Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Va’rek (Engineer) in Lounge- Late Night
Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Lounge- Late Night
Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Lounge- Late Night
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Now that everyone finally had a drink, Julien took a deep sip from his and chuckled at Ghubari.
“No way, you’re the Captain, you get room service.” he said and winked at her.
Ghubari snapped her finger into a pointing gesture. “You’re right, there is that. Can’t have ones commanding officer stumbling the corridors about bleary-eyed, now can we?”
Marishka watched the interplay with the eyes of a trained professional, or a very good bartender. Smiling, she sighed and glanced at the men around her.
“You know, if the Captain and our dear Ensign keep playing like this, I’m going to have to keep drinking or find a dance partner. Or, perhaps, it’s tine to put the Engineer’s sound system to the test after all.”
Marishka wasn’t certain of which avenue she wanted to take but the Diva persona was close to her actual mood so she was going with it.
“I’m all up for a dance.” he said, already draining the last drops from his glass. He would have to drink a lot more and harder for it to register in his half-android body.
He gave Stark a glance. “Do Caitians dance? Your wife looks like she would be quite a graceful dancer.” he said.
- Julien Smith, doctor
Marishka drained her drink and made her way to a clear space int he room. If Julien wanted her, he could come get her. There was a small part of her that remembered what happened every time they danced together but she was still willing to take the chance.
Koraia glanced at Va’rek. “You don’t have to drink it of you don’t want to. And i think I’m minded to play something with a light swing. Nothing rushed.” She looked over the piano. “I might take song requests and I might even sing, but I can’t guarantee I’ll know the lyrics.”
Fl. Captain Koraia, CO
“I was once informed that I should certainly try Tennessee Whiskey, Neat.” the Vulcan said, hoping he’d gotten the name right. “Apparently it encourages the growth of body hair…” one eyebrow rose in jest.
Koraia pointed to the glass of the named drink with mystery contents. “That… is not that. If you’re looking for good whiskey, don’t try that. But I highly encourage you to try it anyway.”
Her fingers returned to the keys, resting on their polished surfaces. With a calming inhale, she set off playing Fly Me to the Stars with a light but not bouncy swing. She did lean towards Va’rek though and said quietly for him only, “You are doing remarkable at just ‘going with things’ right now.”
Fl. Captain Koraia, CO
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