I don't anything that is Star Trek related except for a couple of mags.
They played for half an hour, until it was time to get ready and greet people. Kylin was helping her aunt get the buffet ready when the bell rang. She went to get the door and it Archer, Trip, Hoshi, Malcolm and T'Pol at the door. The four humans were dressed in civilian clothes. Hoshi was wearing a purple dress with a floral print. Kylin decided to ask to her where she got it later. The men had come in casual attire, opting for sweaters and cords. Even T'Pol was wearing something less severe. Kylin welcomed them in her aunt's home.
"Welcome to my home," Lisa told them, not quite as pleasant as she had been earlier, taking the bottle of wine, Archer offered her. Fornuatley, the crew didn't seem to noticed.
They looked around at their surroundings. Most of the homes of this colony had a very similar look. What made them interesting was that while the bases were similar, the additional rooms were all unique, giving them a crazy quilt type of look. T'Pol commented that on when, Lisa came to greet them.
"When we first arrived here, we had some pre fabricated homes in the cargo bays," Kylin explained, "They were all the same design. The first winter came a couple of weeks afther we landed, here so we really didn't have time to discuss individuality. The original plan was for a one story home with a living room, kitchen, 2 baths and a 3 bed rooms. When the spring came, the settlers added to their homes."
"Kylin's uncle added all of this with my sons 18 years ago, Captain. Having to leave it would be very hard to do," Lisa told Archer, looking him right in the eye.
"I'm sure it would," Archer replied, getting her meaning right away.
"Glad to here," she replied. The bell rang again, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
Thankfully Kylin got up, to answer the door. This time it was Cal Ishiera, two other F.P.I.C diplomats and 3 Vulcans.
"Hello Kylin, you remember Jake Hartman and Angie Morgan," he said pointing to the 2 humans, "and Ambassador ."
"Of course, welcome to New Tierra," she said, greeting them, realizing this had gone from bad to worse.
Lisa came to the door to see the new visitors, as she greeted, Cal took Kylin aside. "Kylin have you arranged for a meeting with the council here," he asked.
"Yes, first thing tomorrow morning, but my aunt knows," she told him.
Cal rolled his eyes back. "Why did you do that," he asked.
"She's my aunt, Cal, I can't exactly hide that from her. Why did you bring the Vulcans, you know how she feels about them, this going to be a disaster," she hissed, "its not like they going to help us."
"They've offered to ferry these people back to Earth," Cal told her, "I couldn't say no"
"Is something wrong," a voice called. They look around and saw Trip standing there, "you been standing there for a while."
Kylin had to admit to herself that he picked the best times to show up. The others had gone to the living room and were staring at them. "Nothing," she said with her best poker face, smiling brightly, "Aunt Lisa, need any help?"
They all went around the dinner table. Kylin, Sophie and Shannon got up to help serve everyone. Trip got with them, intending to serve. "Com. Tucker, please sit down, my girls can help it," Lisa said.
"Uh okay," he said, catching the nod from Kylin. He guessed as long as she was back home, she was 12 again.
The women had the food on the table in a matter of minutes. As Kylin sat down she noticed how the table was set up. The Vulcans were on the left side with the Starfleet crew. T'Pol had been put between the two groups. The children were at the bottom part of the table. Kylin was right next to them. Her colleagues were next to her and her brothers and their significant others next to them. Her aunt was at the head of the table.
"So Captain Archer how is your journey, I trust it is going well," Lisa asked.
"Its going very well," Archer said, pointing his comment at the Vulcan ambassadors, "We haven't met a challedge that has been unsolveable."
Kylin and her colleagues exchanged a glance, hoping that this wouldn't become a diplomatic nightmare.
"You know when, we started our journey, humans were only capable of warp 3 at best," Lisa said, "its amazing how far we've come in 20 years."
Everyone at the table had to agree on that. "Some would say that was a foolhardy," Sorak said.
