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Side Sim: Nine Forward Lounge - Talent Night

Posted June 17, 2022, 3:36 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Pilar Halcyone (Counselor) (Mika Jackson)

Posted by Cadet Johnathan Baptiste (Doctor) in Side Sim: Nine Forward Lounge - Talent Night

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Pilar Halcyone (Counselor) in Side Sim: Nine Forward Lounge - Talent Night

Posted by Cadet Johnathan Baptiste (Doctor) in Side Sim: Nine Forward Lounge - Talent Night
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P’Mala finished hanging the replicated banner that said TALENT NIGHT across the back wall of the small stage she’d set up in the corner of Nine Forward, distanced from the bar and many of the other seating areas.

She’d usually never do anything like this–set up a public event–but this was an exception–the original idea for the crew showcase had been NE Nurse Liu’s project, but she’d came down with the Bolian flu while visiting her husband’s folks, and was in quarantine on a Starbase for another week or two.

P’Mala had no clue who’d signed up when–but she expected to run it like an open mic. Some N-crew had already came over to the area and signed up for performances, and the show looked pretty diverse: Klingon opera, jazz trombone, Risan harp, another Vic Fontaine impersonation act.

One of the Nine Forward staff came by with a replicated platter of assorted finger foods and a keg of cider, but the full bar was open. P’Mala set up a recording device and hoped things would go well enough to send NE Nurse Liu a couple videos to cheer her up later.

  • Cadet P’Mala Dawes

Aaron enters the nine Forward with a rectangle suitcase hanging under his arm. He was still in uniform, but the vest was fully opened and his beard wasn’t cut, giving him a more eased look. He saw P’Mala who was looking around the room, and he approached her with a smile.

“Finishing the decoration ?”, says the Lieutenant. “I heard it was your idea to host a talent show.”

Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams - CSO

P’Mala held a clipboard and was looking around the room absent-mindedly until a bearded guy in Science Officer uniform came toward her. She startled a little, squinted at him.

“Oh, Lieutenant Williams! Aaron, I mean.” P’Mala said. “I didn’t recognize you for a second–how are you? For the record, this was NE Nurse Liu’s idea, but I offered to take over the event–she was so excited to be here–and I couldn’t really say no to her. ”
Aaron put a thumb in the air and says: Well, I think it’s a great idea! An excellent opportunity to better exchange with the rest of the crew.”

She noticed the Lieutenant carried a case. “Are you interested in signing up? We still have quite a few spots open, and the clipboard is at the table up front.”

Aaron gave a smile before saying: “If you think I would have missed an opportunity to show my talent, then you are missed. I already registered before coming here.” He tapped a bit on his case, quite impatient to play. “I’ve been training since the Academy, and I have yet to perform in public. We’ll see how it goes !”

There was talk of a talent show happening in Nine Forward. Pilar had never actually seen or participated in one but she had read about them when she studied human history at the Academy. She had learned the event was something humans invented to display their specific talents. There were some in which the contestants competed against one another for a substantial prize of some sort and some in which they just performed for the audience to receive praise and recognition relating to their talent. She was intrigued and headed to the lounge so she could get a good seat. As she walked into Nine Forward, she saw P’Mala and Lieutenant Williams engaged in conversation. After admiring the decorations, she headed to the bar, ordered a Saurian Brandy, then found the perfect seat in the front and close to the stage.

Halcyone

P’Mala waved at the Counselor from where she stood with Lt. Williams. She’d have to say hello shortly, when she had a moment’s time.

Pilar grinned at the doctor. She waved back at her as she stood and walked toward the two of them, drink in hand.

-Cadet P’Mala Dawes
Looking at where P’Mala waved, Aaron saw Halcyone has arrived too, but apart from them, the room was yet to be filled. “Seems like the others didn’t arrive yet.”

Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams - CSO

“Doctor, Lieutenant,” she said presenting a smile to both of them.

“Welcome to the party, Counselor,” said Aaron, before getting cut by an excited Vulcan.

“Counselor!” P’Mala exclaimed. “It is good to see you. Are you here to watch, or are you going to showcase a talent for us like the Lieutenant here?”

Noticing Williams’ case, she looked at him and said, “I am intrigued. Are you going to tell us what talent you will be displaying for us or do we just have to wait and see?”

P’Mala gestured toward the case.

“Lieutenant, I am also curious,” she admitted.
Being pressed by the two women, Aaron gave them a malicious smile and says : “I’ll keep the surprise for one I go on-stage. But I’ll give you a hint : I’ll be playing a wind instrument tonight. And you ?”

Pilar’s eyes got wide, “Me? Oh, no Lieutenant. I am just here to watch and enjoy the show.” She held up her glass of brandy. “Besides I think Risian Belly Dancing is .... a little too provocative for a talent show.”
Aaron eyes widened and he raised his eyebrows : “You’re hiding your talents, Counselor. I’m sure a lot of person here would love to see that…” He then gave her a bright smile and chuckled a bit.

