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ten_fwd2015-01-28 06:55 pm
paroxysmen) wrote in ten_fwd2015-01-28 06:55 pm
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AND LAL RETURNS after a million years.
The young lady behind the bar at Ten Forward might be a familiar sight to a select few. She wasn't asked to resume her duties at the bar, nor did she ask before deciding to take them up again. But, it's been a rough few weeks for her, and she needs to talk to someone besides her father.
Back home, he would be the one to confide in, the one to receive guidance from (on the rare occasions she was willing to accept it), but here he's a completely different man. Not unfamiliar, as she had obviously known him before all the major changes in his life, but now she can feel the sting that comes with knowing he isn't capable of returning any of her feelings. At least, not on any truly recognizable level. And now, she's far more advanced than he is, which leaves her with a very strange feeling she can't exactly place. And a sense that she'll never find her true place aboard The Enterprise.
So, after a long bout of solitude, and a few visits to her perfectly reconstructed Orion home on the holodeck, she's taken up her post again. She has craved interaction, but has been unsure of how to broach the subject of how different she suddenly is from the android that the crew likely remembers. She'll just have to take it as it comes, she does have an amazingly fast thought process, after all. And who knows, maybe a new perspective will help.
And if not, at least the counter top will be extremely clean.
[ Locked to Picard ]
Compiling all of her father's past experiences, Lal has a pretty good idea of Captain Picard's daily routine. It isn't difficult at all for her to pinpoint the perfect moment to come calling. Just as he's settling into his tea in his quarters, and not so late as to interrupt his reading.
Just after the chime signaling her presence, she adds from her side of the door “Captain Picard, it is Lal. May I speak with you?”
Back home, he would be the one to confide in, the one to receive guidance from (on the rare occasions she was willing to accept it), but here he's a completely different man. Not unfamiliar, as she had obviously known him before all the major changes in his life, but now she can feel the sting that comes with knowing he isn't capable of returning any of her feelings. At least, not on any truly recognizable level. And now, she's far more advanced than he is, which leaves her with a very strange feeling she can't exactly place. And a sense that she'll never find her true place aboard The Enterprise.
So, after a long bout of solitude, and a few visits to her perfectly reconstructed Orion home on the holodeck, she's taken up her post again. She has craved interaction, but has been unsure of how to broach the subject of how different she suddenly is from the android that the crew likely remembers. She'll just have to take it as it comes, she does have an amazingly fast thought process, after all. And who knows, maybe a new perspective will help.
And if not, at least the counter top will be extremely clean.
[ Locked to Picard ]
Compiling all of her father's past experiences, Lal has a pretty good idea of Captain Picard's daily routine. It isn't difficult at all for her to pinpoint the perfect moment to come calling. Just as he's settling into his tea in his quarters, and not so late as to interrupt his reading.
Just after the chime signaling her presence, she adds from her side of the door “Captain Picard, it is Lal. May I speak with you?”