Saavik

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The only place Jim didn’t hate being Admiral Kirk was at the Academy. With Spock commanding the Enterprise, and him stuck at a desk job, it took being surrounded by the semi-organized chaos of a sea of cadets to make him feel alive. He regretted letting Enterprise go, but he had to give Spock his time in the chair—even if their girl was being used for cadet training and not exploring strange new worlds.

Christ he missed exploring strange new worlds.

Unlike just about everyone else in the building, cadets, instructors, and officers included, Jim had a real book tucked under his arm as he made his way along, and the book went sailing when a tall, slender girl crashed into him. He caught a flash of pointed ears, long brown hair, and then there was a look of shock on her face for a moment.

Still able to get an emotion out of a Vulcan. Way to go, Jim!

“It happens,” he said, glancing at her rank insignia. Lieutenant JG. That meant she was smart, which was no surprise being a Vulcan, and being a Vulcan, he suspected she might be Spock’s new project—Saavik. “No apology necessary. Did you see where my book went?”

saavikkam

She let out a small relieved breath and then looked around for the book.  At least he wasn’t angry with her, not that she really expected him to be but sometimes humans took offense when there really wasn’t any.  “I see it, sir.”  Moving past him, she bent down and picked the book up from the shadowed corner it had landed in.  “A book?  I did not know that anyone read books yet.”  Glancing at the title, she handed it over.  “I do not believe I am familiar with this story, The Count of Monte Cristo.”

“I am sorry sir, I should have been more aware of my surroundings.  I will be more vigilant in the future.”  It had been an accident and she knew that she shouldn’t have to apologize, especially after he had told her it wasn’t necessary but Admiral Kirk was not a normal human.  She had nearly grown up hearing about his exploits and those of the Enterprise and besides Spock, he was the other reason she was here.

Her mental clock was ticking down for her class and she was going to be late if she didn’t leave in a few moments but she couldn’t leave until he allowed her.  “Are you instructing a class this semester, sir?  I would be interested in attending it.”  Even if it weren’t something pertaining to her field, she would love to go to one of his classes, just see what the man was really like.

The kids that they had rescued weren’t in bad shape all things considering what they have been through. All of that carnage that the rescue team had come across had made Geoff’s stomach turn, something rare for him as he worked in the medical bay. He had been an integral part of the mission because of his expertise with Vulcanoid biology and even now he was in charge of the medical assessment of the rescued children. He had tended to a few of the other children already and from what he saw, they at least weren’t raised Vulcan. Not completely. Whether or not they were biologically Vulcan or Romulan would have to wait until genetic results came in. The two races were not so dissimilar on the surface. He had to tread very carefully. 

Spock had been invaluable in helping with them. They trusted him more than anyone else since he was (as far as they were concerned) one of them. By now, some of the children had started to attach themselves with the other medical personnel, M’Benga included. He had to admit though that he was a little nervous about this next one. Saavik was still very much attached to Spock (who was just as attached to her) and seemed to have a difficult time trusting anyone else. Geoff had to take her measurements and a blood sample without Spock there to calm her. What could go wrong?

The Enterprise wasn’t designed to house children. They didn’t have the facilities for it and Starfleet offered little by way of training. Unless they had experience elsewhere, the crewmembers aren’t going to know how to properly handle their young refugees. Add onto that the fact that these children were going to be stronger than their size would let on (as they were Vulcan/Romulan hybrids and stronger than several of the Federation’s species) and almost guaranteed emotional trauma and you can’t expect everything to go so smoothly.

M’Benga wasn’t going to forget though that underneath it all, she is still a child. “I think I can give you a little bit of ice cream. But don’t tell Dr. McCoy. It will be our secret, alright?”

“Can I get the stuff with the red fruit?  I like the taste.”  She tried to remember what the nurse had called it.  “The...strawberry stuff.”  Some of the other kids had told her about a brown one, chocolate or something like that but she liked the red fruit one better.  Maybe she could get one of those food things that the adults used to order their food and she could bring some back to the room the kids were staying in for later.  “Or what kind do you like?”  The grumpy doctor had said something about a lot of different flavors but there couldn’t be that many.

