An interesting choice
S1, E1: Uprising
Location: An interesting choice
Timeline: MD005 2000 hrs
"So what movie are we going to watch tonight?" Adria asked, as the door swished open. She had a bucket of replicated popcorn in her hand. Adria had never been over to his place, so this was a nice change of pace for her. She really liked the flirting last night. When he was checking her out.
Brendan smiled as he stepped aside. “I haven’t actually decided on one. I have a library full, I thought I would check and see what kind of movie you were leaning toward.”
"No no, its your turn to choose the movie." Adria told him, feeling a little bit of her mother coming out. Which bugged her a little. She let that feeling go, she did not want to fixate on her mom tonight.
“Okay then,” Brendan smiled. “There is this movie I have wanted to watch called Ten things I hate about you.” He continued quickly. “It is a romance and I have heard it is really good.”
"Ten things I hate about you?" Adria asked, with a confused look on her face. She then smiled nervously, as she said. "Sure why not. Interesting title." Adria said to him, taking a chance on a movie with a strange negative title to it.
“It sounds awful doesn’t it Brendan confesses. “I’ve heard it is really good, if we decide after a bit we don’t like it we can switch to another one I have a long list. I have never seen Top Gun either and I want to.”
"Top Gun, I heard about that. The actor takes himself over the top, I heard a rumor that Tom Cruise only acts like himself, and not the characters he protrays in his movies. With that said, he is still pretty entertaining." Adria pointed to him.
“Would you rather watch that one,” Brendan suggested. “I am happy with either movie. Some nights action is better than romance or vice versa.”
"No I have see that movie, to many times. Let's watch the movie you selected." Adria said, with a big grin on her face.
“Sounds good!” Brendan smiled. “Have a seat and I’ll get us something to drink. What would you like?”
"Surprise me." Adria said, with a big grin on her face. She took his offer, and sat down. She thought to herself, someone is laying on the charm. She loved the attention. She could sense, the love in his mind, and the passion in his heart. They barely knew each other, but she felt she had known him, all her life.
Brendan got them both a glass of sweet tea and sat down next to her. He handed her a glass and took a drink from his. “I’ll get the movie going.”
Adria took a sip of the sweet tea, she pilotly took a sip and put it down. It was not her favorite, but she did ask him, to surprise her. She was surprised that he liked sweet tea. Not typical for a male. "Sounds like a plan." Adria pointed out, as she got comfy on the sofa.
“Would you rather have a soft drink?” Brendan asked her as he watched her set the tea down. “I am trying to cut back on soda but I wouldn’t mind a dr. Pepper about now.”
"This will be fine." Adria said, not wanting him to get up. She just wanted to be near him, for the moment. She found him to be very pleasing. Deep down, she really started to like him. He might be her imazadi. Only time will tell for sure.
Brendan put his arm over the couch behind her and started the movie. "Are you one of those people who has to have total quiet while watching a movie?"
"Well that depends, if its the first time watching the movie, then yes. If I have seen it before, then no!" Adria said, with a big grin on her face. Sadly though, she had not seen this movie.
“I sometimes have a tendency to talk about the movie while watching it,” Brendan confesses. “But I don’t want to be annoying or detract from the movie.”
"Oh your one of those types." Adria said, shaking her head, like it was a bad thing. Because in her mind it was.
“I won’t during this one,” Brendan said with a smile. “I promise. It’s normally a movie I have seen many times.”
"So you have seen this movie?" Adria asked, with a confused tone look on her face. She seriously debated about scanning his mind for clarity. But her people did not do that, without invitation.
“No,” Brendan shook his head. “It was recommended by your first officer. Apparently he loves it.” Harley had told him he was certain Adria would love it.
"Well lets see this movie then, if its bad, will make him pay tomorrow." Adria suggested with a playful grin on her face. She hoped Brendan knew, she was only kidding.
Brendan laughed. “I don’t think it would take much for you to put the fear in Harley. He is working hard to show he deserved his promotion.”
