> you know where you are? you're in the jungle baby [ kiele | open ]

[trillingly]

[ To put it in one term, Commander Nar was distressed. Though she hardly showed it. being separated from her ship and fellow crewmates was distressing enough. The Dominion War had ended and all was supposed to be well. However now Jadzia Dax was on this station. Someone that had died and her soul carried on, according to the Klingon tradition. She

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[i_can_do_zat]

[ Chekov was walking the observation deck, paying more attention to the view outside than he was anything else. So when he caught a glimpse of Kiele in his peripheral vision it startled him and he made a shocked noise in the back of his throat as he turned to look at her. ]

[trillingly]

[ Nar turned and faced the younger boy. Ah, twenty-third century uniforms. It had been many lives since she had seen that in person. She offered a small smile and folded her hands in front of her. She was a Commander after all. ]

Something I can do for you, Ensign? Besides scare you.

[i_can_do_zat]

O-oh, no. I vas just walking and... vas startled. I am sorry.

[trillingly]

A Russian accent? Not something you commonly hear in Starfleet. And you are rather young....nineteen?

[icanhaslogic]

[The station was returning to what passed as its normal- for the time being at least. Things were settling down, not quite so urgent. He found, however, in returning to his exploratory wanderings, that things hadn't quite stopped- more and more people were arriving every day it seemed.]

I do not believe that we have been introduced.

[trillingly]

[ Nar stopped in her tracks. Spock. Anyone would know that face in the Federation. An older uniform, what Ensign Chekov had... Commander Spock then. She straightened her uniform and stood at a slight attention. ]

Commander Kiele Nar, Commander.

[icanhaslogic]

[He inclined his head slightly in acknowledgement.]

An honor, commander. I am Spock.

[trillingly]

Command Spock of the NCC-1701 USS Enterprise?

[thirdhost]

[ have one slender, yet shapely pale trill stepping onto the observation deck, her bare legs showing off her spots below the hem of the skirt she wore; but the spots on her face and neck were hidden by that curtain of golden hair. in her hands was a puff of white fur -- a tribble -- that she carried with her as she made a b-line for the nearest turbolift. ]

[trillingly]

[ nar watched as the familiar blond trill passed her. a sharp pang of emotions threatened to over throw her for a moment as she was stunned. but no, kejj's time had passed five lives ago. she followed after her, attempting to catch up with her. ]

Emony!

[thirdhost]

[ emony didn't recognize the voice, but she stopped all the same. when she turned to face the woman, she didn't recognize her features, either, other than the noting that she was another trill. and oh guardians, part of her hoped this wasn't another host of dax. three was enough. ]

I'm sorry, do I know you?

[trillingly]

[ part of her always rolled her eyes at how much dax brought out her playfulness. she suspected it was a small part of kejj that always slipped through somehow. she offered a teasing smile though. ]

Well. The last time you saw me, I was a man. I'm pretty sure you can figure it out.

[kukalaka_n_me]

[Julian had been trying to find something to do since he was locked out of the southern infirmary (for the day) and left to his own devices. Imagine his surprise when he saw a familiar blonde trill further down the corridor.]

Commander Nar? Is that really you?

[trillingly]

[ She sent him a smile. ]

That would be the British accent of one Doctor Bashir, would it not?

[kukalaka_n_me]

Actually, I'm not the only Brit here for once, but...

[He came forward and extended a hand and offered up one of his warm smiles for her.]

It's a pleasure to see you again. Not that I'd wish being pulled into a temporal nexus on anyone if I had my druthers but...still...

[trillingly]

I understand what you mean, Bashir. It's a pleasure.

[ Nar shook hands with him. She had planned to visit the station now that the war had ended. She was sure Ezri needed someone to talk to about it all. ]

Might be a little weird of me to ask you. But, Jadzia... you know. Right?

[onlyknoviolence]

[ kira had been walking, trying to see what it was with this place and to get used to it. it didn't feel right, too empty and the promenade just didn't seem right without the life, the shops. even quark, but she'd never admit it. she'd made her way now to the observation deck - at least this was something to do, there wasn't exactly a job for her in ops. when she saw the woman she stayed where she was, not wanting to disturb her just by her trying to find her way ]

[trillingly]

Fancy seeing you here, Kira. I wonder how many people from Deep Space 9 are here.

[ she offered the bajoran a smile. it seemed like everyone flocked after jadzia. ]

[onlyknoviolence]

[ kira offered her a bit of a smile back, but wasn't quite sure who she was. she seemed a little familiar but a name, or even a proper face didn't come to her - but then again on deep space nine she met a lot of people, and that seemed to be where she knew her ]

Forgive me for asking but how do I know you?

[trillingly]

Commander Kiele Nar. A friend of Jadzia's from home.

[ it was entirely possible that this kira hadn't met her. jadzia was from two years after her promotion, after all. this station was going to get on her nerves. and somewhere in her head one of the early hosts scolded her for having such low tolerance. ]