core?"
"The Vulcans and Boomers used to come back and forth and check on us. A lot of kids on New Tierra, when they turn 14 get summer jobs on the short run freighters during the summer. I took one when I was 15 and happened to talk to the Vulcans. They were impressed with my knowledge on other worlds. Then they found out who my father was. They held great respect for him, I didn't know that," Kylin said.
"Didn't your aunt tell about it," Trip asked
"My aunt was bitter about what happened to my parents. She wanted me to stay as far away as possible from Earth. They offered me an internship on Vulcan for the rest of the school break and I took it," she told him
"What did your aunt said" Trip was getting more interested by the minute.
"She wasn't happy but she let me do it. I finished the internship and knew that I wanted to do this as a career. I told a lot off advanced placement course and got accepted to NYU and that was that. After that, I went to Vulcan and then San Francisco. I've worked with the Vulcans for ten years. For six of them I have trying to tie the gap between Starfleet and the High Command" Kylin said.
"How did your family take it," Trip asked.
"Again they weren't happy but they respected my decision. I think that they worried that something would happen or I'd forget them but I come home a lot. My cousins are both there. My older one Ben is married with two kids Jason and Lori, the other one Allan is engaged. I planned to be there for that", Kylin told him.
"That's quite a story Kylin", Trip said finishing his pie, "How did you get this job?"
"They needed someone who had a experience with other cultures and Starfleet insisted on a human rep. They didn't want another Vulcan on the ship. The Vulcans believe that humans are responsible for the disaster at the monstastey. If they could not get a Vulcan, they wanted someone they could trust. Unfortunately, a lot of them don't have a high opinion of us so it was a short list. My supervisor Cal Ishira asked me if I was up to the challenge of bridging our cultures together. I was the only one willing to do it, so here I am and now it is time for me to go to bed, Trip," Kylin told him.
"I'll walk you to your quarters", Trip told getting up with her, "You have my promise, not of a word of this will ever led this table"
"Thank you," she said smiling at him. They didn't say a word until they got to her quarters.
"Goodnight Trip," she said putting her hand on the console to open the door.
He put his hand on hers. Kylin looked up at him, with curiosity. Trip looked at her with the oddest expression and then started to lower his head and then it happened.
Red lights went off and Lt. Reed's voice came on. "A senior members to the bridge."
Without a word, they both went to the bridge.
Sorry I have to let like this but I have to work tomorrow (
I don't own Star Trek Enterprise just Kylin Moore and anyone is welcome to use the character. I am just making assumptions about Trip. I know he is from Florida and has a sibling because he has a nephew in Ireland. By the way, I forgot the year that show goes by, I going to guess at 2195 sorry (
Kylin took a mouthful of the ice cream. It was it was her favorite fudge ripple. Trip looked at her and ate his pie.
"C'mom Kylin, the only thing I know about you is education, and that you're Canadian, throw me a bone here," he asked her.
"I'll make you deal, if I tell you something about me, you have to tell me something about you. I just know you personnel record, that isn't much," Kylin replied.
"Fair enough, but since you've seen my record, you got first," Trip told her.
Kylin nodded and began. "My birthday is December 12, 2169 I am 2 and I was born in Toronto, Canada. My parents didn't get a chance to have any other kids so it was we three until they died. Your turn."
"I was born in Tallahassee, Florida and my birthday is March 5, 2164. I am 31 years old. I have a sister Jill, she lives in Ireland. She's married and has a son and daughter, my nephew Peter and my niece Caroline. Where did you go after your parents died?" Trip asked.
"After my parents died, my father's sister, my Aunt Lisa took me. She lives on New Tierra with my cousins Ben and Allan. They've like my brothers," Kylin explained.
"How did your parents die if you don't mind me asking"', Trip asked.
Kylin looked at her ice cream. It wasn't a subject that she liked to talk about. "This isn't something I like to talk about Trip, I don't even speak about with my family", she told him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," he said looking sheepish.
"Don't worry about it you can find in any Earth archive. I'll give you the watered down version. My dad was ambassador who was in charge of negotiating with the Vulcans to get more information the warp 5 engine. It wasn't a very popular position as you can imagine but he did his job very well. My mother was a dancer, they met one night during a diplomatic function. They got married six months later, I was born the next year," Kylin said wistfully. Trip looked and smiled encouraging her to go on. "Do you remember the riot of 2174," she asked.