As Sarek approached the house in his hovercar, he could see Saavik in the garden practicing what he had showed her earlier. Instead of going inside as he normally would, the ambassador instead went into the garden to observe. Her form was vastly improving since she began a week ago as had her concentration. Saavik’s patience however still needed work. After 7.74 minutes, he spoke. 

“You have been improving, however you are moving too quickly and are missing crucial steps. They may seem insignificant or superfluous, but are just as vital as the rest.”

She gave her head a small shake to clear it and then straightened up.  “Can you show me what I’m doing wrong then?  I know I can do it but it’s not working right.”  Maybe it was the lesser steps that were causing the trouble and she frowned to herself.  If that was true, she had been making it harder for herself than it needed to be.  “It’s hard to move slower, I just want to...” she struggled to explain.  “Move faster, show that I can do them faster.”  She let out a breath.  “I’ll try and slow down though.”  She had to remember this was more like hunting than fighting, slow and calculated instead of fast and furious.

The kids that they had rescued weren’t in bad shape all things considering what they have been through. All of that carnage that the rescue team had come across had made Geoff’s stomach turn, something rare for him as he worked in the medical bay. He had been an integral part of the mission because of his expertise with Vulcanoid biology and even now he was in charge of the medical assessment of the rescued children. He had tended to a few of the other children already and from what he saw, they at least weren’t raised Vulcan. Not completely. Whether or not they were biologically Vulcan or Romulan would have to wait until genetic results came in. The two races were not so dissimilar on the surface. He had to tread very carefully. 

Spock had been invaluable in helping with them. They trusted him more than anyone else since he was (as far as they were concerned) one of them. By now, some of the children had started to attach themselves with the other medical personnel, M’Benga included. He had to admit though that he was a little nervous about this next one. Saavik was still very much attached to Spock (who was just as attached to her) and seemed to have a difficult time trusting anyone else. Geoff had to take her measurements and a blood sample without Spock there to calm her. What could go wrong?

The doctor looked again to see if anyone was sneaking a peek at his charge and glared down the one who was unfortunate enough to get caught doing so. “Nobody likes being stared at, Saavik. Unfortunately people are also naturally curious so they find it hard to resist. It doesn’t make it any more excusable.”

It was hard to believe that she was safe, no matter what everyone was telling her and what she could see herself.  She kept waiting for something else to happen, something bad to take all this away from her.  The last thing she wanted to do was go back home, to that hell she’d barely escaped from.  “How’d they like it if I stared back at them?”  She said quietly, glaring at some of the people around them.

It didn’t stop her from eating the sandwich though or drinking the water.  She finished it in three more bites and then drained the glass of water.  “Can I have some ice cream now?”  She’d settle for another sandwich if he wouldn’t let her.

“I shall. I will note, however that your school work still takes priority. Do not allow this added activity reduce the amount of time you spent on your work. The balance between work and recreation and rest can be difficult for some to maintain, but it is necessary to optimize success. Furthermore if you will begin to awake earlier than you have been in order for me to teach you Suus mahna, then you will need to adjust your bedtime accordingly. Am I understood?”

saavikkam

*************** School was long and she was grateful to be done.  Once she was out of sight of most of the other students, she ran back to Sarek’s house and set her PADD on the counter before getting a drink.  Then she went outside to practice until Sarek came home or her self-imposed time limit was up.  If she could just get this down right, Sarek would teach her a new step the next morning.

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The kids that they had rescued weren’t in bad shape all things considering what they have been through. All of that carnage that the rescue team had come across had made Geoff’s stomach turn, something rare for him as he worked in the medical bay. He had been an integral part of the mission because of his expertise with Vulcanoid biology and even now he was in charge of the medical assessment of the rescued children. He had tended to a few of the other children already and from what he saw, they at least weren’t raised Vulcan. Not completely. Whether or not they were biologically Vulcan or Romulan would have to wait until genetic results came in. The two races were not so dissimilar on the surface. He had to tread very carefully. 

