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Waltzing Through the Flowers (Tag Marlaa)

Posted Oct. 31, 2022, 6:21 a.m. by Lieutenant Kyle Anders (Chief Security Officer) (Kieron Hoult)

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“Was there ever any other field you considered? Or were you always a phasers out, first one in kind of person?” While most questions she asked folks were to deliver into troubles, or check their mental balance, she found that she was genuinely curious about Kyle. She wanted to get to know him, not just as the Security Chief, but as a peer and friend.

Marlaa
CNS

“I’ve had aspirations of the centre chair,” Kyle admitted, taking a seat inside the Arboretum Gallery and uncorking the bottle of Chateau Picard, “2386, I hear it’s a cracking vintage. Security seemed like the most sensible route to take on the road to Command, though I like to think of myself as an ‘all-rounder’ kind of officer.” He glanced at Marlaa with a grin and added, “Though being the action hero does come with its share of encounters with beautiful women, present company included of course.” He winked and poured two glasses of the wine.

-Kyle Anders-

It wasn’t till they sat down that Mar looked around and shook her head. “I didn’t even realize where we were.” Glancing at him she smiled. “Apparently I would make a lousy security officer. I seem to have lost my situational awareness tonight. I come here quite a bit because it’s quiet. Few like this smaller arboretum. I’m glad you thought of it.” She took one of glasses to free up a hand for him to pour the other.

“First toast from me,” she smiled slightly and nodded to his glass. “To security guards who know where they are going.” Her glass then moved to clink with his.

Marlaa
CNS

“Hear hear!” Kyle chuckled, “And, to Counselors who enjoy the simpler things, as well as more evenings like this together.” He clinked the glasses together and took a quick swig of the wine, enjoying in particular the note of cherry landing on his palet, “Tell me lass, are you fond of jazz music? And in a totally unrelated question, are there holoemitters in this room?”

-Kyle Anders-

The half Romulan slid a hand up to press an errant strand of hair behind her ear after taking a sip. “I enjoy some Jazz, yes. I am particular to Earth’s 20th century Ella Fizzgeral.” She said, mispronouncing the name. “And there is a player, by the name of Dizzy Gilspee, that was an artist as well.” She took another sip and glanced around. “Sadly, there are no emitters in here. Only in key locations on the ship. Is there something in particular you were wishing?” It didn’t occur to her that anyone would want an emitter any time other than medical or the holodeck where she often did her personal training.

Mar
CNS

“Good job, I carry this with me when I feel like I need it.” Kyle slid a hand into his pocket and revealed a mobile holo-emitter, “Stand back.” Kyle clicked a button on the mobile emitter and a figure began to materialise in the space in front of the two officers. After a second, the figure was revealed to be a dark-skinned man in his late 30s, jewels adorning his fingers and a silk jacket over his upper half. Once the hologram had completely materialised, he turned towards Kyle and grinned, “Kyle, baby! What can a self-aware hologram do for you?”

“Sammy,” Kyle said with a smile, “Allow me to introduce Lieutenant Marlaa,” then turning to the Counsellor, he added, “Marlaa, allow me to introduce the man, the myth, the legend, Mr. Sammy Davis Jr. Or at least, a self-aware holographic version of him. Sammy was a well known Jazz Singer on Earth during the 20th century, thinking about it, he probably knew people like Ella Fitzgerald.”

Sammy grinned, “I wish Kyle had prepared me a little more to be in the company of such a beautiful lady, though I take it I’m set to provide entertainment for the evening?”

“With my help of course,” Kyle added with a grin, “If that’s something you’d like to see Marlaa?”

-Kyle Anders-

Marlaa’s eyebrow rose as the hologram appeared. She had a personal holo emitter as well, but used it for her workouts. She wasn’t one for carrying personal entertainment. “Hello, Mr. Davis. A pleasure.”

She smiled and glance at Kyle. “Aren’t you full of surprises!” As he questioned her about being entertained, she nodded. “I’d be honored.” The name of the man rang a feint bell in the back of her mind. She brushed it off as having probably heard it in connection with her own exploration into Earth culture.

Mar
CNS

“I try lass, I try, what d’ya say Sam? Couple tunes for the lady?” The hologram flashed a bright whtie grin and started on one of his famous ‘bits’, “What am I, a performing monkey now? Well, I suppose what is a hologram to do but serve. Good job I always carry a spare mic.” Sammy procured the small vocal projection device from his jacket pocket and Kyle found another in the bag he was holding the wine in, “Ladies and gentleman,” Kyle began with the appropriate amount of grandiose and flare, “The U.S.S. Arkangel is proud to present, for the first of many nights, I hope, Sammy Davis Jr and Kyle Anders!” He paused for Marlaa to applaud, then looked up, “Computer, access personal music file Anders 43 and play. Ready Sam?” The room suddenly filled with the sound of a jazz band blasting out an accompaniment to The Candy Man, Sammy’s big number one hit from 1972.

OOC: This is where that Spotify link I just sent you comes in, you gotta imagine that Kyle is singing the Barry Manilow part xD

-Kyle Anders-

When they had stopped by his room to use the replicator on the way, she had thought the small bag only held the wine and glasses. As the Security Chief procured the mic from the bag, she laughed. “Aren’t we just a little prepared,” she joked.

When the two began singing, she settled with her wine and listened. The time was one she wasn’t familiar with but it was amusing and well sung. She picked up several vocal similarities to pieces she had heard before and found herself enjoying the moment.

Watching Kyle perform made her realize how little she knew about the crew. Things like this wouldn’t be in his psych files. And it surprised her that she actually might want to know more about him.

Mar
CNS

https://open.spotify.com/track/0CIrkAkC8zugcBgdd2likz?si=815ade22dcf24386
(The song that’s playing)

Kyle added as much flair as he could to the performance. He gave a huff of relief when the song finished and bowed elequently, “Hang around with us long enough lass, you’ll be crooning better than I can. Sam, would you care to take the next number?”

“Happy to old chap, just happy to,” Sammy replied, playing up to Kyle’s British accent a little more, “This one goes out to a very special lady in the audience tonight,” Another track started, as if Sammy had control over the computer that was initiated by thought, “Care for a dance lass?” He asked Marlaa, extending a hand.

https://open.spotify.com/track/7EzyFflNHxgRyC6GCVfu5m?si=4e738315c71b4638

(The Song Sam Sings Alone)

-Kyle Anders-

Marlaa applauded as they finished and shook her head. “I’ll be passing on that, thank you. I’m not a singer.”

When he held a hand in offer to the dance, she paused a moment. She wasn’t much of a dancer, either. But he had gone through so much trouble.

She took his hand and let him pull them together. As he held her there in the arboretum, her analytical mind took over. How far was too far with a peer? There was no conflict of supervisor/subordinate. They were both of equal rank in that respect. And there was no one in her life that stood in her way, though she didn’t know that of him, for sure. Blinking and coming back to the moment, she smiled. She hadn’t realized it had slipped till that moment.

“This is an intriguing piece. I don’t usually listen to jazz for the sort, melodic pieces.”

Marlaa
CNS

Kyle chuckled, “Lass, I’m a theatre performer, anything that sounds like a show-tune is my cup o’tea. You’re quite nimble on your feet, by the way, have you ever danced before?”

-Kyle Anders-

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