Trip nodded, who wouldn't? That year everyone thought a war was going to breakout between the Vulcans and Earth. Many people were tired on how the Vulcans tended to hoard information and not share with their Human counterparts. A group of disgruntled people tired with Vulcan policy took it to the streets so to speak. They called in threats to Vulcan buildings, sabotaged landing, and just made life difficult for them. Any human who considered a collaborator was considered fair game. They got it worse. There were actual physical attacks on collaborators and their families. It culminated with riot in the fall of that. Fortunately, it stopped with that. It hit Trip then, that Kylin's dad was a diplomat.
"What happened to your family Kylin," Trip asked softly, realizing that she had been carrying this in her for awhile.
"My parents were coming home from a dinner that night. They had left me at home with a sitter. My dad was dropping her off at home when we heard the explosion. My mom took us into the basement and we waited for my dad to come home. When he did, he told us to pack some clothes and that we had to leave. We were just getting ready to leave to when the rioters ran through the front door. My dad was in the living room so they saw him first. He yelled at us to hide. My mother put me down in the basement and told me to put my hand in my mouth and not make a sound. That's how I got this scar," Kylin said showing her right wrist to Trip.
He took it gently and saw the teeth marks that had faded with time but still there. "I was hidden by the shadows but I saw everything," she told him, still shivering about the event that happened 20 years ago but seem like yesterday. "It was the worst thing that I have ever seen. They wanted an example and they got one. A lot of the core dropped out. My aunt was a diplomat too. She came and picked me up the next day. After what was left of my parents were buried, we left for New Tierra."
"That's quite a story Kylin," Trip told her. When he wanted to know about her personal live he had no idea on what he would be getting, "is that way you got involved in diplomacy, in memory of your father?"
"That's how it started. The Core virtually wiped out after the Riot Massacre. My father had strong ideals and I wanted to preserve them. I had done negotiations before and I liked it. When I went through my father's papers and read about I knew this was what I wanted to devote my life too. A group of us human and Vulcan want to rebuild the core and join the planets together. I actually wanted to be a ballerina like my mother until I was 15", Kylin told him.
He had to smile. "You're a dancer?", Trip asked.
"Yup, but that will have to wait until some other time", she told him, "I am way to tired to do anything tonight but finish this ice cream. So how about you how did you get involved in Starfleet?"
"I always like engines and mechanics. I was planning to MIT after high school but when the recruiter came to my school, I was hooked. I know we were going to be in space soon or later and I wanted to be there," Trip told her, "How did you get involved in the Core?"
"The Vulcans and Boomers used to come back and forth and check on us. A lot of kids on New Tierra, when they turn 14 get summer jobs on the short run freighters during the summer. I took one when I was 15 and happened to talk to the Vulcans. They were impressed with my knowledge on other worlds. Then they found out who my father was. They held great respect for him, I didn't know that," Kylin said.
"Didn't your aunt tell about it," Trip asked
"My aunt was bitter about what happened to my parents. She wanted me to stay as far away as possible from Earth. They offered me an internship on Vulcan for the rest of the school break and I took it," she told him
"What did your aunt said" Trip was getting more interested by the minute.
"She wasn't happy but she let me do it. I finished the internship and knew that I wanted to do this as a career. I told a lot off advanced placement course and got accepted to NYU and that was that. After that, I went to Vulcan and then San Francisco. I've worked with the Vulcans for ten years. For six of them I have trying to tie the gap between Starfleet and the High Command" Kylin said.
"How did your family take it," Trip asked.
"Again they weren't happy but they respected my decision. I think that they worried that something would happen or I'd forget them but I come home a lot. My cousins are both there. My older one Ben is married with two kids Jason and Lori, the other one Allan is engaged. I planned to be there for that", Kylin told him.
"That's quite a story Kylin", Trip said finishing his pie, "How did you get this job?"
"They needed someone who had a experience with other cultures and Starfleet insisted on a human rep. They didn't want another Vulcan on the ship. The Vulcans believe that humans are responsible for the disaster at the monstastey. If they could not get a Vulcan, they wanted someone they could trust. Unfortunately, a lot of them don't have a high opinion of us so it was a short list. My supervisor Cal Ishira asked me if I was up to the challenge of bridging our cultures together. I was the only one willing to do it, so here I am and now it is time for me to go to bed, Trip," Kylin told him.
"I'll walk you to your quarters", Trip told getting up with her, "You have my promise, not of a word of this will ever led this table"
"Thank you," she said smiling at him. They didn't say a word until they got to her quarters.
"Goodnight Trip," she said putting her hand on the console to open the door.
He put his hand on hers. Kylin looked up at him, with curiosity. Trip looked at her with the oddest expression and then started to lower his head and then it happened.
Red lights went off and Lt. Reed's voice came on. "A senior members to the bridge."
Without a word, they both went to the bridge.
Sorry I have to let like this but I have to work tomorrow (