The humans nearly choked. Kylin and Lisa kept their composure, "I wouldn't say that," Lisa said. "Look at my children, younger son Allan was only 4 when we left Earth. Kylie was only six when she left and Ben is just 2 years older then her. Look at them now. Ben helped with the warp 5 engine and Allan is with the terra reforming project. I have 2 grandchildren. We're just one family ambassador. You would be amazed at what our colony has accomplished."
Trip noticed she didn't say anything about Kylin, she looked a little hurt.
"Do you know in the 2 years that it took to get here, we had 25 different emergencies that handled without assistance," Lisa continued, "No one died on the way here by accident. If anyone has passed on, its been by natural causes."
"No one is doubting the success of New Tierra, Mrs. Geller," Trip said gentley, wanting to end this conversation before it got out of control. He looked looked at Kylin and saw how uncomfortable she was. When they had lunch earlier she had told him how caught in the middle she felt, after all this was her home. She was sitting right across from him. He nudged her foot with his.
Kylin felt something at her foot, she looked down and saw Trip's boot at her toe. She looked up and smiled a little. Misson accomplished, he thought.
The table was silent for the rest of dinner until Lori spoke up. "Mommy can I ask a question," the girl asked.
Sophie looked at her and said, "Sure honey what it is?"
"Why do T'Pol, Takor, Sorak and Marov have pointy ears and look green are they sick," the little girl asked.
If the Vulcans hadn't been there, Kylin would have probably died laughing. Unfornuately they were there and since the ground wasn't opening up to swallow her she could only turn beet red. However her family and the crew of the Enterprise were snickering. Only the F.P.I.C. members looked mortified. The Vulcans didn't look to please
"I'll let your Aunt Kylin tell you that one," Sophie said, barely able to stop laughing, "Ky?"
Kylin glared at her friend, "Remember honey, T'Pol Takor, Sorak and Marov are Vulcans, they're not from Earth so they're going look a little different from humans," Kylin told her, hoping that would be enough she couldn't explain genetics and she was pretty sure Lori wouldn't get it at four.
"Me and Lori weren't born on Earth. Neither are any of our friends," Jason asked, "how come we don't look different?"
"Because you, your sister and your friends are from the same species," Marov told them looking at the humans, "We are not."
"Then heres to individuality," Kylin said raising her glass, "it makes the galaxy more interesting." The others raised their glasses and dinner was over.
This time Allan and Ben got up and cleared the table. "Its an old tradition, the girls serve and the boys clean it up," Lisa explained, "I will arrange for a council meeting tomorrow at 0900, please be here."
"We'll be here," Cal promised, "Kylin, we need to meet for stragety."
"We can use the office," she said, "Cap. Archer, the Founding Festival is tonight, anyone is welcome."
"The 'Founding Festival'", Trip asked.
"Tonight is the 18th celbration of the founding of New Tierra," Ben told him. "Why don't you come with us, we can talk shop, I'm putting some ideas together for a tractor beam." Trip looked the Capt who nodded.
"Goodnight then," and they left. Kylin and the other went into the study. The plan looked pretty much like what they had discuss via comm. They only had to meet for 30 mins.
"Kylin, you are taking 1st chair with this," Cal told her, "Since you are familiar with this place, you have the most knowledge, can you handle this?"
"Of course I can," Kylin said not really as sure as she wanted to be.
The rest of the team left and Kylin was alone more or less in the house. Everyone had left for the festival. She wasn't sure she wanted to go. There was a knock at the door. She went to get it. Trip stood there leaning against the door with a rose in his hand.
"Now tell me, how the hell did you get roses here," he asked handing it to her.
"We brought them over and they took naturally," she answered taking it from him.
"Just like the people here," Trip said, putting his hand on her face and kissed her.
She responded, but hesitated for a moment. Sensing it he stopped, "Don't worry, I like to take things slow, lets go to the festival, its a blast," he said.
"I don't know, Trip," she told him, "I'm not sure I'll enjoy it."
"This is the last one, are you sure you want to miss it," he asked.
