Messhall meditations

[liz_cutler]

*sits in messhall eating a late night snack. Tired from taking care of babies on top of other duties. Sees T'Pol enter room and worries she's escaped her quarters again. Not having heard of the mirror T'pol yet.*

*sips hot chocolate.*

Comments

[mu_tpol]

::walks over to food cabinets, aware that a number of crew are staring::

::ponders the choice, then picks up a piece of plain looking cake before turning to look for somewhere to sit::

::notices one crewmember staring directly at her, whilst sipping hot chocolate::

::looks impassively back::

Can I help you?

[liz_cutler]

T'Pol? are you feeling better now?

*looks worriedly at cake in her hands*

[mu_tpol]

Feeling better?

::raises eyebrow::

If you are referring to my trans-dimensional cross-universe travels through the space-time anomoly, then I can assure you, I felt no ill effects.

::wonders if the whole ship knows about arrival by now::

[liz_cutler]

*smiles*

so you aren't the T'Pol from our universe. Would you join me?

*gestures at empty chair*

I would like to get to know you. I'm Ensign Liz Cutler.

[mu_tpol]

::sits down in chair indicated, placing cake on table::

Ensign. I am indeed from the...other universe. It seems this ship has encountered a number of...counterparts from my own universe.

I have yet to meet 'your' T'Pol though.

::pokes cake with fork::

[liz_cutler]

she's a bit...under the weather at the moment. Have you been on this ship long?

[mu_tpol]

Not for long, no.

It seems that a number of your crew are suffering...ill effects from your current mission.

Will she recover?

[liz_cutler]

we hope she will. but only if she stops sniffing terellium.

So what have you been doing since coming on the ship?

[mu_tpol]

::pauses, not thinking that Malcolm should be discussed::

I have been...assisting the Captain with matters partially concerning my own universe.

::Changes subject::

I hope to be able to meet more of the crew from this ship. What have seen so far has been...interesting.

[liz_cutler]

well, I hope you will be able to feel at home here for as long as you stay in this universe. If you'd like, I'll do what I can to help you get acquainted with our ship's crew.

[mu_tpol]

::inclines head::

Thank you, Ensign.

I feel I should attempt to integrate myself as fully as is practicable.

Any help you can give me would be most welcome.

[liz_cutler]

*smiles*

well, you should tell whomever you meet when you leave here that you'd appreciate it if they gave you shoes.

[mu_tpol]

::frowns minutely::

Shoes? Is this some form of human ritual in this universe?

::is interested in the cultural differences::

[liz_cutler]

It is a custom for Vulcan's to ask for shoes from humans in this universe. *sips hot chocolate*

[mu_tpol]

If it would offend others if I did not indulge in this custom I will do as you say. I do not wish to cause any offense.

Should I expect the humans to relinquish the shoes, or is asking the important part?

[liz_cutler]

Asking is good, however the other T'Pol frequently just expected us to relinquish our shoes, which became expected among the crew.