Posted by Lieutenant Auleraine Brison (Engineering Officer) in Pre Sim - Lounge - New Faces, New Friends? (Tag CNS, Brison)

Posted by Lieutenant Revna Edman (Counselor) in Pre Sim - Lounge - New Faces, New Friends? (Tag CNS, Brison)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) in Pre Sim - Lounge - New Faces, New Friends? (Tag CNS, Brison)
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Taking out his cigar, he continued his pace and walked to the bar, coming to a stop right beside Revna. He stuck the cigar into the corner of his mouth, and nodded to Harry who passed him a glass filled with two fingers of Nash’s own prefered whiskey, then he glanced at Revna with a small smile on his lips. “Of all the bars on all the ships in the Federation, you walk into mine.” He quipped his own version of the famous line, then his eyes moved to the shot and the Solo on the bar in front of her. “Hard day? You know you should give up the Solo, nasty habit that.”

Lt Cmdr Nash

She smiled at him. “I didn’t know you owned this bar, Nash,” she teased. She’d seen him glance at his chair and she shook her head. “Maybe next time. I’ve got a seat over there,” she nodded toward Mardusk and Lera. She nodded slightly to his question taking one of those slow shallow breaths, “Just having a hard time tonight.”

Looking over at the table, Nash looked back to Revna and smiled. “Of course, enjoy your dinner. If you want, call me later. I’m not going to stay here long, and we can talk if you like.”

Realizing, too late, that a question, meant to open up things between them all, had backfired, she sighed as Revna left the table. “Sorry, Mar. Perhaps this wasn’t such a good idea after all. Seems my social skills are lacking. I should get back to engineering and see if the polarity diagnostics are done. You two should enjoy your lunch.” She started wiping her mouth with her napkin in preparation of leaving. She had embarrassed herself, and him, in her rudeness and she wasn’t sure how to make it better. “Seems I’m better at Arboretums and singular conversations with you,” she murmured.

Revna glanced back at the table and saw Lera leaving. She touched Nash’s arm briefly in apology. “Maybe next time.”

How did one go to the Counselor after this to discuss their inadequacies, when it was the Counselor such things had affected?

Lera
Engineer

Revna headed towards the table before Lera could get up. The quick pace didn’t help, but the shot should kick in in a moment. Revna felt bad. “I’m sorry. That was probably rude of me. I,” she takes a deep breath. The memory is still raw, and not everyone wants the gory details of your life, “didn’t mean to be. I have some lung damage. Some times it helps to get up and walk, stretch. I didn’t mean to offend either of you.” She sits back down in her chair, and pops the top on the Solo can. “Now, where were we?”

Lt. Edman, Counselor

Lera bit her lip and settled back in her seat. With Revna back, she doubted Mardusk would let her leave now, anyway. “I was just removing my foot from my mouth. Apparently my Shepard’s Pie wasn’t enough this evening.” She laughed, but it was almost unsettling. She wasn’t sure how to comment on the lung issue. And having already messed things up once, she wasn’t inclined to do it again.

“Lung damage? No fun.” Mardusk said around a mouthfull of lasagne. Swallowing, he said “How’d it happen?”, seemingly oblivious to the social faux pas… at least until he smiled and said “And yeah, I know you’re not supposed to ask. But I’m a sucker for injury stories. You tell us yours, and I’ll tell you how I got two phaser burns in a perfect X dead-center of my back.”

“I seriously doubt I would win in an injury contest,” Revna chuckled softly. Really? She shouldn’t be surprised she opened her mouth in an effort to put Lera at ease. She wasn’t sure she really wanted to share this story yet again. She was already having a rough evening medically. Plus she didn’t like the way people looked at her, like she’d done something amazing or courageous, and it wasn’t that. It was her job, that was it. Like Nash said, it wasn’t stupid and it wasn’t heroic. It was what she had to do. She grinned ruefully, mostly at herself. “Really, Mardusk? You don’t know already? I would have thought my transfer came with a warning for the chief of security.”