“I think you are right, Lieutenant, but since I am very much modest, they probably will never see it.” She took a sip of her drink and assessed the room to see who was arriving.

Cadet Baptiste was exhausted, he had just spent five hours in intensive surgery to fix NE Caiden’s left hand and forearm. NE Caiden had been working on one of the shuttle craft when the hatch had suddenly come down on his hand and forearm, creating an immediate acute compartment syndrome situation. He had been immediately beamed to sick bay where Cadet Baptiste was pulling the watch and was the primary surgeon on duty. Now five hours later and exhausted, with his patient recuperating and resting comfortably, Baptiste made his way to the Nine Forward Lounge for a small bite to eat and drink before retiring to his quarters.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

Halcyone, Counselor

Meanwhile, members of the crew began filling the lounge with their usual evening chatter. Some milled around the bar. Others chatted softly and played cards. A few signed up for timeslots at the talent show clipboard–before long, it would be showtime.

P’Mala scanned the crowded for familiar faces–it surprised her how many crewmen and women she’d still yet to meet and wondered how many from Medical would be in attendance.

-Cadet P’Mala Dawes
Aaron looked around and saw the room filling up as time goes by. Turning back to P’Mala, he added :”Say, you will open the hostilities once everyone arrived ? Like a speech, or something…”

Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams - CSO

Smiling, Pilar agreed, “I think it’s a good idea.” She looked around and said, “I mean you have done an excellent job organizing and setting up. Everyone needs to know who is behind it all.”

Halcyone, Counselor

P’Mala checked the time on her watch. “You know, you’re both right, and it is getting close to that time. If you’ll excuse me–I’ll have some time to talk a little bit later. Until then, Counselor, enjoy the show. Im excited to see your talent, Lieutenant!”

P’Mala strode to the stage and cleared her throat. The usual evening crowd mixed with those attending the show or performing in the show had filled up the space more than she’d expected.

=^=”Computer, begin recording.”=^= P’Mala said.

“Excuse me!” she said tentatively.

The bustle of glasses clinking with ice and a raucous murmer created a steady din. She stepped closer to the mic. It echoed feedback somewhat effectively and the room quieted.

“Excuse me! I just wanted to thank everyone for coming to Nine Forward tonight to celebrate our crew and enjoy in the galaxy of talents in which we share. The original organizer of tonight’s event, NE Nurse Susan Liu, could not be here today, but as she says to everyone in Sickbay, ‘It is really our differences that make us more interesting.’“

P’Mala continued, “We still have sign-ups going on at the table in the back. Feel free to grab a drink and snack and enjoy the show! First up is our very own host, NC Jai Moritz and his comedic stylings! Come on up, Cadet Moritz!”

P’Mala made a show of clapping and backed offstage as the NC took to the stage and began telling some jokes about their time at Starfleet Academy.

  • Cadet P’Mala Dawes

(OOC: I welcome everyone to control NC Cadet Moritz or introduce other NE/NC performers during this side sim so we can keep the momentum going!)
Aaron clapped along the rest of the room, watching the stage.

Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams - CSO

Johnathan made his way to the bar and ordered himself a tall glass of lemonade and a Rueben sandwich. He then turned when he heard Cadet Dawes announce NC Jai Moritz. He sat back in his chair Well this isn’t to bad of a way to relax after surgery he thought to himself as he clapped with the rest of the crew and watched NC Jai Moritz begin their comedic routine.

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

Pilar took the seat beside the doctor. She couldn’t help but feel that their previous interactions weren’t productive in building a sufficient relationship with him. It bothered her because as the cousnelor she wanted to establish a healthy relationship with all of the crew on the Challenger. “A lemonade huh?” she asked looking at the glass. “Are you planning to go back to work after the show is over? Or do you not partake in the ceremonious drinking of alcohol at social gatherings,” she asked jokingly.

Cadet Baptiste saw Lieutenant Commander Halcyone heading his way. Please let her be going to bother someone else he thought she is the last person I need to see after five intensive hours of emergency trauma surgery. He took a sip of his lemonade as she approached an asked “A lemonade huh? Are you planning to go back to work after the show is over? Or do you not partake in the ceremonious drinking of alcohol at social gatherings?” Remembering how prickly she had been in their first encounter, he carefully thought about his answer before replying “No sir, I usually do not partake of alcohol, with the exception of a glass of wine for very special occasions. I find a glass of lemonade and a Rueben sandwich, comforting after I finish doing surgery.”

-Cadet Johnathan Baptiste, medical

“Ah,” she said nodding, looking at him, trying to figure out if she wanted to put more effort into the conversation or move on. “No need to be formal in a social setting like this. Pilar or Counselor is fine.” She smiled as she took a drink of her brandy before she continued, “We all have our routines that make us interesting. So what is considered a very special occasion for you?”

Halcyone, Counselor


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