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There are maybe things I could say about this past week – but I’ve said many of them already. So I guess I’ll just get down to business….
It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. I’m slowly figuring out how to pull them all together into a coherent whole that explores just how and why T’Pol was the one Vulcan chosen to accompany Enterprise NX-01 on her maiden voyage.
I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my intiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!
T’Pol is having difficulty adjusting to duty on a human ship – or to the Chief Engineer, who just informed her he’s forgotten her name.
Here’s the standard disclaimer. I don’t own them; I don’t make money from them; I just love them, and I tell the stories they give me as well as I can.
- Today is September 13, 2017.
- I have 23 sentences for you today – I added digit of the day (13), to the digits of the year (2+0+1+7=1o).
“My Name is T’Pol”
“My name is T’Pol.”
“Cap’n’s orders are that Sub-Commander T’Pol here is to be extended every courtesy. Now, I know none of us are too busy to drop anything we happen to be doing any time she’s got a question, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
He stepped up to the console beside T’Pol. His nearness, and the rancid edge of his scent, were a most disquieting combination. “May I please be excused, ma’am? I’d like to get that viewing table up and running before we launch, and it might help if I stop by the Engine Room and wave at folks – but, of course, if you need someone to hold your chair for you-”
“I require nothing of you, Commander.” Except, perhaps, that he take his agitating presence elsewhere.
“Common courtesy is to thank someone when they offer you their help, T’Pol. And to accept handshakes. And to call people by the names they want to be called.”
“Human courtesy, Commander Tucker. My people’s customs differ -” she considered how to broach the topic of what he had offered, and what it meant among Vulcans, but that was a discussion which required a level of privacy the current circumstances wouldn’t accommodate.
“Was there supposed to be an end to that sentence – cause I’ve got a lot of work to do, but I wouldn’t want it reported to the High Command that I interrupted their chaperone before she was done preaching at me.”
“Vulcan customs differ significantly, Commander. On my world, your action would be considered – most discourteous.”
“Well, in case you haven’t noticed, this isn’t your world. So, if you’re going to hitch a ride with us, maybe you’d better stow your customs, unless you’re going to tell us about them ahead of time. And I’d be damned willing to bet all of your customs are classified. So maybe you’d better go ahead and look up the database on etiquette, because none of us are observers. We’ve all got too damned much to do to nursemaid you for the next eight days, Sub-Commander T’Pol.”
The cadence of his voice shifted as he spoke, becoming nearly 10% faster, in addition to gaining a staccato pattern that affected his respiratory rate.
Will T’Pol take the time to learn human customs?
Will she ever tell Trip exactly what handshakes imply in her culture?
Will these two ever learn to get along with each other?
If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page, or go directly to my brand-new story-in-progress, “Highly Classified Mission.” – new chapters posting about once a week.
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