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foreverdarling2018-05-14 08:04 pm
salutatories) wrote in foreverdarling2018-05-14 08:04 pm
when in rome...
[Vendana L'nar. As far as Julian understood it, it was a day that Bajorans traditionally used as a "preparation for death." Which hardly sounded like celebration, except the way they did it was with a more "act like this is your last day to live" approach. A day to share all feelings and do all the things one most wants (at least, whatever is possible) before they die, because one never knows when the Prophets will deem it their time. And, of course, there are plenty of symbolic things that go with it. Gifts, mostly. Not big elaborate or expensive things, but small things, where the meaning behind the gift is far more important than the function. Ribbons, bells, simple chain bracelets, small charms added to earrings for the day... It seemed almost everyone had a little added something given to them by someone else that told a silent story of their connection to others, how they fit in their life, their importance.
Julian may have asked Kira a lot of questions. And considering what it was about, Kira had been more than happy to answer and share. Now he has plans. He's lucky to get most of the day off (barring any emergencies where he might be called away, but that is the life of a doctor). His shift in the Infirmary is a short one, and he heads to the security office across the (much-decorated and slightly bustling) Promenade only to find Odo already stepping out. Not surprising, with this many people he probably wants to keep an eye on things himself. What was a small smile on Julian's lips breaks instantly into a grin upon seeing him, and he does well by not actually bouncing over to him, but there is some excitement in his step.]
Vendana L'nar shala, Odo.
[Hopefully, the Constable is already familiar with the traditional greeting. Even if the holiday was only celebrated once every six years, Julian knows Odo is more familiar with Bajoran customs in general than he is, having lived with them longer.
He's still in his Starfleet uniform at the moment, but he's hoping to take Odo along with them to his quarters so he can change into the outfit he'd actually prepared for this. And in so doing, maybe convince Odo to shift his attire into something more casual as well. Although, all told, Julian never really does actually tire of the beige look on him. It's just... very Odo.]
Julian may have asked Kira a lot of questions. And considering what it was about, Kira had been more than happy to answer and share. Now he has plans. He's lucky to get most of the day off (barring any emergencies where he might be called away, but that is the life of a doctor). His shift in the Infirmary is a short one, and he heads to the security office across the (much-decorated and slightly bustling) Promenade only to find Odo already stepping out. Not surprising, with this many people he probably wants to keep an eye on things himself. What was a small smile on Julian's lips breaks instantly into a grin upon seeing him, and he does well by not actually bouncing over to him, but there is some excitement in his step.]
Vendana L'nar shala, Odo.
[Hopefully, the Constable is already familiar with the traditional greeting. Even if the holiday was only celebrated once every six years, Julian knows Odo is more familiar with Bajoran customs in general than he is, having lived with them longer.
He's still in his Starfleet uniform at the moment, but he's hoping to take Odo along with them to his quarters so he can change into the outfit he'd actually prepared for this. And in so doing, maybe convince Odo to shift his attire into something more casual as well. Although, all told, Julian never really does actually tire of the beige look on him. It's just... very Odo.]