Posted June 12, 2021, 8:25 p.m. by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) (Travis Good)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) in XO’s Quarters - An Invitation (Attn. Senior Staff)
T’Aria slipped into her quarters with an aura that whispered relief. She released a soft breath, allowing her gaze to waver against the sea of fabric that swayed at her approach. She lingered by her bed, taking a moment to consider the little world she’d created.Tapestries hung from her walls, adorned by crimsons and golds that depicted tales long forgotten. Accenting her floors, rugs of a similar design lay pristine and unblemished by her idle trampling. Her shelves, once barren and bleak, hosted an array of living plants. Some accompanied artefacts; others held company with small statues vaguely resembling ancient gods. Candles and the occasional pillow dotted her quarters, each a varying shade of red or gold. Though ostensibly random, everything had a place selected by diligence and care. It was a piece of T’Aria manifested into a niche, and that notion gave her an idea.
Settling at her desk, T’Aria turned to the computer terminal and typed up a quick invitation.
Senior Staff,
I understand we haven’t had the time to acquaint one another. Thus, it is my honour to invite you to an informal dinner in my quarters at 1830, this Saturday. Casual dress is welcome and appreciated. You are not required to bring and food or drink, but you may do so if desired. I look forward to seeing you all.
Live long and prosper,
T’Aria
Reading over the invitation, she furrowed her brow and sent it off. A week stood between them and the intended dinner, and T’Aria would do well to use it wisely. Starting with a trip to the galley for some much-needed menu advice.
— T’Aria, XO
OOC: Feel free to pop in with your character’s arrival. :D
Chris got the invitation and quickly deleted it. He didn’t want to get close to anyone again for fear of losing them. He then went back to work and after a bit of nagging in his own mind went to the trash bin of the computer and put the invitation back in primary. He decided to click the accept button. He knew he wasn’t going to change himself or his command structure. He will keep going on. That’s how you get over grief. Keep living.
He made his way to the XO’s quarters wearing blue jeans and his old medical Academy poloshirt. Pressing the chime he waited while holding an old bottle of Brandy.
Captain Chris Taggart CO
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