Jyush Cavol

Posted on Sat Mar 6th, 2021 @ 10:35pm by Lieutenant Kiam Aax & Uvi Yentas
Edited on on Sat Mar 6th, 2021 @ 10:35pm

Mission: 28 Days
Location: Seven-Eleven; Deck Seven
Timeline: Mission Day 13 at 2200

"It's Doctor Aax, isn't it?"

Kiam Aax looked up at the voice and a body that stood in front of Seven-Eleven's bank of angled windows. Black eyes addressed the near-flawless caramel skin of Argelian Uvi Yentas. Having been huddled over a PADD of reading- and a chocolate confection adopted by the culinary artisans of Idan. She dashed tongue between lips to check none of the bittersweet thickness of the mousse lingered. "Yes, it is. Uvi Yentas, right?"

The Argelian's dress reminded Kiam of attire she'd seen in fashionable Loneel. A stark, almost silvery-white, fur-like sweater hung atop shoulders, leaving much of the Argelian's rich skin exposed. Uvi smiled and blinked light eyes, "Jyush Cavol," she said.

Kiam smiled, "Jyush Cavol again," she returned. Kiam set down her spoon, cradled in the lush silk and velvet of Idanian spiced chocolate. Uvi glanced at the dish with a tilt of a smile. A waft of curiosity was like a breeze against Kiam's mind, "Idanian chocolate if you're interested the chef's had some in stasis since Starbase 15. Get it before it's gone."

Uvi eyed it again, "May I sit?"

Kiam's eyes widened and she grimaced her wide smile, "Oh uh, of course. Please. Have a seat. I was just reading." Kiam said while the woman lowered herself into the chair opposite. Like so many Argelians, Uvi seemed to have a strange ethereal grace, what Humans might have felt as Elven. It wasn't so much physical grace, but a perfect of their glacial emotional states. Vulcans had T'plana Hath to mater their emotions. Argelians took a different path, but inside out.

"It fascinates me how such a closed, paranoid culture could make such delicate foods," Uvi commented, a flick of her gaze on the chocolate. Again, she wafted of both openness and curiosity like breeze on a shore.

Kiam's nose wrinkled her amusement, "Their queens and male-concubines made Earth's Sun King look pale.." She gushed a smile, "With just how decadent they could be," her eyes slipped the space between them for the blackness of the stars at warp behind them, "The queens are gone but the cuisine survives."

"What are you reading?" Uvi's eyes stayed on Kiam's black gaze and then in a blink moved to the PADD. She rested her chin on her hand. "Poetry?"

"Oh it's a loan," Kiam clarified. Her nose wrinkled some. Her eyes blinked and she searched what she wanted to say behind her eyelids, "My sister's renewing her vows and its custom we,-

"- Read poetry," the women said in stereo. Uvi chuckled, resting hands on her knee while she brought her foot up onto the seat. Kiam nodded, "This poet's one of Leaxa's favorites, but she's too regimented in style for me. I prefer flow. But it's her ceremony so..." Kiam trailed off with a shrug. "Are you sure you wouldn't like something?" She asked.

Uvi shook her head, "It's fasting time for me," she said with a vague lean to her talking companion. Kiam raised a brow and checked the time on her PADD.

"Oh, it is. I guess. It's Recollection right now?" Kiam remembered thinly how the Argelians had retired for a period of about three hours a day. "For another hour," Kiam added with a quick mental calculation before her PADD clattered back, released by the Doctor. Uvi's nod was a gracefully glacial bob of assent.

"You mentioned you studied on Sho'an," Uvi broached a brief topic from their first encounter. She blinked, countenance the pleasant, almost Zen-like calm.

Kiam nodded her head, "Yes. In my last year at the Interspecies Medical Exchange." A spike of amusement rose like a cresting wave and was allowed to roll over tide pools in Uvi's mindscape. "That amuses you?" She said softly. "Why?"

Uvi grinned, "Well it's quite... intimate. It's not a practice I would've expected a Doctor to take much interest in," Uvi explained. "A counselor, perhaps."

Kiam smiled wide, "There isn't very much difference between them on Betazed," Kiam divulged, "The mind and the body are a whole. One has power over the other, and vice versa." She paused and turned off her PADD since she'd engaged, "Humans sometimes like to separate the two. But we do not."

Uvi nodded, "Our healers and your healers see eye to eye." Uvi rested her chin on her knee, gradually sliding arms about her bent leg, "And what did you think?"

"Of the techniques or Sho'an?" Kiam inquired but when Uvi's mind spike on one word over the other, like a firefly of interest like an arrow, Kiam continued, "I liked the architecture. But Argelius has the same idea around design. But the training was... it was interesting. I enjoyed it, but I don't have a natural gift for it."

Uvi raised a brow and a playful smile, "Well it takes a lot of practice. Lifelong practice. Do you still?" She asked calmly, eyes a pleasant half-narrow on the Doctor. Kiam grimaced.

"Not... often. I'm..." she grimaced again, "Humans are uncomfortable around telepaths. Most of my patients here are Human. As obsessed as they are over freedom, they are very suspicious of open honesty and emotional... transparency."

Uvi smiled, "Do you think that is their nature or more of a cultural shift since their first non-Human allies were Vulcans." Uvi's light eyes mused, "Not exactly the most emotionally open people in the galaxy, are they?"

Kiam widened her smile, her brows raising, "Maybe. But I think it's their nature. They're..." she glanced around them- and noted Charlie Caspian sitting with the Andorian, Ovroroa, "They're islands unto themselves. That makes them fiercely individual. They're afraid of losing that uniqueness." Kiam tilted her head, "And it's hard to explain to them that they don't lose anything... it's nothing like that." She took up her spoon and swirled into her dessert with a lamenting smile, "You're still a unique voice. But you can also be a choir."

Uvi nodded a single sage nod.

"Still, I enjoyed what I learned," Kiam self-corrected.

Uvi again nodded, "Did you ever spend time with a Sho'a Mistress?"

Kiam blinked, "Oh. No not beyond a demonstration," she said. She leaned forward, eyes narrowed, "But it's so fascinating how they do that. But it takes a lot of openness from the recipient."

Uvi yet again nodded. She added, "My mother is Sho'a. She's traveled as far as Ullia to search out stories... unlocking those memory keys," Uvi smiled patiently. "Do you think you'll ever return to Sho'an?"

Kiam turned her spoon and scooped spiced chocolate from its concaveness. She swallowed, "I never like to close doors. If I ever can, then, of course. Argelius is a very restful place."

Uvi nodded. "It is." She glanced beyond the Doctor to the blackness of space beyond. "So... Idanian spiced chocolate?"

Kiam grinned with an appreciative nod, "Get it while you still can." Sensing a waft of interest from the Argelian, a scattering of mental glitter, Kiam went ahead and raised her hand to get the attention of one of Seven-Eleven's Stewards.