08-05-2016, 07:52 AM
The CCD military units were nothing if not persistent. Maan had had to deal one already. He could have let his son deal with the annoyance of these requests but Nizar was not a patient man - his temper would fly off the handle. He could see the impatience in his stance next to him. His white knuckled grip was the only tension seen on the outside, but Maan new better. They both wanted the military gone - they were bad for business.
But he would suffer this Colonel Victoria Wolff as he had Captain Henderson. A woman...Some customs and culture were ingrained too deep for Maan not to take offense, however this was the CCD militiary and not his own house. It would suffer yet another..
When the Colonel asked to sit, Maan waved his hand for her to join him on the colored pillows surrounding the table. With another wave of the kahwa was brought out in small white ceramic shot glasses and placed for each of the CCD military and himself - his guests.[1] He was not going to insult their long standing traditions just because she was a woman of the CCD military. No he smile politely as he tipped back the glass and quickly downed the hot coffee. It only gave a small slight burn as it went down. But it was a most excellent brew.
Maan spoke with wry amusement."The words I have told your Captain Henderson have not changed since the last conversation. Unless it is something new you wish to ask of me."
[1] When guests arrive at a home, tiny ceramic “shot glasses” come out, and a mouthful of this coffee is served to each guest. The guest accepts the coffee, whips it down like a shot and requests another if they’re feeling bold by shaking the glass slightly when handing it back to the host. This type of coffee is not drunk slowly and savoured, but just as a sort of quick “hello and welcome” shot of energy when entering a home. It’s also used at celebrations. At weddings, the bride and groom share their first swallow of coffee from the same cup, then smash the cups against the wall – bad luck for anyone else to drink from their cups. (http://www.pilotguides.com/articles/syri...-a-teacup/)
Edited by Aria, Aug 5 2016, 07:53 AM.
But he would suffer this Colonel Victoria Wolff as he had Captain Henderson. A woman...Some customs and culture were ingrained too deep for Maan not to take offense, however this was the CCD militiary and not his own house. It would suffer yet another..
When the Colonel asked to sit, Maan waved his hand for her to join him on the colored pillows surrounding the table. With another wave of the kahwa was brought out in small white ceramic shot glasses and placed for each of the CCD military and himself - his guests.[1] He was not going to insult their long standing traditions just because she was a woman of the CCD military. No he smile politely as he tipped back the glass and quickly downed the hot coffee. It only gave a small slight burn as it went down. But it was a most excellent brew.
Maan spoke with wry amusement."The words I have told your Captain Henderson have not changed since the last conversation. Unless it is something new you wish to ask of me."
[1] When guests arrive at a home, tiny ceramic “shot glasses” come out, and a mouthful of this coffee is served to each guest. The guest accepts the coffee, whips it down like a shot and requests another if they’re feeling bold by shaking the glass slightly when handing it back to the host. This type of coffee is not drunk slowly and savoured, but just as a sort of quick “hello and welcome” shot of energy when entering a home. It’s also used at celebrations. At weddings, the bride and groom share their first swallow of coffee from the same cup, then smash the cups against the wall – bad luck for anyone else to drink from their cups. (http://www.pilotguides.com/articles/syri...-a-teacup/)
Edited by Aria, Aug 5 2016, 07:53 AM.