"I hope it would take some effort, a first officer needs to be able to stand his ground. Tell his opinion, even when they differ from his Captain's. But still needs to have the respect of the chain of command. Because honestly, someday when he is the Captain and he will want the same respect." Adria said, knowing what she said, was very true and to the point.
“Oh I don’t think you will have a problem with him disagreeing,” Brendan smiled. “I’ve seen him in the lunchroom and He doesn’t have a problem saying how he feels.”
"Then I am confused, by your statement. You said, it would take some effort, for him to stand his ground as a first officer." Adria said, hoping that Brendan, would justify, what he meant by that.
"Harley is a good leader and first officer," Brendan replied. "But he has to get past his hero worship for you " He smiled then. "You chose him for your first officer when their were others that could easily have stepped in. He tells the crew what he thinks but he is a little nervous about telling you that you are wrong. You see what I mean?"
"I see," Adria said, still a little blinded by what he had said. To her, she was still trying to grasp it all. She liked the fact he went on to say he was a good leader. Even though his earlier statement, was a bit confusing. She was doing her best, to work through her confusion.
"I am not the best person to ask maybe," Brendan said with a slight smile. "I am your chef. I see Harley when he comes to eat. In the past the first officers I have seen sit off to themselves and stay away from the crew, Harley looks around and each time he eats he sits with someone different." He grinned then. "Unless of course his girl is there, then he will sit with her."
"Now now Brendan, did you purposly give me that little victory?" Adria asked, with a big grin on her face. She then went on to say. "Don't let the title, I am your Chef, ever make you feel like your not part of the crew, or you dont have a say. As Chef, the crew will come to you for advice. It's no secret most crew turn to their Chef's for moral support, and emotional support. You will be no different. Sorry I tested your resolve. But don't feel like you can not express yourself." Adria pointed out to him, with a smile on her face.
"I will always be honest with you," Brendan replied. "I meant that I look at things differently. To a certain extent you have to see things through the eyes of a captain. I have the luxury of being one who has no interest in their careers or futures."
"In a lot of ways, I envy you. But I also love being the Captain." Adria pointed out to him. It was still new to her, but she loved the Pioneer. And she loved her role on the ship.
"You are a natural," Brendan replied with an easy smile. "And you have cemented trust and respect in this crew. They will follow your lead."
"I appreciate that trust, and will endeavour to always set the right example." Adria said, but she left out, no matter the cost, she would set the right example. Even if it meant giving her life, for her crew or her ship.
“Tell me about your family,” Brendan asked her with a smile. “I’d like to know more about you away from command.”
"The Solwick's have a long and proud tradition in Starfleet. For countless generation's Solwick's have served." Adria said to him, she was stalling. She was not sure, what to say first. She was not lying, there was a lot to say about her family. She had no idea, what he wanted to learn first.
“Do you have brothers or sisters?” Brendan asked her. “What was life like growing up?”
"Sadly I can not really talk about my childhood, its classified by Starfleet Command." Adria said, feeling a little bad. She spent her years on the USS Herodotus. A time ship. She was under orders, and signed a NDA agreeing never to discuss her time, with anyone who was not authorized.
“I understand,” Brendan nodded. There would always be things not to be talked about. “What are your parents like?”
"Mom is very conservative, at times I think she does not have a sense of humor. In that way, she reminds me of my Grandmother. She would never tell you this, but they are more alike then either of them like to admit." Adria started to say, she was suprised how smoothly she found it to talk about her mother and grandmother to a potential life partner. Normally, she was a little more reserved than this.
“They bump heads from time to time,” Brendan surmised. “And your father?”
"He is a decent man." Adria said, not sure, what she should say about her father. He is a decent man, but he can be a bit of a pushover for Mom. She is clearly a strong alpha woman.
It sounded like maybe she wasn’t as close to her father but Brendan wasn’t going to say anything. It happened in families sometimes. “I am close to both my parents. I have a brother and sister whom I keep in touch with.”
