Kitty and Salem progressed to open hostilities, and when she wasn’t openly hostile, Kitty was incredibly distressed. Salem’s back at home now. It’s too bad it didn’t work out, because I really like Salem and I wanted to keep her, but even more I want Kitty to be comfortable and happy, and she wasn’t.
At least, it looks that way. I’ve got Salem here for a sort of trial-run, to see if she and Kitty can co-exist. There’s lots of hissing and staring, and my cat pauses eating every few seconds to look over her shoulder, but they haven’t killed each other, so that’s a good sign.
The headmaster of Kaas City Day School looked back and forth between the two parents currently standing in his office. He’d known, of course, about the… unusual family Eshalen and Janacek Tem had, though he’d never had an occasion to meet both of them together. Darth Ivansec was an imposing, regal Pureblood, and his wife was a petite but pretty Twi’lek woman. It was only the Darth’s high status as Emperor’s Wrath, and his impressive lineage, that allowed him to get away with flaunting the Twi’lek at all. Nonetheless, despite the oddness of the situation, they were here to talk about their son, the moody boy whose appearance reflected none of his father’s. The headmaster wondered if the Darth was even his father at all.
Headmaster Bryn was a twitchy, pale sort of human that was most likely a very competent educator in other circumstances. Right now, he seemed decidedly uncomfortable and possibly a bit nervous, as though he wanted to object to Vette’s presence, but wasn’t sure if he should do so in front of Ivan. The Sith in question continued to watch the headmaster with a composed expression, knowing the unsettling effect being stared at by a Darth could cause. Concern for his son was forefront in his mind, held in check by the self-control Ivan had cultivated. A perfectly calm Sith is far more unsettling than an enraged one, after all.
“My lord,” the headmaster managed, faltering only slightly. Instead of addressing Vette as well, he simply cleared his throat a bit and turned his full attention back to Ivan.
“Headmaster.” Ivan’s response was clipped. “May I introduce my wife? Ce’na Tem, Eshalen’s mother.” Ivan placed his hand lightly on the small of Vette’s back, a silent gesture of comfort. She didn’t like situations like these, though they were sadly unavoidable.
The headmaster quickly recomposed himself. “Mrs Tem.” His voice was soft and more or less directed in Vette’s direction. He cleared his throat again before speaking more loudly. “Please, have a seat.”
As they sat, Ivan reached for Vette’s hand and squeezed gently before holding it discreetly. He did not want Vette to feel as though Ivan were being affectionate purely to disturb the headmaster; she didn’t like that, either. He couldn’t help but feel a bit smug, however, as he corrected the headmaster on his use of title, or rather, lack thereof. “You will address my wife as Lady Tem, as is her due.” Before the headmaster had a chance to react, Ivan continued. “Now, I believe you called us here to discuss our son?”
Star Trek. STAR TREK. STAR TREK!!
We’ve been waiting four years and it’s finally heeeeeere. My participation in the Trek fandom has kind of waned lately, but I’m excited to get back into it! When the first reboot came out, there were tons of new fans and it was so awesome! Generally speaking, I love new fans, because who cares if they haven’t seen all the shows or whatever? They like it now! And now we all get to share a thing we love with new people and watch as they experience it for the first time!
Advance warning: This blog may involve lots of Star Trek in the near future. Exposure to squeeing, shipping, and essays about why Captain Kirk is the best captain is highly likely.
people who talk about me in text posts (◡‿◡✿)
people who tag me in things (◠‿◠✿)
people who send me incoherent asks to share feels (◠ω◠✿)
people who acknowledge my existence ✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:* \(◕ω◕✿)/ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You all might have noticed I haven’t been around much lately. (Understatement.) Anyway, I’ve been spending the past few weeks focusing on me-time.
I probably won’t be around much the next couple of weeks either, partly because I’m still pretty angry at the world in general, but it’s mostly because I am having surgery on Friday.
I’m excited. I’ve been waiting to have this surgery for eight years. Eight very long years, but by this weekend, it’ll finally have happened. It still feels a little unreal.
Anyway, I thought perhaps I should make some sort of update to at least mention this incredibly life-changing event.
