Distant Memories

[Javin_Prell 0]

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Javin stepped into my quarters, and crosses to a closet to change his uniform before returning to Main Engineering to coordinate the repairs after the joint training mission Security and the Marines had had. He was grumbling and fishing around for some new boots, when his hand brushed against a silky string. He pulled out a violin's bow.

 

He thought back to when he was 5, meeting Miss Rischall, a Human from Earth. Javin had seen many Humans on Trill before, but the Miss was special. He would spend hours in his family's garden, watching Miss Rischall through a hole in the fence, playing her violin.

 

She knew he had been watching, and had offered to teach it to him. His parents encouraged it, and Javin had gotten pretty good. He could still remember the first time he had played the violin, with the bowhairs made of gomuti.

 

He shook his head. "Enough of the past. Nothing good came from it." He changed his uniform and left his quarters, determined to clean up the training mess, and determined to make sure no one wrecked the ship again.

 

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