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Lounge- A Klingon Wedding

Posted Jan. 9, 2019, 5:32 p.m. by Captain Alexxander Ryley (Chief Medical Officer) (Calé Reilly)

Posted by Commander Relann Fell-Drayke (Executive Officer) in Lounge- A Klingon Wedding

Posted by Captain Alexxander Ryley (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge- A Klingon Wedding

Posted by Captain Kelly Shultz (Commanding Officer) in Lounge- A Klingon Wedding
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“This is the party?” Rinker looked around. “I hope everything is unbreakable, where is the barrel of blood wine, I’d put one right by the door… they are going to want that first anyways…”

Rinker

The door to the lounge opened and in limped Ryley carrying his cane hooked over his arm and holding onto what seemed to be a set of Klingon drums. He appeared rather burdened and wobbled a bit before setting the instruments down with a huff of air from the effort. He stepped back and glanced at the placement then proved them over slightly further with his cane and glanced back at both Rinker and Fell rubbing his beard.

“With fire and steel did the gods forge the Klingon heart. So firecely did it beat, so loud was the sound, that the gods cried out…where the heck are our bloody drums.” He readjusted his shirt and made his way to them. “I assumed you’d be in need of these.”

Ryley
MD

“Cue the back up,” Relann said with a grin, gesturing with her thumb at Ryley.

Ryley pulled a face like a three year old and stuck his tounge out.

Realnn just shook her head slightly in amusement.

Following the others in shortly afterwards, Nash looked around the room at the decorations and simply nodded at the others in attendance before moving over to one of the tables for a closer look. He was wearing dress uniform himself, although the tunic was open loosely at the collar and his sleeves had been folded back. A bulge in one pocket betrayed his flip lighter, while the stub of his short cigar protruded, unlit from the corner of his mouth.

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO

“I’m assuming the bloodwine is being supplied by our guests since last I checked we don’t carry stock in the cargo bays and I somehow feel they would disapprove of replicated stuff, so…” Relann shrugged. This was an impromptu wedding for Klingons… on a Federation starship. How much were their guests really expecting anyway?

Fell-Drayke, XO

“There is some Romulan Ale behind the bar marked as blue curacao. Use it sparingly and only for medicinal purposes,” Kelly said coming up behind Rellan. “Don’t ask where I got it. If Rick ever asks if there are blue cosmos in my quarters…deny that too,” she added as if almost an afterthought. As she looked around Kelly wore a curious expression on her face. “You did all of this that fast. I’m impressed.” Kelly was wearing her dress uniform but the not often worn variation of the skirt bottom instead of the pants. Most of her women counterparts never opted for this combination but Kelly rather liked it. It gave her a feeling a being feminine and empowered her more in a way. So many of her women captain friends thought you had to look and act tough to be taken seriously. Kelly learned as Dante’s XO that nothing was more powerful or deeming to a guy than getting your ass kicked by a women in a skirt.

A smile slide across her face as she remembered that first semester with Dante night. They had gotten drunk and decided to spar to see who would control the remote for the holo vid. It did come to a surprise to one Mr. Dante Knight that a girl in a dress could win a fight…being barefoot. The shoe thing with her small heel on the boot proved enough to toss her balance off for a while but with enough practice, Dante had taught her how to adjust her balance and hold her own. So here she was, in a dress and heeled boots showing up at Klingon wedding.

Captain Kelly Shultz

“What can I say, you have an efficient first officer,” Relann said wit a grin. “Mental notes made about blue beverages.” She hoped Internal Affairs never found out, but at least she had plausible deniability. Maybe. The Dy’allan turned and looked quizzically at the CO. “Are you supposed to be with the Klingons? You know, as the ship’s representative.” That was code for, ‘hey, someone needs to be doing the job, I got decorating duty!’ but would Kelly get it?

Fell-Drayke, XO

“What you can’t be in two places at one time. Damn the personnel department. I hate when they give false promises about people.” Kelly kept a stright face but has spent enough time with Rellan off the clock for the women to start to understand her humor if not appreciate it. Kelly was an XO once. She knew the XO position was the hardest job in the fleet. They had to make the CO look good and ran interference on 99% of the crew for a captain. Rellan did all of that expertly. the details to which she had organized for the wedding was a shining example. What would have taken people days she did in under 90 minutes. Kelly could not have been luckier to have someone like her at her side. “Fine but if I find out you are drinking the Blue Cosmos before me there will be an issue,” she said with a hint of a smile as she left for the shuttle bay.

Captain Kelly Shultz

Ryley watched the exchange and then raising his eyebrows smirked at Kelly as she passed him. “Love the dress Skipper.” He went off to look for this fortold Romulan Ale.

Ryley
Md

“Hey!” Relann said in Ryley’s direction. “Back away from any blue stuff,” she said seriously, knowing very well that he’d ignore her completely. “And make sure you save some for the rest of us. After all, it’ll be that ends up in the brig when she blames me for the empty bottle.” Not that she had ever had Romulan Ale, but then again her experience with the various alcohols of the galaxy were exceedingly limited.

Fell-Drayke, XO

“Back away from it, gotcha.” He said hunting the ale. “You didn’t say don’t drink it first…” he called back to her. Moving some bottles aside he found what he was looking for and brought it to the front of the bar. “You’d end up in the brig when she blames you for drunken misconduct on a full glass or two of this stuff.”

He didn’t open th bottle however. “When’s this shindig supposed to start?”

Ryley
MD


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