Taking Flight pt 3 -- A Ruca and Trichon Log

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"Taking Flight" -- Part Three

Ensign Trichon Light & Ensign (Doctor) Ruca N'Etani

(w/ Special Guest Appearence by Lt. JG Hans Seiben)

Stardate 0308.018

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Trichon pushed his plate away. He was stuffed. He looked around and noticed the room was filling up at a startling pace. "Well I don't know about you but that was quite good. And I am stuffed."

 

Ruca nodded in agreement, chewing up the last of her honey glazed chicken and taking a sip of her iced tea. She swallowed it quickly and smiled at him, "Me too.. that just hit the spot. I had forgotten that I hadn't really gotten lunch today .. so I was famished." She glanced around at the room, also noticing it filling up, ".. and we seemed to have missed the dinner rush at least."

 

"I was just noticing that. Maybe we should get out of here before it gets really crowded."

 

She placed the napkin that had been politely laid across her lap to the side and stood up, "I agree.. I am not a big fan of crowds. They make me nervous." She brushed her hair over her shoulder, and stretched her back out a bit. And then pushed her chair in. Trichon followed Ruca's lead and stood up and pushed the chair in. He stretched a little bit.

 

"I dont know about you but I need to walk that meal off."

 

Her eyes looked over at him, and she nodded, "Okay.. a walk sounds nice. I wouldn't mind exploring the ship a little more. I still get lost occasionally."

 

"Sounds like a plan" Trichon started to walk toward the door. Right before they left the doors opened and Hans came rushing in to the mess hall trying to beat the dinner rush. "Hey Hans. You look in a hurry." Ruca paused in her step, standing next to Trichon and looking upon Seiben in front of her.

 

"Yeah, just got back from the sickbay.. and I'm starving What are you guys doing here?"

 

"Food. I mean.. we aren't doing the food.. eating it. Dinner. There was dinner." Ruca stopped, bit her lip and realized her rambling was at her again. Both of them gave her strange look.

 

"Well, you see there was food. Just like Ruca said and you know me. I don't pass up a meal."

 

Seiben nods and understands. "I see, Trichon". He looks to Trichon's new friend. "I don't think we've met before. You are?"

 

"Hans, let me introduce you to Doctor Ruca N'Etani. She transferred aboard right about the same time I did."

 

Seiben extended his hand. "Well I am pleased to make your acquaintance, frauleine N'Etani. I am Lieutenant Jr. Grade Hans Seiben at your service."

 

She took his hand, shaking it a bit, ".. yes. Nice to meet you too.."

 

Trichon looked towards the door, "Well Seiben we were on our way out."

 

"Oh, alright. Where are you two headed? If I may ask."

 

Ruca watched people pour in, snatching heaping piles of tatertot casserole. It was going fast. She wondered what the appeal was. She glanced at Seiben, and then at Trichon.. since he had been leading the way in the first place.

 

"Well we were going to umm." Trichon wondered what he was going to say, "Sickbay, I am still having those headaches and Doctor N'Etani said she might have something for it."

 

"Yes.. his headaches are getting quite acute. Food wasn't helping.. so, I thought, a hyposray might help." Ruca nodded, trying to sound convincing.

 

"Still, Trichon? Well, then. Get better soon my friend. We have an appointment on the holo-deck next week. " Seiben smiled and said.

 

"Don't worry Hans. I don't intend on backing out of our dog-fight. See you in engineering tomorrow." Trichon turned and headed towards the door.

 

"Nice talking with you.. mister Seiben." She smiled a bit, and followed Trichon.

 

"Of course, Trichon." Seiben said, then chivalrously bowed to Ruca.. "Auf vetersein, frauleine N'Etani,"Seiben then smiled, and lined up for the casserole.

 

Trichon and Ruca finally made it out of the mess hall. "Well now how about that walk?"

 

She glanced back at the closing mess hall doors, "Yes.. walk. I.. just, well.. why didn't you tell him our walking plans? Or.. did you not want him to know?" She looked up at him, her steely hazel eyes looking directly at his.

 

"Well I just wanted to spend some time with you and he might have wanted to tag along."

 

"Oh..", she paused, ".. I suppose that makes sense." Ruca crossed her arms, and began walking in a random direction, ".. well, let's see what this walk holds for us.. can't be more adventurous than that shuttle ride." She smiled, and glanced her shoulder, knowing he'd catch up easily.

