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"From Fear to Funnies"
[previous post was "Fast Feet and Fingers"]
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Setting: MASQUERADE DREAMS, Promenade Deck
Stardate: 30152.1400

Sonja had squeezed Ya'Han's hand to reassure her, to let the black haired woman know that she had not been alone and that there had been nothing to worry about.  Uxtar might have been an accomplished hunter with skills to be envious of, but the position of Chief of Security on board the ANUBIS had been hers and hers alone.  It had been easy to see that the gesture had been very much appreciated by the troubled Sec/Tac officer.

When Ya'Han squeezed back the hand of her red haired friend not very long after, it had been for an entirely different type of fear.  Through the subdermal communication system, everyone had heard the muffled grunts and rapid breathing of what everyone could only guess had been Ensign Stark as he rushed to dispose of the bomb before it went off.

A sigh of relief was shared by those who heard Commander Shar'El acknowledge the man's rapid actions instead of hearing any sort of explosion.

"Where is the kaboom?" Sonja softly said in a voice that had not been her own.  "There was supposed to be an earth shattering kaboom!"  The use of this strange voice had made it impossible for Ya'Han to take what had been said seriously, and the smile on the redhead proved that this had been the intent.  The goal had been to lighten the mood, and Sonja had accomplished just that with uncanny easy and style.

Sonja's smile quickly vanished though as she saw nothing but confusion in the eyes of their Sec/Tac officer. It quickly became evident that the woman had never heard of the 20th century cartoon character who had been the inspiration of the voice used by the red haired engineer.

"Marvin The Martian. loony toons?" Sonja explained with visible disappointment.  "You never heard of him? Really?"

Ya'Han silently shook her head, the explanation having only further confused the black haired woman who knew very little about on martians in general, let alone a specific one named Marvin.

Sonja rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, "Well, when this is all over you have to stop in and meet the gang," the red haired woman said with a wink. Ya'han was not sure what this entailed and possibly didn't want to know, especially given the engineers recent actions.  Still the black haired woman's curiosity had been piqued about who or what this 'gang' had been.

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Setting: MASQUERADE DREAMS, Another part of the Promenade Deck
Stardate: 30152.1405

It had to be her. The family resemblance had been uncanny, but why was she here?  After nearly ten years since she had last seen her, why had she chosen to be on this ship at this time?

The timing could not have been worse and her presence risked complicating things.  Part of her wanted to rush in and hug her little sister whom she had not seen for so long.  Part of her wanted to grab her by the throat and make her cry for what she had done, not only to their father but to their mother and the rest of the family.  Lastly, another part of her just wanted Ya'Han to be anywhere else but here.

A single tear formed in the corner of her eye as she watched the way the two women interacted with one another. They appeared to be more than close friends, something that she admired, envied and despised all at the same time. 

As a daughter of the High Sovereign none of them had been allowed to have any such friends as it would distract them from their duties and responsibilities to their father and people.  Somehow Ya'Han had found such a friend in her self imposed exile, a fact that the elder sister had to deal with as best she could for the time being.

She dried her tear with a single finger and vanished once again in the crowd, invisible to those looking for her.

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Hanali Han

Ensign Ya'Han
Chief of Security / Chief Tactical Officer