08-20-2025, 11:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-20-2025, 11:27 PM by Hallowette Maxas-Darl.)
As the song came to a close, the befreckled, slightly built hybrid, filled the space with loud musical laughter, the kind that flushes ones skin as it rolls forth. The newly cherry skin on the usually pale woman caused the trill spots that lines the contours of her face and neck seemed more pronounced, contrasting against the fresh palate on her skin.
Hallowette loved to sing, and often did so as she idled away at this or that task. She knew it was a human trope for someone to sing in the shower, and she was just as guilty of that as anyone. Singing in public had been something she had dabbled in during her life. Her grandmother on Trill had been particularly proud of her voice, even as she was rather unenthused about the rest of her. Over the years she had sung in everything from local pageant competitions, to the Youth Diplomatic Ensemble, to even the Academy choir. Despite all of that, she hadn't ever really considered herself worthy of pushing to see where it might take her, even though she did date a musician once as a junior who she collaborated with a few times, though he had turned out to be quite the asshole, so she left both him, and their projects.
So it was that at this moment, she could barely remember a time she had enjoyed just singing for the sake of it. Her new companions all sounded WONDERFUL together, and it inspired a part of her that she had neglected since joining the Academy - the side that enjoyed making and creating, and just putting joy out into the world.
"Sashuin (sas-shoo-een)..." she said, defaulting to the Bajoran word saved for close friends or siblings, "That was amazing!" She hopped up and down excitedly. Her arm was still placed through Aeryn's, though she barely moved the woman with her gleeful movements.
"Let's do another!"
She looked to Mara and gave her a playful pleading look, though she stopped herself short from asking her up on the stage to join them again - but the look on her face, and the silly scrunching of her ridged nose got the point across. She wanted the security chief to join the sisterhood on stage.
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Hallowette loved to sing, and often did so as she idled away at this or that task. She knew it was a human trope for someone to sing in the shower, and she was just as guilty of that as anyone. Singing in public had been something she had dabbled in during her life. Her grandmother on Trill had been particularly proud of her voice, even as she was rather unenthused about the rest of her. Over the years she had sung in everything from local pageant competitions, to the Youth Diplomatic Ensemble, to even the Academy choir. Despite all of that, she hadn't ever really considered herself worthy of pushing to see where it might take her, even though she did date a musician once as a junior who she collaborated with a few times, though he had turned out to be quite the asshole, so she left both him, and their projects.
So it was that at this moment, she could barely remember a time she had enjoyed just singing for the sake of it. Her new companions all sounded WONDERFUL together, and it inspired a part of her that she had neglected since joining the Academy - the side that enjoyed making and creating, and just putting joy out into the world.
"Sashuin (sas-shoo-een)..." she said, defaulting to the Bajoran word saved for close friends or siblings, "That was amazing!" She hopped up and down excitedly. Her arm was still placed through Aeryn's, though she barely moved the woman with her gleeful movements.
"Let's do another!"
She looked to Mara and gave her a playful pleading look, though she stopped herself short from asking her up on the stage to join them again - but the look on her face, and the silly scrunching of her ridged nose got the point across. She wanted the security chief to join the sisterhood on stage.
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