Posted Nov. 3, 2020, 2:24 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Duvosa (Security Officer) (James Harrison)
Posted by Silke Fahl in Cross-over: The Likeable Hornet
Posted by Lindsay Bayes in Cross-over: The Likeable Hornet
Most days it was near impossible for Ghubari to go anonymously through her ship, with or without her uniform. Her very stature and the way she held herself made her stand out and usually that was a good thing.Most days.
Today though, on this free evening before she and Konral eventually left for R&R, Ghubari just wanted to disappear for awhile. There was just too much stuff going on on the Athena and she wanted some space to clear her head. Normally that would mean blocking off time where no one would disturb her and using her iboga to meditate. But her box sat in the drawer in her bedside table still and she had no inclination to touch it. Mshuri could wait.
Nondescript in black from head to toe (with her combadge just in case), Koraia walked off the ship with nothing more than a nod to the security posted at the airlock as per standard. She didn’t have a plan exactly, but she definitely wanted to find a place and sit and be someone other than Captain Koraia.
There were a few options, but it was the busyness and energy of bar-like place that drew her attention. Stepping into The Likeable Hornet, Ghubari sidled up to the bar and debated what she would order. All she knew was that it needed to be real and strong. Very strong.
Fl. Captain Koraia, Athena CO
Sitting close by at the bar was a tall Trill. Her long, dark purple hair was pulled back into a purposefully messy ponytail with a few strands falling into her face, partly hiding her spots and her heterochromatic eyes. She was clad in a pair of very short, black pants and a snugly fitting black top with spaghetti straps; both leaving not only the rest of her spots, but also the majority of her tattoos clearly visible. With her back and elbows resting on the bar behind her and her legs crossed at the knee, she watched everyone coming into the Likable Hornet from her bar stool. Immediately her gaze had fallen onto Ghubari and when the other woman walked over to the bar and clearly pondered what to order, Viyara slipped of her chair and walked the few steps over to her and leaned against the bar again. Without so much as a greeting, she said, “I can recommend the Aldeberan Whiskey. Though if you ask the right way the barkeep might find that they have some Romulan Ale as well.”
~Ensign Nazeen, Athena Sci JO
A woman seated two stools down to Nazeen’s right slowly turned around at the mention of Romulan Ale. Previously she had been seated with her head slightly down, framed by blonde hair cut into a short bob. As she turned to look at them, her arched eyebrows raised. “The whiskey is decent. Don’t bother with their version of Romulan Ale. I’ve tasted better dish water.” She held up her glass, full of a bright blue liquid. “This is some kind of drink called Hpnotiq.”
-Duvosa, Ogawa Sec
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