Matters of Practicality - Part One

Posted on Sun May 4th, 2025 @ 11:11am by Commander Vilotanzia "Violet" Bounlutay-Antilles & Fleet Master Chief Petty Officer Julian Antilles

Mission: Mission 112: The Heart of a Truth Long Lost
Location: 1600Hrs - January 31st, 2394
Timeline: 1600Hrs - January 31st, 2394

Commander John Antilles smiled as he regarded the sunshine while he stepped out of the old shuttle he had obtained from the used shuttle lot that had been located here in Heimdall County. The weather was cold but excellent otherwise. The snow was soft and wet and the skies were clear and empty of clouds. The sun shone but with a mal;evolance that the ground and weather presently found rather laughable.

John grinned as he heard a child's voice yell. "Incoming,!" as he ducked a snowball that had been aimed at him. He knew exactly who had thrown it and why she had done so. Qiana Antilles-Walking Bear was a smaller and younger version of her mother, except with her father's eyes. Her eyes were more of a hazel look rather than both sets of blue eyes from her parents.

Qiana also wore her hair short these days, as she had mentioned it had been causing her various issues of late. John was pleased that his daughter had gotten the issue resolved.

Julian was nearby, watching the events play out before him, while he was building a snowman with his spouse beside him. The duo looked rather comical in various ways, with him more than double her size and several times her mass. Vilotanzia "Violet" Bounlutay-Antilles regarded her husband, while she smiled. "I see your brother has arrived. Nice, Qiana can pelt someone else with snowballs, rather than that target you set up for her." the tiny woman regarded her husband. "Yet, why did you set that up for her again?"

Julia smiled as he shrugged. "She said she wanted to work on her hand-eye. I said it was a good idea. Now Virgil is doing it too." he explained. "It's better than throwing knives."

Vilotanzia "Violet" Bounlutay-Antilles tended to go by 'violet' as it was easier to say rather than the mouthful her name tended to turn into when she wasn't paying attention. She regarded her husband with a nod. "It's also why we let them live in the basement while we were living up on the second floor. So they would not be bothered with the sounds of loud and demanding babies," she added.

"A brilliant idea of yours." Julia smiled. "You've written some truly impressive work over the years, but that idea was true genius," he added. "Hey. I married the smartest woman in the sector. The fact that she's a real fiend in bed is a real bonus." he commented. It was well known between Julian and Violet that he was always expecting her to be mild and tame. The fact that she considered herself something of a shameless whore in bed, only helped matters between her and Julian.

Bounlutay-Antilles grinned. Sex for her was educational on most days. Taking an infant to term was a major exercise in endurance and survival. Since she was so small, she had to watch everything she did. At times, it got to be rather annoying, but at other times, she did not mind the help for items from the top shelf. She slid some snow over the snowman that she was building with her husband. "The eyes don't look quite right," she commented.

Julian turned to face her, and then he handed her the two eyes. "Okay, you try," he commented with a soft smile. He decided not to argue with his spouse who was still very heavily pregnant and looked ready to deliver a child any day now.

Bounlutay-Antilles regarded her husband, he could easily overpower her in terms of a physical sense, but she also seriously outclassed him in terms of raw brainpower. She accepted the items before she placed them on the snowman's head. "How's that?" she inquired with an easy smile.

"They look like where I had them. Except one is a little higher than the other." Julian responded in a deadpan tone.

Bounlutay-Antilles chuckled softly. "Julian. You have hand-eye on a level that I can only imagine, and you can't tell that one is higher than the other.?" she looked up at him with a confused look on her face.

"Not in the slightest," Julian answered with a smile. "I'm just choosing not to fight with you on the matter," he explained. "We're meant to enjoy this. We don't often get to have fun," he added.

Bounlutay-Antilles smiled as she breathed out, her breathing turning into a large cloud before them both. "I think John wants a word," she added with a grin.

Julian raised an eyebrow before he turned to see his brother approaching. "Hey Julian, have you got a few minutes. I wanna ask you a couple of questions. About living planetside."

Julian slowly nodded his head. "Okay. I was expecting something a little more sensational," he admitted with a smile on his face.