In A Picture, Rememberance Part 2

Posted on 14 Mar 2012 @ 1:32pm by Lieutenant Commander Evelyn Coleman

1,373 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Episode 00 - Pre-Deployment
Location: El-Auria
Timeline: MD05

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[Evelyn thought about it for a moment and something dawned n her for the first time, "That is why we're called a race of Listeners."

Narco smirked at Evelyn, turning to stare into her green eyes, "Cause we have nothing else to say..."]

Evelyn turned away to look back at the sky above. Two moons illuminated the sky, a whisper of a nebula wisps between them. Her eyes searched through the different stars, like diamonds in the sky she was looking for one in particular. She identified each constellation and when she found the one with her star she noticed where once as a point of light was now a dark area. "Aww, my star is gone."

Narco blinked and followed her eyes to the dark patch, "Well you already knew the star had died when you picked it."

Evelyn nodded, feeling poignant. "I know...still disappointed." She sighed, "They're supposed to last forever, when everything in life fades, the stars would always shine."

Narco smiled sadly at her comment, "So tell me about your ship, the on you're returning to." He asked, wanted to change the conversation to something more positive.

"The USS Lexington, it is a new Constitution class." Evelyn spoke proudly.

"Met any of your shipmates yet, or not until you get back?"

Evelyn thought for a moment, "Only met one office, named O'Ryan. Nice guy..."

Narco arched his brow "That it, he's nice?"

"I only met him for a few moments, seems too eager though. Maybe slow down and chill for a moment, appreciate the time he's living in." Evelyn commented.

A question popped into his head and he smirked, "Have a uniform?"

"Yup, golden, virtually one piece. It's a darn skirt, but I like the boots."

Narco chuckled and thought about how she might look in it, "Nice..."

Evelyn closed her eyes a sighed, "I had that dream again."

"You mean, nightmare." Narco countered.

"Whatever, I had it again last night. Ever since I returned home, it's been more vivid."

Narco looked at her, "You remember more of it?" he asked, "last time you told me it was a dark cloud and then harsh winds and a blinding light."

"The thundercloud was still there, as were the winds. However, the cloud was darker and I could swear I saw machinery inside."

"Inside the cloud?" Narco asked.

"Yeah and the light this time...It didn't come right at me, it was more of a ray of light through the cloud, shinning on the city."

"I don't know Evelyn, change the darkness, you could be describing a summer day here."

Evelyn added, "The ray of light was green, and then there was noise." Narco looked at her and she continued, "Like when you are in a crowded room...but only lasted a minute." Evelyn sighed, "I talked to the Grand Minister about my dreams, he said not to worry."

Narco nodded, "Then don't, considering we've been talking about pretty much how boring your life is here and so I would put it past, subconsciously, your mind deciding to be imaginative."

Evelyn prop herself up with her elbows and looked at him, "What is up with you and psychology?"

Narco smirked, "Just trying to spark something inside you."

Evelyn burst out laughing, "Yeah, me a psychiatrist, what you going to say next, I'm married to a Klingon?"

Narco chuckled, and thought for a moment, "You know I could see that..."

"What!?"

He rolled onto his side, facing her, his arm adjusted to hold his head up, "I'm hope not, even though you're leaving; I'd hope you still would end up with one of your own kind romantically."

Evelyn's eyes widen as she heard him. "How am I supposed to take that statement? Either you're trying to be my father or you are a bigot."

Narco looked at her, "I am no bigot, or your father. I'm your best friend."

Nodding with understanding she replied, "I know, only wants what's best for me." She lay back once more.

Narco watched her, "You know, you never told me what happened earlier with you and your family."

Evelyn groaned, shutting her eyes, "If we were a primitive species, I think I would have been disowned." She turned her head away from Narco, she felt tears burning her eyes, and the last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of him. "I just want him to understand, I want him to know why I'm going back to Earth."

"Have you told him?"

"Obviously but he takes it to hard. He claims the only reason why I want to go back is because I hate being El-Aurian. I don't hate what I am, Narco."

Narco reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing it. "Eve, your father is going to miss you, that's all." Narco reasoned not liking when his friend is sad.

Rolling over, Evelyn sighed, "I know...Rao! I hate saying that." She growled, "Me knowing everything is what is causing all of this. I just want to be stupid sometimes."

Narco laughed, "Please, you were always the smartass." He stared at her, smiling wide, "I just can't imagine how you are able to keep your mouth shut."

Evelyn glared at him, "You think you're funny, huh? Anyhow, besides me leaving, what about you? Heading to Aurian City with Maurice?"

Narco shook his head, "No, I'm leaving too." He spoke softly.

Her eyes widen, "Where you going?"

"El-Moira" he answered unhesitant,

"But they are isolationist." She said agape. "Would they even allow you to enter their space?"

"We're the same race, Evelyn." Narco pointed out.

Evelyn looked at him, "Yeah, and so was Angenon, but that was before the enlightenment era."

Narco laughed at her comment, "'Enlightenment era' if it was so grand why are our parents and grand parents bitter about it?"

"The nexus changed us, Narco, we're not the same people we were 2 millennia ago. And they are probably bitter about the Q dealings."

"Ah yes the Q. I still want to know what they meant when they said we can't see what we don't know."

Evelyn shrugged, "My guess it is multiple dimensions. We can see the future but not of an alternate reality."

Narco shrugged, "I feel like that Angenon was the price for our Enlightenment."

She shook her head, moving to stand up. "No, they are the reasons we're listeners."

"Eve, they destroyed themselves, all because of the knowledge acquired, that same knowledge is why you want to return to Earth."

Evelyn looked at him, "I feel like we're talking in circles." She said pacing. "Why El-Moira?"

"Why Earth?" he asked, rising to his feet.
When their eyes met, Evelyn had the same sense of clarity she had a few moments ago. "You feel it too, don't you? You sense that same nag I do..."

Narco stiffened, "What feeling?"

Evelyn moved closer to him, "You know exactly what I mean, you have that same feeling, urging you to leave."

When he didn't say anything she knew she struck a nerve. "I have this feeling I need to leave, almost instinctual. I've been feeling that since before I visited Earth." She looked at him, "You feel it too."

Narco nodded, "Yes, I feel like I need to escape from here. But I don't know why. You are the only one else who feels the need to leave."

Evelyn nodded, before now she thought she was alone, "I'm going to miss you."

Narco closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her small frame. "I'll miss you too." He whispers into her hair.

Suddenly a sound erupted from his pocket, making them step back away from one another. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small communicator. "It's Maurice, and Lucia. They want to know if we're still going to meet them at the Colluendome." He looked at Evelyn.

She nodded, "Tell them we're on our way." Evelyn smiled to that fact, "It's my last night on El-Auria...might as well indulge in it while I can before heading to the dark ages."

Narco nodded and smiled, "This is going to be fun."

-To be continued-

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LTJG Evelyn Coleman
Chief Intelligence Officer
USS Galileo

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