SIM:Ens Eric Da'Pan: The Terrible Tutelage of Mrs. Courtney: Difference between revisions

|[[Eric Da'Pan|Ens. Eric Da'Pan]], [[Tyriden th'Dani]]

|Eric and Tyriden continue to discuss their time at the academy.  Finally the conversation transitions into their enjoyment of music.

<code>::</code>Mrs Courtney had been one of the most anal instructors Eric had had during his academy days.  He respected her and he was always sure to address her as Mrs Courtney rather than as sir or madam.  Whenever someone had tried to address her using the formalities of Starfleet address she would promptly interrupt, "I am a married woman of great influence.  You will address me as Mrs. Courtney."  Fair enough.

<code>::</code>Tyriden looked like he was still lost in thought.  A dreamer.  Eric had met a few of those in his time too.  Dreamers came in all kinds of colours, shapes, and sizes.  Some were running from themselves.  Others were running into themselves.  Some even liked to stop and smell the oneironautic flowers growing in their own heads for no reason.  It had taken Eric a long time to learn the art of daydreaming without anyone noticing.  That kid in the academy, the Breeman fellow, had a tough time of it.  He'd sometimes be sitting there studying his replicator theory and on his third cup of coffee laughing all the while about some silly thing or other that had wafted his way from who knew where inside his head.  That made people a bit leery of him.  Of course he didn't notice.  He was a dreamer.  But Eric noticed.::

<B>Da'Pan:</b>  Tyriden?

<B>Da'Pan:</b>  Hey man, Independence to Tyriden.

<B>Tyriden:</b> Tell me, Mr Da'Pan. Do you like music?

<B>Da'Pan:</b>  Well let's see.  I like ---

<code>::</code>They were turning to Eric and it seemed only fair.::

oO Let's see if he gets the reference Oo

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