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XO's Quarters - An Invitation (Attn. Everyone!)

Posted June 18, 2021, 3:54 p.m. by Lieutenant Symar (Chief Medical Officer) (Kieron Hoult)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Aria (XO / Navigation Officer) in XO’s Quarters - An Invitation (Attn. Everyone!)

Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in XO’s Quarters - An Invitation (Attn. Senior Staff)

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.


{Rank and Name],

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

OOC: Opening this to all crew, under the assumption she’s addressing senior staff + JOs involved in the mission.
IC:

The door hissed open to reveal a sinewy woman waiting calmly behind it. She stood adorned by casual robes tinged with varying shades of earthy greens. Her curly blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders in a loose, deceivingly relaxed fashion that couldn’t temper her tone.

“Captain,” T’Aria welcomed him with a soft frown, traces of sadness and masked compassion swimming through her eyes. “Thank you for coming,” she stepped aside and released a hand to gesture in, “please.. come in.”

— T’Aria

Pocketing a PADD with yet another medical write up on it, Lieutenant Symar straightened his evening robe and stood in the doorway behind Captain Taggart. When he stepped inside, he gave a small bow and had to concentrate hard to stop his eyes from moving up and down the blythe figure of the XO. He knew he was beginning to show early signs of his next Pon Farr and needed to meditate at every possible moment to balance his needs, “Commander.... it is… highly agreeable to see you this evening.”

-Lieutenant Symar: Chief Medical Officer-


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