Posted Dec. 30, 2020, 2:50 p.m. by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) (Amber DeSadier)
Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in SB 157- Finally a Date
When things calmed down after the episode with the fungus, Dira found herself mentally inhaling and when she did a thought sat in her mind all but demanding her attention: she and Zoi had unfinished business. Now, it would have been quite easy to simply meet at one or the other’s quarters and simply finish what they had started but Dira truly enjoyed Zoi’s company and wanted to indulge that just a bit more and then let things go as they would.Booking one of the starbase’s holodecks, Myqian sent an invite for a night when they were both free. Of course things could come up but if this didn’t pan out the way she hoped Dira figured she’d at least have some lovely (and much needed) downtime.
The day of their impending date, Dira sent a little message to Zoi: ||Holodeck 3. 1800 hours. Wear something appropriate for the beach.||
Sitting on the soft sand, Dira lifted a handful of it, allowing it to flow through her fingertips. She looked out over a small cove, the fern like palm trees waving about in the gentle breeze from the far sides of the beach and from atop the nearby cliffs that formed the cove. Over top a two-piece gold bathing suit, she wore a long vibrant purple, black and green sun dress that became more sheer after it flowed past her knees and stopped at her ankles. A matching scarf was wrapped protectively around her dense curls.
Beside her was a mound of damp sand and an assortment of buckets, shovels, and tools, plus a set of brightly coloured sand molds that one might find in a child’s sand castle set.
Eyes closed and head tilted up towards the holographic sun, the telepath allowed self to drop her guard a bit and simply be.
Commander Myqian, XO
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