She shooked her head. "Then lets go,"
TBC
Sorry about the drip this is getting a little longer then I planned :)
They played for half an hour, until it was time to get ready and greet people. Kylin was helping her aunt get the buffet ready when the bell rang. She went to get the door and it Archer, Trip, Hoshi, Malcolm and T'Pol at the door. The four humans were dressed in civilian clothes. Hoshi was wearing a purple dress with a floral print. Kylin decided to ask to her where she got it later. The men had come in casual attire, opting for sweaters and cords. Even T'Pol was wearing something less severe. Kylin welcomed them in her aunt's home.
"Welcome to my home," Lisa told them, not quite as pleasant as she had been earlier, taking the bottle of wine, Archer offered her. Fornuatley, the crew didn't seem to noticed.
They looked around at their surroundings. Most of the homes of this colony had a very similar look. What made them interesting was that while the bases were similar, the additional rooms were all unique, giving them a crazy quilt type of look. T'Pol commented that on when, Lisa came to greet them.
"When we first arrived here, we had some pre fabricated homes in the cargo bays," Kylin explained, "They were all the same design. The first winter came a couple of weeks afther we landed, here so we really didn't have time to discuss individuality. The original plan was for a one story home with a living room, kitchen, 2 baths and a 3 bed rooms. When the spring came, the settlers added to their homes."
"Kylin's uncle added all of this with my sons 18 years ago, Captain. Having to leave it would be very hard to do," Lisa told Archer, looking him right in the eye.
"I'm sure it would," Archer replied, getting her meaning right away.
"Glad to here," she replied. The bell rang again, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
Thankfully Kylin got up, to answer the door. This time it was Cal Ishiera, two other F.P.I.C diplomats and 3 Vulcans.
"Hello Kylin, you remember Jake Hartman and Angie Morgan," he said pointing to the 2 humans, "and Ambassador ."
"Of course, welcome to New Tierra," she said, greeting them, realizing this had gone from bad to worse.
Lisa came to the door to see the new visitors, as she greeted, Cal took Kylin aside. "Kylin have you arranged for a meeting with the council here," he asked.
"Yes, first thing tomorrow morning, but my aunt knows," she told him.
Cal rolled his eyes back. "Why did you do that," he asked.
"She's my aunt, Cal, I can't exactly hide that from her. Why did you bring the Vulcans, you know how she feels about them, this going to be a disaster," she hissed, "its not like they going to help us."
"They've offered to ferry these people back to Earth," Cal told her, "I couldn't say no"
"Is something wrong," a voice called. They look around and saw Trip standing there, "you been standing there for a while."
Kylin had to admit to herself that he picked the best times to show up. The others had gone to the living room and were staring at them. "Nothing," she said with her best poker face, smiling brightly, "Aunt Lisa, need any help?"
They all went around the dinner table. Kylin, Sophie and Shannon got up to help serve everyone. Trip got with them, intending to serve. "Com. Tucker, please sit down, my girls can help it," Lisa said.
"Uh okay," he said, catching the nod from Kylin. He guessed as long as she was back home, she was 12 again.
The women had the food on the table in a matter of minutes. As Kylin sat down she noticed how the table was set up. The Vulcans were on the left side with the Starfleet crew. T'Pol had been put between the two groups. The children were at the bottom part of the table. Kylin was right next to them. Her colleagues were next to her and her brothers and their significant others next to them. Her aunt was at the head of the table.
"So Captain Archer how is your journey, I trust it is going well," Lisa asked.
"Its going very well," Archer said, pointing his comment at the Vulcan ambassadors, "We haven't met a challedge that has been unsolveable."
Kylin and her colleagues exchanged a glance, hoping that this wouldn't become a diplomatic nightmare.
"You know when, we started our journey, humans were only capable of warp 3 at best," Lisa said, "its amazing how far we've come in 20 years."
Everyone at the table had to agree on that. "Some would say that was a foolhardy," Sorak said.
