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These characters are in 'Looking for ashau in all the wrong places' (yep shameless plug..its the last one for this story, promise!)
Earth date, February 2265 – K'st Kau compound, Rok-kahr region
"Ko-mekh-il, remind me again why you need my presence at this function. I do not even know the couple."
T'Ynise complained as she left her closet clutching her formal Vulcan robes in her hands.
"Perhaps you should see a healer since your memory appears faulty." T'Anna replied as she waited to assist her granddaughter.
"Mekh-il, please, do I really need to be there?"
"Do I need your presence? No. Do I require it as your matriarch. Yes. Besides no one else is available. Your parents are offworld, your cousins have other engagements. You are the only one who is free from appointments. Especially since you terminated Siran".
T'Ynise sighed as she handed her grandmother the robes for inspection.
"I did not terminate Siran, he is still very much alive. I just decided to cross him off my list."
"When you asked me to help you find a bondmate, I did not anticipate it to be such an arduous task. Siran is a worthy candidate."
"Siran is too damned short" T'Ynise mumbled to herself.
"You ceased to engage with him socially, because he is vertically challenged?" T'Anne looked at her granddaughter, eyebrow raised.
"Such a superficial reason, T'Ynise,"
Damn, her grandmother's understand of English idioms was improving.
"It is not superficial, even in vertical shoes he can still look up my nose."
"But he has large hands and feet, that should compensate for his height T'Ynise-kam,"
"What has the size of hands and feet got to do with anything?"
"Kan-t'nash-veh, you are part human, I consider that an important factor, since I believe Terrans consider large extremities a sign of a generous lok. I believe Sirin would not have failed in that regard."
Grandma, you cannot pick men based on the size of their genitals!" T'Ynise rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"That was not my only criteria, as you well know, he is a professor at the New Vulcan Academy, he was working at Oxford University before he moved to the colony. He is well respected in his field, a very xenopolitan V'Tosh. Much.."
"Since he is so wonderful, why did you not consider him for yourself?"
"I did." T'Anne replied.
T'Ynise looked in shock at her grandmother, sitting on the loveseat like a Vulcan queen, reigning over her subjects.
"And your reason for passing him onto to me instead is…?
"Whilst making my enquiries he expressed a preference for a younger female, he seemed intrigued by your accomplishments. He was not concerned at the clans version of logic. He finds it 'fascinating'.
"'Well perhaps someone else in the clan will give him a second look." T'Ynise answered.
"Indeed. Now let us see to these robes, try them on. You must look your best at Minister Selek's bonding ceremony. You never know who you might meet."
T'Ynise sighed as she undressed and tried on the heavy outfits. T'Pau had invited her grandmother to her kinsmen's bonding ceremony. The unusual pairing had been acquaintances for over one hundred years. The Va Pak had turned them into friends despite their philosophical differences. There were few of their generation left, they each needed someone with a link to their past to commune with.
"Remind me who Minister Selek is bonding with."
"A young woman named Be'hai'ker T'Mardis, she manages a chain of hotels and a rent a shuttle company. I hope she lives up to his expectations." T'Anna sniffed as she walked around her granddaughter inspecting the outfit.
T'Ynise looked at her grandmother suspiciously "You considered him for yourself"
"I invited him to lunch, nothing more. He declined the invitation, since as I now know his interest lay elsewhere."
"And this will not bother you, attending his bonding ceremony..of course not, you have someone else in mind" T'Ynise smiled.
"How long have you been looking, you kept this quiet,"
"I started from the time you decided to look for a bondmate, I determined it was time to pay attention to your mother and toz'ots advice and walk this path again."
T'Ynise went quiet for a moment, her grandfather Turek died in the Va Pak. He performed the neck pinch on his adun'a T'Anna to get her on a shuttle along with others to save their lives. He was sorely missed but life goes on. Kaiiidth.
"So tell me, what is the name of your next potential conquest?" T'Ynise eyes lightened with mirth as she decided to go back to a lighter mood.
"His name is Sapokel, he is a civil engineer. He is 140 years old."
"Mmmm a younger man, Ko-mekh-il, fascinating."
"Indeed" T'Anna replied, "Your sa-mekh-al was 18 years my junior. He appreciated my extensive experience."
"Maybe it is time for you teach me all that you know, mekh-il." T'Ynise laughed as she looked down at her matriarch.
"Listen and learn my T'Ynise-kam, listen and learn."
Author's Notes
Characters
T'Anna 162 years old/approx human age 92 years
T'Ynise 56 years old/approx human age 38 years
Spoken English is in italics, all other conversations are in Vulcan dialect
Ko-mekh-il – grandmother
kan-t'nash-veh – my child
V'Tosh - another description for a Vulcan person
lok- male genital
To'zot – aunt/uncle
Va-Pak – The immeasurable Loss
xenopolitan - a made up word, the galactic version of cosmopolitan, someone familiar with and at ease in and with different offworld cultures and planets.
