Personal Log - Lt(jg) Roswell - "Family Dinner"

Posted on Sun Aug 3rd, 2014 @ 5:51am by Lieutenant JG Saia Roswell

596 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: In the Dark
Location: Nara's Quarters
Timeline: Current

Saia had sent off the report and even a copy to the Intel officer that had come to see her. Later that night at a family dinner, she decided to ask Saul about her. Nara had decided to call these dinners mandatory lately. They used to be casual and just happened because they ran into each other just before dinner or in the messhall. However with Saia becoming more and more antisocial outside of her duties, Nara put her foot down.

Nara had become the matriarch of sorts of their little odd family. Nara had raised Saia since she was pre-teen, but when she was resting in the tent on the planet, it came to mind that her little family unit had no blood nor legal ties.

Other than Nara and Saia, of course, but those legal ties were null and void on Saia's eighteenth birthday. Saul and Nara were Imzadis but for some reason, couldn't commit to each other in any binding way. They always just found their way into each other's lives, either by attempt or fate. And Kevin... as much as he sometimes wished he didn't want to be involved with Saia, he was too honor bound to some inner, unwritten promise he had made. Or perhaps he didn't want to miss out on a Saia that wasn't broken.

She wasn't as bad when he met her. He saw something in her before she became completely too traumatized to be anything other than a ball of fear and exhaustion. There was a spark. A passion for art and science. She fascinated him. He was crazy about her and wanted to learn about her. Unfortunately now, and for a long while now, she wasn't her. He sometimes feared she'd never find a way back to herself.

Maybe these dinners Nara forced would be good.

No one she worked with seemed to notice. It was a subtle change for any of the officers that had been around long enough. Of course, if any officers that had returned from a year or so ago had come back, then perhaps some suspicion would arise.

Even so, she still behaved somewhat normal in her duties. Any tiredness was taken care of by more coffee. Actually, she felt herself slowly getting over it. It seemed to be scarring over. So long as nothing poked at the still tender wound of her broken psyche, she might eventually become this new Saia.

Not the Saia she was meant to be.

Just a Saia that survived alone and planned to continue surviving due to instinct.

At the moment, she looked at Saul, "So, what do you know about the new officer in your department?"

Saul was asking Saia if she had tried to make an appointment with the ship's counselor since she came back. She didn't tell them anything of what happened down there. She was completely shutting them out now. If she had heard his question, she completely ignored it.

Saul sighed and shook his head, "I'll answer if you answer."

Saia rolled her eyes, "No."

Nara glared at her, "Well, when?"

Saia shook her head, smirking, like she won the game, "Nope. You aren't playing the game." She looked at Saul, "I answered."

Saul smirked back as if he thought it was adorable that she thought she won, "We're intelligence officers, Saia. What I know about her, I sure am not sharing." With that, he put a bite in his mouth.

Saia just sighed and ate.

And the awkward family dinner commenced.

Nara smiled... Oddly enough, this felt about right.

 

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