05-28-2024, 05:27 PM
Mara nodded in greeting as Tyra entered, sitting that little bit straighter. The Bandaran smiled to herself as it turned out the Captain knew plenty about Bajoran food and drink.
We’re meetin’ in a Bajoran cafe. Of course she knows. Probably been here before.
"One of my closest friends is Bajoran and when Starbase Delta was both of our home bases, we use to frequent a little place very similar to this. I can't say I'm a huge fan of a lot of Bajoran dishes but those pies… they hit the spot," Tyra explained.
Yep. There it is.
“Yeah, last time we were here I sacked off DS9 and went hikin’ round Bajor,” Mara replied. “Some really good stuff, even if I can’t remember the names of much of it,” she admitted with a grin.
It wasn’t really a surprise when the redhead got down to business pretty quickly.
"Thank you for agreeing to meet me; I know it's not entirely in the norm but given that nothing is exactly normal right now, I thought it best to try to make sure everything is straight between all of us. I know we had a rocky point in the briefing but I appreciate the support you gave me when it was needed most. I know it might not feel that way with everything as it is but it's not overlooked and it does mean something, to me at least."
“Thanks. I appreciate that,” Mara said with a nod. “But you were right to put me back in my box after the briefin’, and I’m glad you did. There’s no hard feelin’ there at all.”
She shifted her weight in the chair. Calleja was prone to being closed off, giving short answers and holding back what she really thought. But once she had warmed to someone she was much more open, and that’s where she stood with Crawford.
“I don’t think I really understood the burden that was on you until that… I dunno, do we call it a talk when you did all the talkin’ and I shut up for once?” Mara joked. “But you let me in. You didn’t just close up shop and kick me off the team, although I bet that was mighty temptin’. I got to see why I was wrong. The conflictin’ demands you gotta manage and how it all fits together. Gave me some perspective, and I needed that, so thank you. And I mean it, I’m not just blowin’ smoke up your arse because you’re Tyra Crawford. Not very often I get credited with brains enough to figure shit out.”
There was a genuine smile on Calleja’s lips as she spoke. She wasn’t completely naive. She knew why she was typecast and underestimated, and if she was being honest with herself she would admit that she did play up to it sometimes. All the same, Crawford had shown her respect, and that lesson had been enough to get the infamously assertive and often fiery Bandaran to fall in line.
== To you! ==
We’re meetin’ in a Bajoran cafe. Of course she knows. Probably been here before.
"One of my closest friends is Bajoran and when Starbase Delta was both of our home bases, we use to frequent a little place very similar to this. I can't say I'm a huge fan of a lot of Bajoran dishes but those pies… they hit the spot," Tyra explained.
Yep. There it is.
“Yeah, last time we were here I sacked off DS9 and went hikin’ round Bajor,” Mara replied. “Some really good stuff, even if I can’t remember the names of much of it,” she admitted with a grin.
It wasn’t really a surprise when the redhead got down to business pretty quickly.
"Thank you for agreeing to meet me; I know it's not entirely in the norm but given that nothing is exactly normal right now, I thought it best to try to make sure everything is straight between all of us. I know we had a rocky point in the briefing but I appreciate the support you gave me when it was needed most. I know it might not feel that way with everything as it is but it's not overlooked and it does mean something, to me at least."
“Thanks. I appreciate that,” Mara said with a nod. “But you were right to put me back in my box after the briefin’, and I’m glad you did. There’s no hard feelin’ there at all.”
She shifted her weight in the chair. Calleja was prone to being closed off, giving short answers and holding back what she really thought. But once she had warmed to someone she was much more open, and that’s where she stood with Crawford.
“I don’t think I really understood the burden that was on you until that… I dunno, do we call it a talk when you did all the talkin’ and I shut up for once?” Mara joked. “But you let me in. You didn’t just close up shop and kick me off the team, although I bet that was mighty temptin’. I got to see why I was wrong. The conflictin’ demands you gotta manage and how it all fits together. Gave me some perspective, and I needed that, so thank you. And I mean it, I’m not just blowin’ smoke up your arse because you’re Tyra Crawford. Not very often I get credited with brains enough to figure shit out.”
There was a genuine smile on Calleja’s lips as she spoke. She wasn’t completely naive. She knew why she was typecast and underestimated, and if she was being honest with herself she would admit that she did play up to it sometimes. All the same, Crawford had shown her respect, and that lesson had been enough to get the infamously assertive and often fiery Bandaran to fall in line.
== To you! ==