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A Rabid Pelican Holiday Party

Posted Dec. 19, 2022, 3:54 a.m. by Lieutenant Patrick 'Paddy' McMillan (CNS) (Kieron Hoult)

Posted by Captain Sara Kiernan (Commanding Officer) in A Rabid Pelican Holiday Party

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in A Rabid Pelican Holiday Party

Posted by Commander Mwezi (Executive Officer) in A Rabid Pelican Holiday Party
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It had been rough goings. For a while. They had long since ditched the uniforms, and Sara thought the crew could use a distraction. A message went out to the whole crew. =/\=An important simulation will be taking place on the holodeck tonight at 19:00 hours. Everyone is invited to participate.=/\= She thought that was cryptic enough the spies might even approve.

By 19:00 the holodeck was done up like the promenade of Earth Spacedock, draped in a thorough coating of festive lights, with a sizeable buffet to boot. Sara thought a touch of home was in order and this might just do the trick.

She dressed more femininely than was typical of her, in a simple black dress, but to see her in a dress at all might come as a shock to the crew. She stood in the middle of her holodeck creation and hoped people accepted their invitations.

-CO

Shara sat in her and Micah’s quarters, unwinding from yet another long day. All of them were long these days and it didn’t seem like that was about to change anytime soon. And the truth was, she was missing Faye and Daggum, and Nadine, rather terribly right now. They were so far away and even though she and Micah made promises about coming out of this alive, they both knew reality. They couldn’t actually make that promise. No one could. And yet Shara longed, just for once, to make such a promise and keep it.

She hadn’t said anything, but the whole situation was depressing her lately. Not that she showed it externally, of course. Shara had cemented her transformation into Elaine and very rarely broke character, and even then it was for essential mission-related reasons. When the message came through, she sighed and yet was intensely curious. An open training simulation? Everyone was invited? She smirked and turned in her chair. “Hey, come look at this. I smell a set-up. Shall we go indulge the good captain. I think as a senior officer I’m expected to set an example and be there, so I think it’s only fair you have to come too.”

~Shara Calloway, CIO

“I don’t work fer her or you, dammit. Why drag my ass into it?!” Pikelsimer’s said from the other room. A moment later, however, he appeared in blue jeans, boots, and a hideous holiday sweater done with the Fedeatuon Marine Crest. He grinned at her and said “Saw the invite. Figured we could use a night off. And yeah… its totally a set-up. I was looking at the program specs ahead using.” and he grinned and winked.

“Good Gods, I’m either going to make you look better with that thing on, or you’re going to cramp my style,” Shara teased. “Let’s see what I can do.

She returned a few minutes later dressed as she had for that first ‘proper’ date on the Manhattan, in black trousers, black heels and a silky champagne button down blouse. Shara brushed out her hair and left it loose. “Come on husband, let’s actually be off duty for once.” Goodness knows they needed an actual break, not just a hypothetical one. “I want a dance,” she added as she stepped out of their quarters.

Laila entered the Holosuite dressed in her Christmas finest, a stylish ugly Christmas sweater that had a huge snowman which had black pom poms for its eyes, and buttons. With her sweater she paired a black pleated skirt and wore knee high red Christmas socks adorned in snowflakes and black boots that extended just over her calf. Her hair was pulled into a high bun and she had on little tiny snowflake earrings. She saw the Captain and approached her. “It looks amazing in her,” she said with a wide grin. She observed the dress Sara was wearing and said, “I think I might have gone a little overboard in my outfit.” She grimaced a little then said, “You can probably tell it has been a while since I have been able celebrate Christmas.”

Dacascos, COO

“No such thing as too much cheer tonight” Sara said with a bright smile.

Pikelsimer

Mwezi entered the Holodeck wearing what could only be described as a Greek Santa Outfit. A vibrant red tunic that was long enough to cover his knees, with a very fluffy white lining along the edges. A simple white sash was tied around his waist, and he wore a similarly coloured cloak/cape overtop of the somewhat garish tunic. He walked to an out-of-the way location in a corner after raiding the buffet table for snacks and stood in his corner, picking little snacks off his plate one at a time.

“No matter how many times I observe this holiday, I really never truly understand it…” he muttered to himself. “The food is good though.”

Mwezi, XO

“Food, good company. That’s all you need.”

She doubted anyone was expecting them, but Shara strode in with Micah like she was ready to party, even if a small part of her was instantly studying the program for any hint that there was more to it. It was so hard to turn off. “I sure hope you’re planning on doing music,” Shara said. “I you need tips, I’m your gal.”

~Shara

“As a matter of fact…” the Captain responded with a light smile. “Ensign!” A young NE popped up from behind a table. “Yes ma’am?” He asked, slightly startled. Sara gestured to him. “Meet our DJ.” She gave him a nod. “As soon as you’re ready.”

Music began, and the DJ set out a sign that read “requests open”

-Sara Kiernan

OOC: Anyone can get in on this right?

-Kieron-


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