Posted Jan. 15, 2021, 12:33 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Assistant Counsellor) in Lounge-Taking a Late Break
One would think that given the long hours she was working, and how much time she was spending with people, that Janna would want some peace and quiet in her downtime. And… they wouldn’t be wrong. But immediately going back to her quarters hadn’t been working lately, so she was giving herself a chance to transition between work and being off duty but being around others in a relaxing atmosphere.Moving to the bar, the petite woman slipped up onto a barstool and ordered a glass of white wine, tucking some of her chin length blond curls behind an ear. Kingston could hear the chatter going on around her but she tuned it out for the time being.
~Janna Kingston, ACNS
A shadow fell over the diminutive woman as a figure passed behind her and settled down on a barstool a few down from her. The figure was an Orion, but on the far end of ‘Big Dude’, even for that species. His skin was a brilliant green, and the slight curve of the bar allowed her see emerald-like eyes set in his face. He was dressed in civilian clothes: faded blue jeans, black boots, and a t-shirt with an odd looking group of beings on the front. All were dressed in something like a uniform of yellow and blue spandex with belts emblazoned with a single black ‘X’ on them. One figure was shooting what seemed to be phaser-fire from his eyes, while another was covered in blue fur and had a definite beastial appearance, and one had strange looking knives protruding from the back of his hands. The lone female in the picture had her fingers pressed to the side of her head and some kind of energy was emanating from her. Another figure looked completely alien with a long tail ending in a kind of flared point and three digits on each hand. Lastly, a large figure seemingly made of some kind of metal filled the picture behind the others. Across the top of the picture was written “The Uncanny X-Men”; prominently displayed across the man’s large pectorals. His arms had some scars and tattooing of a kind unlike any commonly seen, and as he he waved at the bartender a brand in the shape of a loop with straight ends supporting it could be seen on his wrist.
“Strawberry daiquiri, please.” he asked in a low rumble of a voice.
Hammor, Ops
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