Spock had been invaluable in helping with them. They trusted him more than anyone else since he was (as far as they were concerned) one of them. By now, some of the children had started to attach themselves with the other medical personnel, M’Benga included. He had to admit though that he was a little nervous about this next one. Saavik was still very much attached to Spock (who was just as attached to her) and seemed to have a difficult time trusting anyone else. Geoff had to take her measurements and a blood sample without Spock there to calm her. What could go wrong?

After retrieving the sandwich and taking her to a table, he noticed the people that the small girl indicated. Yeah they were staring. He shook his head at them in hopes of encouraging to stop. They turned away for now, but there wasn’t a guarantee that they weren’t going to look Saavik’s way every once in a while. “Well we don’t usually have children on the ship so they are probably curious as to what is going on. But if they keep making you uncomfortable, I will personally make sure they stop or we can go somewhere else, okay?”

"Is this supposed to have holes?  What's the point?"  She held out the side of swiss cheese.  "I like the red thing better."  She indicated the tomato.  Setting the cheese aside, she picked up a green leaf.  This at least she knew was supposed to be a plant of some kind and she set it on top of the tomato.  "I don't like being stared at, it makes me feel..."  She frowned, unsure of how to explain what it made her feel.  "I don't like it."

The meat followed the lettuce and tomato and then the other slice of bread.  "You get to eat stuff like this all the time?  And can have water whenever you want?"  Just the thought of it was hard to believe, it sometimes took her days before she found anything to drink or eat and these people could have it whenever they wanted.  She didn't want to leave.

"If you would like to check your PADD, why don’t you decide where we should go next," he offered, while he continued to lock away unwelcome emotions. The zoo trip was supposed to be a happy experience. He had not planned on their being negative emotions as well. "Perhaps someday you will join Starfleet and be able to see many of this animals on their home worlds."

Scanning the PADD, she almost smiled.  "May we go to the aquatic animals next?"  That was something else she'd had to get used to, entire planets that had enormous bodies of water.  Hellguard hadn't had any and New Vulcan had a few but nothing like Earth.  Humans had no idea how lucky they were.  "Though I don't know if I want to see the arctic animals, it appears that they're habitat temperature would be very uncomfortable."  Colder than anything she had ever dealt with before.

Her head tilted back and this time she couldn't stop the smile, though she smoothed it away as quick as she could.  "I would like that, very much.  Do you think I would be allowed?"

"This morning I shall teach you the most basic stance and movement. This particular walk will focus on balance and the shift of one’s weight to maintain it."

In demonstration, the older Vulcan stood with his knees slightly bent and his feet shoulder-width apart. He shifted his weight to his left leg then rotated his right foot out at a 45 degree angle, his heel making contact with the ground before the rest of the foot. His weight then shifted to the right side and without moving the rest of his body, he brought his left leg to himself then circled it around to face forward. His weight shifted back and he turned the left foot just as he had with the right and continued the process.

"It is important to remain patient while learning. These will be the foundation upon which all else will be founded and it is crucial to fully master this in order to remain balanced in the forms. It has taken me 23.57 years to reach the skill level of Suus mahna that I currently exhibit.”

"I'll try."  She frowned, starting to copy some of the movements.  It was hard to keep her balance at first and she struggled but she kept trying until she had most of the movements close to wait Sarek was doing.  "You'll teach me this every day?"  She stopped, knowing there wasn't much time left before she had to leave for school.  She felt clumsy but she thought she was getting the hang of it.  "I'll keep working on this, I'll get it right."  Stubbornly, she raised her chin up to look at him.  

The kids that they had rescued weren’t in bad shape all things considering what they have been through. All of that carnage that the rescue team had come across had made Geoff’s stomach turn, something rare for him as he worked in the medical bay. He had been an integral part of the mission because of his expertise with Vulcanoid biology and even now he was in charge of the medical assessment of the rescued children. He had tended to a few of the other children already and from what he saw, they at least weren’t raised Vulcan. Not completely. Whether or not they were biologically Vulcan or Romulan would have to wait until genetic results came in. The two races were not so dissimilar on the surface. He had to tread very carefully. 

