Movin' On Up
U.S.S. Enterprise, 2271.56, 2004 hours. Nyota was beaming from ear to ear—even if only on the inside.
She knew it'd been a long time coming but here she finally was, standing on the platform before her family and crew as Kirk gave a little speech about her promotion. The new uniforms were already waiting in her closet at home; tonight she'd officially receive her new rank and be awarded the medal to go with them.
Spock sat in the very front row with Se'tak beside him, attempting to reign in their little boy who was so excited he had difficulty keeping his seat. T'Alora sat to the left of them both with her little brother on her lap, quietly keeping him entertained by letting him borrow her eyes. Right now Selas was looking straight up the platform at her, his smile bright. Though it was against regulations to break parade rest in official circumstances such as these Nyota couldn't help herself, winking and smiling back at her boy and waving her fingers from behind her back.
The children and several audience members giggled and Spock sent an extra rush of pride across the bond.
"…and so it is my great pleasure to award you the rank of Lieutenant Commander." Here the Captain turned and winked at her as he held the medal up and shook her hand. The flash of a holo went off somewhere in the audience as she squeezed Jim's hand back. "Congratulations, Uhura. You've earned it."
"Thank you, Sir."
He handed her the box and the seriousness of the moment passed. "Ok people, now that that's over with time for the really important part…the party!"
Se'tak jumped out of his seat. "YEAH!"