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invoking_uraniaTitle: A Silent Night in the Garden
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Rating: G
Genre: Drama/Vignette
Words: 343
Notes/Warnings: Done for the theme 'The juniper bends as if you were listening' for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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tablyn24. Thanks to kuchehexe for a look-through.
Summary: A December night that Deanna is off-duty for.
Disclaimer: Star Trek copyright Gene Roddenberry/Paramount Pictures, and this derivative work was created without permission
The thing she hadn't expected from her training as a psychologist, that Deanna had to learn, was how to step away from the job. The Enterprise, after all, was an exploratory vessel that might not touch port for a while. It was her job to keep an eye on the emotional state of the crew. On the other hand, she knew that to overextend herself would do no one any good.
It was why she rearranged her leisure and sleep shifts so she could walk alone in the arboretum during the middle of the night shift, with a mug of hot chocolate and a snack and some light reading. The green spaces on the Enterprise made no pretext about being truly outdoors -- the simulation of planets was left to the holodecks -- but the smell of plants and the beds of whatever those crew with green thumbs had decided to grow was enough.
Right now, December by the Earth calendar, she could smell cut evergreen as those members of the human crew that celebrated winter solstice festivals borrowed some branches from the bushes. It enticed her, reminding her of her father's own occasional nod to Earth customs. Often seemingly random to the Betazed calendar, he would declare it was a Earth holiday and sweep Deanna and her mother off to do something out of the ordinary. It was the sort of thing that made Deanna feel special, and proud of her human heritage: that all of her classmates might celebrate Betazed holidays with her, and her mother would go over the top in preparations; but the human holidays her father loved were for family.
She made a note to request some of the cuttings for her own quarters and office, instead of the flowers she normally kept for patients. Until then, she would sit here and be fully herself, listening to the hum of the crews emotions, sipping hot chocolate and smelling the juniper.
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Rating: G
Genre: Drama/Vignette
Words: 343
Notes/Warnings: Done for the theme 'The juniper bends as if you were listening' for
31days_exchange for tablyn24. Thanks to kuchehexe for a look-through. Summary: A December night that Deanna is off-duty for.
Disclaimer: Star Trek copyright Gene Roddenberry/Paramount Pictures, and this derivative work was created without permission
The thing she hadn't expected from her training as a psychologist, that Deanna had to learn, was how to step away from the job. The Enterprise, after all, was an exploratory vessel that might not touch port for a while. It was her job to keep an eye on the emotional state of the crew. On the other hand, she knew that to overextend herself would do no one any good.
It was why she rearranged her leisure and sleep shifts so she could walk alone in the arboretum during the middle of the night shift, with a mug of hot chocolate and a snack and some light reading. The green spaces on the Enterprise made no pretext about being truly outdoors -- the simulation of planets was left to the holodecks -- but the smell of plants and the beds of whatever those crew with green thumbs had decided to grow was enough.
Right now, December by the Earth calendar, she could smell cut evergreen as those members of the human crew that celebrated winter solstice festivals borrowed some branches from the bushes. It enticed her, reminding her of her father's own occasional nod to Earth customs. Often seemingly random to the Betazed calendar, he would declare it was a Earth holiday and sweep Deanna and her mother off to do something out of the ordinary. It was the sort of thing that made Deanna feel special, and proud of her human heritage: that all of her classmates might celebrate Betazed holidays with her, and her mother would go over the top in preparations; but the human holidays her father loved were for family.
She made a note to request some of the cuttings for her own quarters and office, instead of the flowers she normally kept for patients. Until then, she would sit here and be fully herself, listening to the hum of the crews emotions, sipping hot chocolate and smelling the juniper.