Too many years of telling the truth and being as open and vulnerable as she tried to encourage her patients to be got the best of Revna. Though only someone who really knew her would know she didn’t want to be at the moment. “There was an incident with a patient. I got hurt in the crossfire, so to speak.”

Changing the subject, she nodded to the bar. “What’s the shot preference for a Counselor? I oddly pictured you a tea and wine drinker.” She smiled, this time teasing the woman.

Lera
Engineer

Mardusk, CoS

“Can’t get my preference here. Back home my da and my uncle make mead. Wine made from fermented honey. But my uncle makes a fine liquor out of it too. But out here, whisky. There are some very smooth and refined whishy’s from Scotland back home, but tonight was a rougher, you know you just downed it, black label whisky.” Revna shrugged, it was good for taking the edge off and reminding you why you were downing the shot. “Tea is boring, no matter where it comes from, and wine, is okay, with the right food, but on it’s own,” Revna shrugs, “If I drink, I like to know I’m drinking.” She grins and takes a bite of her food.”

Lt. Edman, Counselor

Lera laughed. “I know what you mean about drinking. As to the Meade, you should ask Mike. If he can’t get it, I’m sure he can find an off world similarity to it. Only real alcohol in his place, so worries about synths.” She smiled and started to relax again. She wasn’t sure she was ready, herself, for a ‘who has more scars from what’ discussion. Her own body was striped with them to the point that when she wasn’t thinking clearly, it reminded her of lace draped on her back and hips. Having not sat down with Revna in a professional capacity yet, that was a conversation she wasn’t ready to have yet.

Lera
Engineer

Mardusk nodded at the mention of Mike. “He has mead. The real stuff. The knock-a-Klingon-on-their- backside kind. I send a case of it to Lord T’kor a few times a year.” and he laughed. “He uses it as an initiation right for new members of his crew.” and he chuckled again, forgetting that neither of the women probably knew who he was talking about.

Mardusk, CoS

Revna’s eyes lit up, “My sister said he had the good stuff. I’ll have to get Harry to get a bottle from Mike to keep for me. I’ll pay top price and then some for it. If he won’t let Harry have a bottle I’ll have to brave Mike’s bar to negotiate a bottle out of him.” It had been a long time since she’d had good mead. And though she didn’t look like it, Revna could drink it like no one’s business. “If he’s brave enough to use it as an initiation right, I might need to meet this Lord T’kor some time.” She took a sip of her Solo but of course it wasn’t what she wanted. “I may have to beg my Da and my uncle to ship some of theirs out here to us.”
Lt. Edman, Counselor

Lera took another bite of her dinner and laughed. “I’d love to see Mike and you discuss that. He’s easy going, but never tried to get a bottle out the door on him.” She watched Mar put away his food like it was a single sandwich and smiled slightly, shaking her head. The first time she’d seen him do it had impressed her. Now she wondered if half the time it wasn’t a snack to keep those around him from truly being uncomfortable.

“If I go to ask Mike about it, I’ll let you know Lera, and I’ll bring my sister along too. I think you’d like her. She’s…well she’s Runa.” Revna chuckles finishing off her dinner. She notices how often Lera glances at Mardusk and she keeps the soft smile to herself. Lera obviously felt a great deal for him and the feeling was mutual, and they were very comfortable together. That was a rare thing, and she hoped that the red tape of being a Star Fleet officer never got in their way.

Glancing back at Revna, she smiled. “So everything’s good here for you? Other than the Meade, of course. Getting settled in? Can get you anything you need for your office or quarters, if you want.”

Lera
Eng

“That’s a good question. On the Centurian we had a climbing wall. I would love something like that again, but nothing in the counseling center is big enough for that, unless it was traversed horizontally instead of vertically,” they can both see the wheels turning in her head over that one. “Physical activity is good for getting tension out so the brain can process and communicate. There’s probably one near the gym though. We actually had a few patients that did target practice during therapy.” She thinks about it. “Actually, Lera, I do have something I’d like for the pediatric office, and I should have enough credits to get it. A floor level trampoline. So that it’s even with the floor but an opening in the floor under it. Makes it safer in case they trip. Could you come by sometime and see if that would be possible?”

