Lounge - Night Time Is The Right Time For Drinking (Open to all)

Posted July 15, 2019, 12:18 a.m. by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) (Catt Bennett)

Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Lounge - Night Time Is The Right Time For Drinking (Open to all)

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S’Raal smiled his half smile and chuckled, “Orvos is a planner, a strategist, borderline OCD with a penchant for being in charge I’m not surprised in the slightest that you and he are creating some friction, your extemporaneous style would drive him somewhat nutty”.

S’Raal Cran Moonshadow (Doctor)

Marishka laughed again.

Was that a compliment? she thought.

“Ooo. Then I’m doing something right. Did you know I had to jump in the bar to get that man’s attention?” she paused and signaled for another round of whatever everyone was drinking, “And then he had the gall to refer to me as an entertainer when asking who I was.” she said with a completely astounded look on her face.

  • Marishka

“When worlds collide,” T’Pon said with a chuckle and sly look at S’Raal, “I know all about that. Considering the different cultures, experiences and upbringing we’ve all had it’s nothing short of a miracle we can carry a conversation to it’s conclusion without a misunderstanding”.

T’Pon (Groundskeeper)

Kin nodded. “Many of my people still believe that our courtesy traditions are what set us apart, makes us… well… ‘better’ than many. Since joining Star Fleet, I have found those traditions are actually serving to isolate us more and more.”

Kin, Security

Marishka raised an eyebrow at T’Pon’s comment. It was a curious thought indeed.

“I think personal cultural traditions and what is widely accepted in mixed company can be like walking a fine line. Truthfully I find it exhausting sometimes.” she said with a sigh.

  • Marishka

T’Pon listened to the comments being made and nodded, “My father used to say, you have two ears and one mouth so that you’ll listen twice as much as you speak. It doesn’t hold for all species obviously but the intent of the saying still rings true. I find the more I discover about other cultures the more I understand my own and can adjust accordingly”.

T’Pon (Groundskeeper)

She’d have preferred to have done this when no one was around, but the situation required her and Marishka to meet sooner rather than later. And it would be good to assess how good this woman was. She was trusting her a great deal to handle this situation with all the delicacy it required and while the woman’s reputation was solid, she preferred to judge for herself.

Slipping in, the Lounge was as busy as her empathic senses had warned her before the doors opened. Weaving silently through the place, Koraia was clearly off-duty in her purple, black and white patterned wrap skirt and black tank top. A thin pair of leather shoes left no sound as she stepped gracefully through the recreational space, taking in the changes so far.

Approaching the bar, Ghubari slipped onto a stool casually, taking in everything going on around her, waiting for the right moment to say anything. Then again, as she had long learned, she couldn’t really go anywhere on this ship unnoticed. Stark had made that apparent on her first day when she had snuck aboard to try and fix her prosthetic limb that had been squeaking and he’d magically appeared, as he did for most everyone.

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

When Marishka had boarded the Athena she had deliberately not sought out Koraia. There was no need with Stark’s amazing welcome. She knew that would eventually get back to the Captain but still, she was pleased when the woman sat at the bar. Now, time to be a good hostess.

She turned from mixing drinks and silently set two before the Captain. They were multi layers. Soft oranges, reds, and yellows. One had a dollop of whipped cream on ot and the other a sprig of mint. She tapped the one with whipped cream and smiled.

Ghubari’s pale amber eyes shifted from the drinks to Mariska, and held a questioning look.

“This is a Koraia Sunrise. It has no alcohol.” she said then tapped the other glass, “This is a Koraia sunset and it does.”

“Or would you prefer something else?” she asked.

-Marishka

The captain smiled. “You’re good,” sh said simply, as if it were something she already had expected. “Lucky for me, getting a real leg back means I no longer have to be quite so careful about drinking. I’ll try this very interesting alcoholic drink of mine, even though fancy cocktails never have been my thing.” Still, it was rather pretty.

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

Marishka moved the one Ghubari hadn’t chosen to the side. Both drinks consisted of several different juices. The Captain’s also contained Betazed Cherry liqueur which had a slightly warming chocolate effect.

“Well I’ll keep it simple next time. I hope you approve anyway.” she said raising the glass in a silent toast.

“And what can I do for you today?”

-Marishka


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