"Glad to hear it, I am close to my family as well, and if we bond, we will need their support. Honestly, surprised our parents have not pushed either of us to get married. Here I am over 40, and not married or have kids. My mother had kids and was married by my age." Adria pointed out to Brendan.
“Mine used to harass me endlessly,” Brendan said with a grin. “They still bring it up but I think they believe I am a lost cause because I don’t have their grandchildren yet.”
"Why did you fight them?" Adria asked. It was not typical for beta type of men to stand against the family wishes. This brought a little concern to Adria.
“Because all the women they wanted me to marry weren’t the ‘one’,” Brendan said quietly. “I don’t want to marry their choice I want to marry someone who moves me.” His eyes met hers.
"But its our cultural." Adria told him, feeling a little defensive. He was not like most Betazed men. She planned on marrying a traditional betazed male, a man like her father.
“And I feel strongly about it as well,” Brendan replied. “But those women weren’t compatible.” He looked at her. “I love my parents and have high regard for them. Had they been dead set on one of them then I would have followed tradition.”
"How did you know, they were not compitable. And are we compatible?" Adria asked, she did not want to invest in this relationship, if they were not compatible in his eyes.
“One of them wanted me to give up cooking and get a real job the first time we met,” Brendan explained. “She made me feel inferior to her.” He paused and smiled at her. “I believe we are compatible. For one we respect each other and our feelings on things and I was attracted to you the first time I saw you. I wanted to reach out to you in my mind.”
"Betazed women are very alpha like in personality. Are you intimidated by a strong alpha woman?" Adria asked, trying to get a better understanding of him.
“Not at all,” Brendan said honestly. “I prefer it since you asked. I am independent to a certain extent but I am not the in charge type of person.
Which is why your a captain and I am a chef. You are driven to succeed and I am happy with my cooking and looking forward to our possible union.”
"I see, I had always imagined a more traditional betazed man." Adria pointed out to him. She was trying to be honest with him. He had a right to know, what she was looking for too.
In what ways do you not see me as traditional?” Brendan asked her. He hoped this wasn’t going to be insurmountable. He really liked her.
"Most men are not independant in our society." Adria pointed out to him. She liked it, which surprised her, but she had always assumed, a traditional betazed male, would be the type she married.
“It depends on how you define independent,” Brendan replied, seeing where she was headed. “I meant more in that I didn’t want you to think I would be a clingy husband who couldn’t make a decision without you.” He smiled at her. “We would be one in mind and I would be dependent on your alpha personality in most ways. Does that make sense?”
"It's not defined on how to intrepret it, you stated it. So it would be on you." Adria pointed out to him. "So no, it does not. What I do not understand is, why do you want to be independant?" She asked.
“I don’t,” Brendan replied. “I believe I am wording this poorly. “I want to be one with you in mind and body with you being the alpha in our relationship.”
"Whoa, slow down turbo. Your starting to sound like an alpha. So maybe your not independant after all." Adria said, sounding really surprised. As made apparent by the shock look on her face.
Brendan frowned. “I do not have an alpha bone in my body.” He shook his head. “Honestly I don’t.”
"Your making assumptions about our future, while I find it flattering, does not the change the persona type." Adria pointed out to him, with a grin on her face.
“I only mentioned the future because you brought it up,” Brendan said with a shake of his head. “My apologies I didn’t mean to assume.”
"You have a point, I did bring it up." Adria said, with a big grin on her face. "I love the fact you know how to handle, any situation I throw on you." Adria said, with a big grin on her face. He might be a keeper after all.
Brendan smiled back at her. “You keep me on my toes that is for certain.”
"And you bring a warm smile to my face, and you are easy to talk too." Adria pointed out to him.
“I am happy to hear that,” Brendan said quietly. “I want to make you relax and smile when we are together.”
"What more can I ask for?" Adria asked rhetorically, as the scene starts to fade away.