 

Trichon followed Ruca and walked right beside her. "No our shuttle ride was pretty exciting."

 

"But fun.. I appreciate you trying to help me with it. You appear to be a very talented pilot." Ruca occasionally glanced out of the corner of her eye at him.

 

"Thanks. Piloting is one of the few things that I take a lot of pride in."

 

"What are the other things?" she asked, with a genuine curiosity, ".. if I may ask.."

 

"Model cars. As odd as that might sound." He smiled and looked over at Ruca.

 

"Model cars.. you mean.. mini-versions of those transportation vehicles that people used on Earth?" She had to make sure, as she wasn't from Earth originally.

 

"Exactly. I am fascinated by old cars. It was one of the few things my father did not discourage me from doing while I still lived at home. Even though in a way cars are what made me want to become an engineer."

 

"I can see why it would make you become interested in engineering.." she smiled, "..maybe you can show me those mini cars one day."

 

"Really," Trichon smiled, "I have never met anybody else that was even slightly interested in them."

 

"I'm always interested in things I don't know a lot about. And it seems important to you.."

 

As they walked a little more Trichon looked over at Ruca. "I feel like I have been talking about myself all night. What about you."

 

Ruca watched the floor slightly as she walked, ".. me? What about me?"

 

"Yeah," Trichon looked at her, "like what do you like to do in your spare time? What books do you like? That kind of thing."

 

"Spare time.. if I have any.. I'm a bit boring really," she smiled, sheepishly .. with a hint of blush in her cheeks, ".. well, I like to relax. You know, meditation.. and I like art.." She crossed her arms in front of her..".. I do watercolours.. and music, I really love music. I listen to it and I play a few instruments.."

 

"Really music. That's incredible. What do you play?" he said with lots of excitement in his voice.

 

Ruca was surprised that showed an interest, ".. well, I play the piano and guitar. I'm learning the violin. And I play a lor'elyn. It's a harp-like instrument from my home. I replicated myself one when I started at the Academy." Her smiled faded ever-so-slightly, "I.. had never been able to learn it as a child..." she brought her smile back up quickly, ".. so I taught myself later.."

 

Trichon listened intently. "I tried to play the flute once. I was no good. That is awesome that you can play all those instruments. You'll have to play for me sometime."

 

"Maybe I will.. I've never played for anyone before. No one really seemed to notice." She glanced at him, noting that he was so focused on her, ".. I cook too. I enjoy cooking. And some sports."

 

"Cooking eh. Now that is something your definately going to have to do for me sometime." Trichon smiled.

 

She laughed, ".. okay, I promise I will. But I do not know how to make tatertot casserole, or whatever that was they were serving."

 

Trichon laughed. "No that's quite allright. I am more of an italian food guy. I say there's nothing a good Lasagna wont cure."

 

"Lasagna.. I'll have to learn that one." She grinned a bit, ".. I'm sure I can learn it. Someone told me italian food is easy." As they continued walking Trichon realized they were near his quarters. "Hmmm. I didn't even notice that at all."

 

".. notice what?" She looked around at the doors on either side.

 

"My quarters are right up the hall here."

 

Ruca looked up the hall.. at the doors in the short distance, ".. oh, fancy that. I suppose we walked quite a bit."

 

"I guess we did. I didn't even realize. You know what they say. Time flies when your having fun. And great company doesn't hurt either."

 

Her cheeks burned that rosy shade again, "I agree, entirely.. well, I suppose I should be heading off.. since we walked and all."

 

Trichon wondered what he should say. He didn't want her to go. "Umm. You don't have to leave. I can always show you my model cars."

 

She glanced at him, and than at his door. Model cars. It couldn't hurt. And she was very interested in seeing them, ".. that would be nice. If you don't mind.. I know it's been a long day and I wouldn't want to impose at all.." She bit her lip, that damn rambling again.

 

"Its not a problem at all." Now it was Trichon's turn to blush. He couldn't remember the last time he was this nervous about inviting a girl into his quarters.

 

"Okay.. let's see these mini cars of yours then.. " She smiled, and waited for him to open the door and invite her in.

 

"Okay" Trichon keyed his entry code and opened the door. "After you madam."

 

Ruca smiled and walked in, sure she was going to enjoy seeing one of Trichon's pride and joys, and unsure of exactly what would happen next.