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[AotA] Alpha Station :: The Habitat :: Scene 3
The Habitation Module of Alpha Station – or "the Hab mod", as it's called by its inhabitants – is an inner layer of the station sitting a comfortable distance from the station's power core — close enough to keep it warm and habitable, but far enough to shield its inhabitants from any ill effect of the incidental radiation. The hab mod is divided into sectors of different facilities – residential, recreational, and commercial – but the whole module feels looks and feels like a living, and vibrant city. False lighting on the module's ceiling gives the impression of an open sky, which changes according to the station's day and night cycle. Buildings, really large modular homes stacked on top of each other, stretch up several storeys before being capped by the mod's fire suppression systems in the rafters.
We find Dwi walking the periphery of a small park, in the protection of an arcade adjacent to a bodega/cafe overlooking the small public space. The park is one of the few "green" spaces on the station, added both for the benefit of the station's ecosystem, and the psychology of its inhabitants. The park has a few kids playing in it while their parents are off shopping, and the arcade has the usual hustle and bustle of a downtown market — it's a busy spot, but there's still a surprising amount of room for people to breathe and enjoy their surroundings.
Dwi sips at his coffee, and stops to take in the sight of the park. That's when he notices Nur.
Nur, what are you doing here when we find you?
We find Dwi walking the periphery of a small park, in the protection of an arcade adjacent to a bodega/cafe overlooking the small public space. The park is one of the few "green" spaces on the station, added both for the benefit of the station's ecosystem, and the psychology of its inhabitants. The park has a few kids playing in it while their parents are off shopping, and the arcade has the usual hustle and bustle of a downtown market — it's a busy spot, but there's still a surprising amount of room for people to breathe and enjoy their surroundings.
Dwi sips at his coffee, and stops to take in the sight of the park. That's when he notices Nur.
Nur, what are you doing here when we find you?
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"Hi Nur," he says, "sorry to interrupt. We were just out taking a walk. What were you up to?"
Rocky's ears perk at the mention of a "treat", and he wags his tail vigorously in approval.
Dwi smiles and looks up at Nur for a second, "See? What do you say?"
It seems like there is a never-ending supply of people on this station. You would expect that after walking the halls as long as they did that they'd have seen a few familiar faces, but there's always a new batch of people waiting for them around every corner. What strikes you most about the people who live here, Nur?
Dwi is relieved when they do eventually find a fresh produce stand, with an old woman running the shop. There is a meager selection of a great many things: proteins, grains, veggies... Flowers and fruit – which Dwi avoids calling attention to out of embarrassment. It's a thought that would later laugh about, realizing that it would be the equivalent of him asking her about his physiology. He grabs a few carrots for Rocky, and starts looking around the booth for something for himself. He looks over to Nur, "See anything you like?"
She looks over the selection, most of it unfamiliar, and tries a bit of Rocky's carrot. "I don't know what to pick. What's your favorite? I can eat almost anything."
"We have that in a wine, too," the old woman adds.
He did have a soft spot for the taste of certain flowers – seeing as they were often featured as garnishes in dishes at the Capital Embassy – but that evoked different imagery in his head than the family favorites he shared with his mother. He decides it's best to opt for something else.
His eyes dart around the offerings before finally settling on a small pastry — a chocolate croissant, seemingly fresh. He pays the woman, and turns back to Nur. "Most of my favorite dishes are Taulan, but this was one of my favorite treats growing up — especially when it's fresh." He offers her the bread with a smile that just barely reaches his eyes.
While she makes up her mind, he raises the hand with the chocolate glob to his lips and sucks it clean — being careful to get whatever chocolate transfers to his mustache in the process.
"I, uh," he stammers, trying to salvage the moment, "it's not that I don't... I mean it's just on my Mother's side... I'd love to... To share a meal..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat, "to share a meal with... with you." He smiles, and little lines form near his eyes. "If — if that's not too forward."
He smiles, "One of the reasons my Mother loved my father so much was because he always used to ask if he could try a piece of whatever my mother and I were eating — even though it didn't put him at risk, she had always just associated it as him caring about us deeply, and wanting that extra physical connection to us..." A contented look spreads over Dwi's face as he reminisces of his family, and his youth — he catches himself staring off into space, and returns his attention to Nur. "So, yeah... If you don't mind sharing with me, I'd love some."