Lt. Edman, Counselor

Mardusk said “Money is no good here, L-T. Requisitions and paperwork is the currency of the ship. And trust me… you’d trade all the gold-pressed latinum in the galaxy to not have to file those things.” and he laughed. “And without them, Lera here may never have made such a spectacle of herself in my office. So it’s not all bad.” and he looked at Lera and grinned.

Mardusk, CoS

Revna shrugged, “Paperwork I can handle all day long, though I’d rather not. I may have an easier time begging my uncle to send me some then. I’ll just have to promise to visit very soon, cook him two meals while I’m there, and save him a dance. You might be right, might be easier than the paperwork.” She grinned looking from Mardusk to Lera, “Oh there’s a story. Am I going to get the details? If it won’t embarrass either of you.” Mardusk was pretty open and outgoing, and Lera seemed very shy or unsure of herself at times. She guessed that in this case, opposites attracted.

Finishing his drink, Nash handed the glass back to Harry and picked up his cigar from the ashtray… and the bottle of whiskey that Harry handed him. “Seeya Harry,” Nash told the bartender, “catch you around.” He walked for the door and looked over at Revna as he walked, nodding briefly with a smile her way to let her know he was leaving and saying bye. He tucked the bottle under one arm and took the lighter out of his pocket as the doors to the lounge slid closed behind him.

Lt Cmdr, Nash

She nodded to Nash as he left and turned back to the conversation, a grin on her face. He’d better be careful, that was twice in so many minutes he’d smiled. He was going to ruin his scary brooding bad boy reputation if he kept that up.

She finished her food as they talked, but the shot hadn’t worked to ease the tightness. She motioned to Harry, and when he came over she asked him for whisky on the rocks. When it came, she drank it slowly, hoping to let it ease the tension. She had a strict 2 shot/drink limit though. So if it didn’t get better, despite the good company and conversation, she’d have to go back to her quarters for her medication.
Lt. Edman, Counselor

Lera glared at Mardusk at the mention of their ‘meeting’. Shaking her head with an over exasperated sigh, she smiled. “Well, it seems I was being picked on as the ‘new guy’ in engineering and was given a stack of unfilled replication orders. One was for this humongous chair that, till now, I had figured was either a joke or something for an orgy.” She laughed. “I came into Security, hot as a phaser burn, wondering who was making such ridiculous requests. The poor Ensign behind the counter, to his credit, tried to warn me. But nnooooooo I had to make a joke about someone wanting something big enough for themselves and two or three slave girls. At which point, this voice behind me made some comment about making assumptions.”

Lera had to set her glass down to laugh. “You should have seen my face. I wish I had. I turned around about to blast some snot nosed Ensign or JG and here I am, nose to chest, with this guy,” she points to Mar. “I believe I said something not too lady like, and promptly fell on my backside.” She bit her lip as her cheeks reddened. “I can safely admit now, I have never been so embarrassed in my life. Needless to say, twice more I had to come back to his office that day. Once to put the chair there, and once to replace the console he slammed and busted while reading me the riot act on proper behavior. The first time, I figured he’d be gone halfway into second shift. Nope! Still there, lots more blushing, embarrassment and lip biting. When I went to install the console, waited till halfway into third shift. AND NOPE!” She shook her head and punched his arm. “This brute was still there. But joke’s on him now. He’s stuck with me.” She laughed and picked up her drink, smiling. “That’s what he gets.” She laughed once more and took a sip of her drink.

Lera
Engineer
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Mardusk chuckled a deep, throaty laugh. “Oh, if you want to see her face when she fell, I saved the vid feed. I show it to my team when they are having a bad day. Never fails to brighten a foul mood.” and he laughed again.

He looked at Lera and said “So I had my eval with the Counselor here earlier. You should get yours knocked out when you can.” The statement was off the cuff, but there was a subtle hint of concern in his voice that only Lera or someone very astute at listening would have been able to catch.

Mardusk, CoS