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linguiphiliac:

uhura allows an instance of silence,
to think and crave home, a million light
years away, the resultant smile tentative
in measure, but more nostalgic than anything
else, her cadence dipped low, reminiscence 
fresh. “Mandazi. Fresh and fried and dipped
in sugar. Curry, with pili pili— steamed
white rice, fresh fish caught steamed down
into gravy.” 

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     Shepard eyed the other woman intently. 
“I have no idea what half the things you just
said are, all I know is you’ve made me 
hungry for something other than beans on
toast.” She gave a light hearted smile.

     Poor Gardner, he had a hard enough 
time keeping up with dextro foods and a
vegetarian commander. Throw in anything
with culture and she was sure he’d give her
that look again. “Maybe next shore leave.”

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tagged as: #linguiphiliac #sorry I was gone so long!!