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[grandstanding]

Who: All aboard the SS Heron, crew and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Heron
When: any time in March

[It's a mingle! People to see, things to do, gumballs to sit around in crates for a little while longer.]

Comments

Action | OTA

[seaoflight]

I. (Backdated to first of the month.)

[Nomi really hadn't spent a lot of time outside of the quarters she'd taken to sharing with Vima, preferring mostly to keep to herself for a time while she adjusted. Life in space was not unfamiliar, but the environment here was not the same as at home and it took her time to adjust.

Today, though, she's finally really stepping out and attempting to stop being that one person who doesn't talk to anybody. Starting with an exploration of the ship. She'll wander from area to area, basically waving at anyone who happens to be around and offering a warm, matronly smile.]

Hello there. Forgive me, I don't think we've met. I'm Nomi.

II. (The Galley)

[Nomi is no cook. Not even close to it, but thankfully for you she's not cooking for anyone else. Good thing too, since she's just poking at the food dispensing machine and blinking.]

Pumpkin-spice? What is that even supposed to mean?


III. (The Wild Card option).

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II. Calibration Chat

[tobeajedi]

[Vima is nervous about this meeting--one that's been in the pipeline since her mother appeared on the Marsiva. That is to say, the "calibration rooms" that they were subjected to months ago. During which a) she barged into a memory of Dr. Crusher's and b) Dr. Crusher saw Vima's decision to go to Ulic Qel-Droma the ex-Jedi for training.

The latter of which Vima has not brought up yet. She's kind of waiting to see if Nomi has questions herself, but also... she's worried about potential timeline implications. Which is another good reason to have Dr. Crusher around, because apparently she knows about timeline nonsense.

In the meantime, she'll start making tea and glances over when her mom questions the flavors on offering.]

Uh... I think it's an Earth thing? I was kind of confused to see spice everywhere at first, but it's not like mined spice.

finally gets my ass in gear

[dancingmd]

[Beverly comes in a few minutes later. Unlike Vima, she is completely at ease - no calibration talk will compare to what she went through with Tek. No one here is a deeply paranoid death dragon. Even if things don't exactly go swimmingly, she's confident they can work through any issues that come up in a sensible manner.]

Good morning! [Beaming at the both of them, she spies the pumpkin spice drink dispenser Nomi is poking at.] Oh, I didn't know some ships had that flavor!

And ofc dw doesn't give me a notification

[seaoflight]

[For her part, Nomi wasn't all that worried about the conversation but Vima's unease was troubling. What had happened, to make her obviously rambunctious child so unsure of all this?

The focus on the drink was just a distraction though, and with the assurance that it was not in fact a dangerously addictive hallucinogen Nomi pressed the button with some finality. Worth a try.]

Apparently so. I'll give it a try. Can't hurt, I suppose.

[She'll sip it. Frown. Take another sip. And then shrug.]

Different. Are you a fan, Doctor?

[dancingmd]

Sometimes I get in the mood for it but... I prefer chamomile tea or just coffee with cream usually.

[tobeajedi]

It's all right. I'm still trying to find stim-tea on the waystations, though.

[No, it doesn't taste nice, and it's not for connoisseurs, but it's one of those things she grew up with.

Since Dr. Crusher mentions it, though, Vima fills a cup for her--and oen for herself, why not.]

So. We all wanted to talk about the calibration rooms, right?

[BETTER TO JUST GET RIGHT INTO IT....]

[seaoflight]

[Nomi directs her attention towards her daughter and has a seat. She'll finish the pumpkin spice, sure.]

We did, yes.

[Particularly for Beverly, since Vima seems quite alright. The rubberband nature of youth and all.]

II

[achillesheels]

[The resident cook of the Heron has now arrived to help.]

It's a flavor... pumpkin, nutmeg, things like that.

[seaoflight]

Where does the spice come in? That's not something that should be consumed at all, let alone be used as common flavoring.

[That word has a vastly different definition at home...]

[achillesheels]

The spice is the nutmeg, cinnamon, ginger, cloves... all of that sort of thing are common flavorings. Why shouldn't it be consumed?

[What do you mean, none of this stuff is bad!! She's just confused, now, but is chalking it up to misunderstandings of... some kind.]

[seaoflight]

Spice shouldn't be put into food. It's a hallucinogen. And an addictive narcotic.

[None of those flavorings ring a bell...]

[achillesheels]

[So that's the misunderstanding...]

That's not what these are. Spice is a term for all kinds of flavorings we can use to make food taste better... none of them are addictive narcotics.

[seaoflight]

Oh. OH! So...alright. That makes a lot more sense.

[Eyes widening, she laughs lightly, at herself more than anything.]

I was very, very confused. Thank you for clearing that up.

I

[grandstanding]

[Erik is in the kitchen area when Nomi comes to call, looking slightly disgruntled at the wheat solid he was poking with a fork. He glances up when she speaks, turning to look in her direction.]

No, we haven't. But this is only my first day here, so I haven't met much of anyone.

Blade. It's nice to meet you.

[He extends a hand to shake.]

[seaoflight]

[Hand accepted! Nomi smiles wryly and takes a seat across from him then.]

You're doing better than I. I've been here two weeks and only really spoken to my daughter.

[grandstanding]

[He raises his eyebrows, curious. People from different worlds were here together, yes, but he hadn't considered families.]

Your daughter?

Even so, I doubt anyone would blame you for that. It's a distracting sort of place.

[seaoflight]

My daughter, Vima. The pilot.

[There's a mother's pride in those words.]

She's been here a bit longer than I have.

[grandstanding]

I'll have to meet her soon. Is it a comfort, to have someone you know here?

[Opinions could vary, he supposes... given the circumstances.]

[seaoflight]

It helps in some ways, yes. But I do worry, because she's my child and this place can be unsettling, it seems.

II

[stefanged]

It's a flavor on Earth. Kinda like cinnamon and nutmeg?

[Stefan hadn't been here long - honestly, he's here to visit Vima, but even he can't ignore the physical differences between his pseudo sister and the woman near him.]

Can't say I recommend it, unless you like that kind of thing.

[seaoflight]

Ah. Alright.

[Which is easier than worrying about the implications of spice in food, since that was an addictive hallucinogen.]

I'm not entirely sure what those flavors are, but it can't be awful.

[So, getting some and adding it to her drink.]

Thank you, sir.

[stefanged]

No problem. [Headtilt. He's not sure what that'll taste like, but he's also not the one drinking that.] I'm sure you'll know it when you taste it.

I'm Stefan, by the way. I'm the Paisley's lab support, but I'm visiting a friend here.

[seaoflight]

Nice to meet you, Stefan. I'm Nomi Sunrider, one of the security staff on the Heron.

[Her head dips in greeting. This boy's name is familiar, Vima had definitely mentioned him...]

Who are you visiting?

[stefanged]

[Sunrider. Well, no wonder he'd seen a resemblance. Stefan gives her a more genuine smile as he admits,] Vi - er, Vima.

You must be her mom. [He holds his hand out for a handshake.] It's good to finally meet you, Ms. Nomi.

[seaoflight]

[Her hand reaches out in greeting.]

And you as well, Stefan. I am Vima's mother, and she's certainly mentioned you.