The humans nearly choked. Kylin and Lisa kept their composure, "I wouldn't say that," Lisa said. "Look at my children, younger son Allan was only 4 when we left Earth. Kylie was only six when she left and Ben is just 2 years older then her. Look at them now. Ben helped with the warp 5 engine and Allan is with the terra reforming project. I have 2 grandchildren. We're just one family ambassador. You would be amazed at what our colony has accomplished."
Trip noticed she didn't say anything about Kylin, she looked a little hurt.
"Do you know in the 2 years that it took to get here, we had 25 different emergencies that handled without assistance," Lisa continued, "No one died on the way here by accident. If anyone has passed on, its been by natural causes."
"No one is doubting the success of New Tierra, Mrs. Geller," Trip said gentley, wanting to end this conversation before it got out of control. He looked looked at Kylin and saw how uncomfortable she was. When they had lunch earlier she had told him how caught in the middle she felt, after all this was her home. She was sitting right across from him. He nudged her foot with his.
Kylin felt something at her foot, she looked down and saw Trip's boot at her toe. She looked up and smiled a little. Misson accomplished, he thought.
The table was silent for the rest of dinner until Lori spoke up. "Mommy can I ask a question," the girl asked.
Sophie looked at her and said, "Sure honey what it is?"
"Why do T'Pol, Takor, Sorak and Marov have pointy ears and look green are they sick," the little girl asked.
If the Vulcans hadn't been there, Kylin would have probably died laughing. Unfornuately they were there and since the ground wasn't opening up to swallow her she could only turn beet red. However her family and the crew of the Enterprise were snickering. Only the F.P.I.C. members looked mortified. The Vulcans didn't look to please
"I'll let your Aunt Kylin tell you that one," Sophie said, barely able to stop laughing, "Ky?"
Kylin glared at her friend, "Remember honey, T'Pol Takor, Sorak and Marov are Vulcans, they're not from Earth so they're going look a little different from humans," Kylin told her, hoping that would be enough she couldn't explain genetics and she was pretty sure Lori wouldn't get it at four.
"Me and Lori weren't born on Earth. Neither are any of our friends," Jason asked, "how come we don't look different?"
"Because you, your sister and your friends are from the same species," Marov told them looking at the humans, "We are not."
"Then heres to individuality," Kylin said raising her glass, "it makes the galaxy more interesting." The others raised their glasses and dinner was over.
This time Allan and Ben got up and cleared the table. "Its an old tradition, the girls serve and the boys clean it up," Lisa explained, "I will arrange for a council meeting tomorrow at 0900, please be here."
"We'll be here," Cal promised, "Kylin, we need to meet for stragety."
"We can use the office," she said, "Cap. Archer, the Founding Festival is tonight, anyone is welcome."
"The 'Founding Festival'", Trip asked.
"Tonight is the 18th celbration of the founding of New Tierra," Ben told him. "Why don't you come with us, we can talk shop, I'm putting some ideas together for a tractor beam." Trip looked the Capt who nodded.
"Goodnight then," and they left. Kylin and the other went into the study. The plan looked pretty much like what they had discuss via comm. They only had to meet for 30 mins.
"Kylin, you are taking 1st chair with this," Cal told her, "Since you are familiar with this place, you have the most knowledge, can you handle this?"
"Of course I can," Kylin said not really as sure as she wanted to be.
The rest of the team left and Kylin was alone more or less in the house. Everyone had left for the festival. She wasn't sure she wanted to go. There was a knock at the door. She went to get it. Trip stood there leaning against the door with a rose in his hand.
"Now tell me, how the hell did you get roses here," he asked handing it to her.
"We brought them over and they took naturally," she answered taking it from him.
"Just like the people here," Trip said, putting his hand on her face and kissed her.
She responded, but hesitated for a moment. Sensing it he stopped, "Don't worry, I like to take things slow, lets go to the festival, its a blast," he said.
"I don't know, Trip," she told him, "I'm not sure I'll enjoy it."
"This is the last one, are you sure you want to miss it," he asked.
She shooked her head. "Then lets go,"
TBC
Sorry about the drip this is getting a little longer then I planned :)