Spock had been invaluable in helping with them. They trusted him more than anyone else since he was (as far as they were concerned) one of them. By now, some of the children had started to attach themselves with the other medical personnel, M’Benga included. He had to admit though that he was a little nervous about this next one. Saavik was still very much attached to Spock (who was just as attached to her) and seemed to have a difficult time trusting anyone else. Geoff had to take her measurements and a blood sample without Spock there to calm her. What could go wrong?

"Ice cream? Maybe a little, but only after a proper meal. It’s a dessert and is generally saved for the end of the meal." Even though Saavik was healthy, he didn’t want to indulge her too much too soon in something her body hasn’t seen much of. He couldn’t imagine that there was much by means of sugar down there, or at least that the young girl would have had access to. 

"So besides that, what would you like to eat?"

There were a few people in the rec room and she thought they were staring at her, so she turned her head and glared at them.  She didn't like being stared at and it made her want to go and find a place to hide.  Forcing herself back to the doctor, she frowned.  "Why are they staring at me?  I don't like it."  Her fingers curled into fists and she crossed her arms as she turned her back to them.

As he spoke he continued to the next holographic enclosure where felines from the planet Rigel were housed. He explained about their origins and why their coloration was so different than Earth felines. “There are 30 different species from other worlds at this zoo,” he leaned down until he could whisper into one of her pointed ears, “including Vulcan.” 

And not just Terran either, other worlds.  It almost made her want to have a cat, even though she knew that something like that would not happen again.  Following Spock, she watched the Rigellian felines, smiling to herself.  They were even better than the tigers and lions and she would have stayed longer to watch them if Spock hadn't whispered into her ear.

Jerking her head towards him, she tried hard not to show her happiness at the thought.  "Can we go see the Vulcan ones next?"  She had only seen pictures and holograms and to see the actual creatures was exciting.  "Is there a sehlat?"  Looking at her PADD, she tried to find a list of the animals housed at the zoo.  Realizing that she was probably showing too much emotion, she struggled to tamper down the excitement but it was hard.

"It is Suus mahna, a traditional Vulcan defensive martial art.” Sarek spoke while still continuing the exercise. “Self-defense, while its intended use, is not the only one. It teaches discipline, balance, patience and control. It necessary to practice slowly to master these before one can apply them to a combative scenario.”

He came to the end of the particular set and turned to contemplate Saavik. While the gardening was surely helping as an outlet for her emotions and give her something that teaches her responsibility, it failed to teach the sort of control that was important in Vulcan society. While he personally was trying to be more open about it, it was important to him that Saavik be able to control herself for the times she wants to actually be in control of her emotions. Not to let them control her instead.

Maybe Suus mahna wouldn’t be entirely a disaster for her.

"I am able to teach you on the condition that the skills you learn will solely be for exercise, personal improvement and self defense only when absolutely necessary. Is that understood?"

Staring at him, she finally let out a sigh and nodded.  "Alright, I promise not to use it unless I have no other choice."  She stepped off the bricks and walked over to him.  "Can you start teaching me now?"  She was eager to start and if it was as fun as it looked, she was going to make sure to keep it up.  Wouldn't Spock be surprised when he came home and found out how good she was at this and school?

"How long until I'm as good as you?  It's almost like a dance but I don't see how good it is for defending yourself.  Can you show me?"  She wanted to soak in everything Sarek was going to show her, the faster she learned it, in her mind, the better.

“In this section they animals are carnivores, primarily feliformia and caniformia, which means feline or catlike and canine or doglike. On Vulcan the sehlat would be considered feliformia.” He tapped on his PADD to send the pertinent information to hers as they made their way to the first holographic enclosure. “This is a Bengal tiger. It is the largest of the felines native to Earth.” 

The tiger looked towards them and she was sure that it could see them, even if she knew logically that wasn't possible.  "I'm grateful that there were no predators like that on Hellguard, we never would have survived."  Her eyes tracked every movement the tiger made, leaning back on her heels when it yawned and showed its teeth.

"I think I prefer the felines to the canines."  She looked up at him.  "Though I would have liked to have seen a sehlat."  Sarek had told her about the one that Spock had had as a child and she wished that she could've met him.  It would've been fun.  "I can see the logic in domesticating canines but why felines?"  That had her puzzled.