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[wuhrak]

Elizabeth sat in the mess hall for once feeling very exposed. After interactions with her fellow half vulcan she'd decided it was time to 'out' her heritage. Her hair tucked almost proudly behind her ears she sat absently stirring a cup of Earl grey tea, which she was of course drinking black. She was trying, and mostly failing to look approachable, as she sat back straight at the table.

"I'm proud of my Heritage" she murmered absently to herself, almost trying to convince herself.