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Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now

Posted Sept. 2, 2019, 4:28 p.m. by Lieutenant Michael Gould (Chief Engineer) (Sage Pennington)

Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now

Posted by Captain Sidney Parker (Commanding Officer) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now

Posted by Lieutenant Michael Gould (Chief Engineer) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now
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SNIP
Toro walked into the room, her black gown down to the floor with a splash of white across the shoulder. It was not very often that anyone saw the Italian Chief Intelligence officer out of uniform, much less in a dress. Her long dark hair was pulled back in a partial braid wrapped around the top of her head with the rest hanging in soft ringlet curls, her dark eyes took in everything , habits were hard to break.

CIO

Mirri tugged at the dress, it was definitely not like her to be in a gown of any kind. She sighed and stepped into the room and looked around and grabbed a glass of wine from the first waiter that came by. She never got used to these things, but they were a standard aboard the Olinski and they were often a fun thing to attend.

Helm

Kolar sipped his whiskey slowly. It was an enjoyable burn and he meant to savor it… slowly. Which served his purposes of not getting too out of hand. He smiled unconsciously, that would be something. Kolar getting out of hand at any time much less in front of the whole ship. It almost would be worth if for the expression he presumed would be on everyone’s faces.

OOC: Fixing my split

If the Captain was a good whistler and it was proper he would have done so seeing his CIO and Helmsmen walk in. It was easy to forget that these were not just crewmen and ones he had known for a long time but also beautiful women.

Parker CO

He scanned the room slightly as the Helm officer and the Intelligence officer entered almost together. It was as if someone simultaneously wrote them into the story. Now his smile was slightly larger but still unconscious. There were upsides to the Black and White Ball. Despite their discomfort, the members of the crew did look particularly attractive when they dressed up. Not that he, a superior officer, would notice.

Balfor Kolar CSO

While Ch’zaolrirh and Jason were talking a short slender woman in in slinky black evening gown walked over to them. “Hello there Commander, it is good to see you again. Who is your friend?” she asked in a quiet dreamy mezzosoprano voice that had a strange lilting quality to it.

Jason blushed at the unexpected familiarity but recovered quickly. “Maya! Hello there, good to see you again. Let me introduce you to Lieutenant Srothell Ch’zaolrirh, the Brian A. Olinski’s chief security officer. Thell, may I introduce Doctor Maya, M.D.”

“Hello there, Mister Ch’zaolrirh, pleased to meet you,” Maya greeted serenely. From a certain angle she seemed to be smiling. Doctor Maya was a slender Vulcan female of indeterminate age. She had allowed the rather severe haircut favored by most of her people to grow out a bit and now her pageboy haircut had grown enough to hide the pointed tips of her ears. Likewise, she had allowed her dark bangs to grow enough to hide the severe slant of her eyebrows. Her almost egg white skin indicated that her ancestors lived even closer to the poles of her home world than Jason Harn or Balfor Kolar, if such a thing was possible. Her hands seemed too large for her rather petite body. Large hazel eyes peered out from a long pallid face.

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“Doctor,” Kolar acknowledged the officer non-noncommittally. He wasn’t familiar with her, so her response to socialization might be unpredictable.

Jason Harn, temporarily adding another character with permission in order to make it easier to post every days and help equal out the male to female ration of the Black and White Ball.

OOC: That would be two too many characters for me, but go crazy.

The Captain continued to eat his meal but was paying attention to the Vulcan who had just came up. He was pretty sure she was a Vulcan but strangely on the friendly side. He sipped his whiskey, which he saw was a hit at the table. He let the warmth of it hit him.He knew that after the meal the orchestra setting would be joined by a band doing their best to copy a very old earth band called Maroon 5. He figured with enough drink and merriment he might even see a few crew get out there and dance. Heck he might even see if he would if opportunity knocked.

Parker CO

And opportunity knocked. “Hey there Sidney, long time no see,” a low yet feminine voice greeted wryly. Towering over Sidney was a tall lanky blonde woman with mischievous light brown eyes. “Of all the solar systems, in all the starbases, you come waltzing into mine,” Counselor Emma Ripley smirked. “I haven’t seem you since the Pakleds made a mockery during that conference at Babel One.”

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OOC: Here’s a character I briefly played aboard the USS Saracen before the website moved. She is a neglectful mother with a twelve year old daughter named Lacey. https://i.imgur.com/bytUN1P.gif?noredirect Lacey is no Wesley Crusher and is desperate for attention. Here is an image of Counselor Ripley in uniform: https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/3ae832bb-9041-4e66-8ca5-20c2dd1727a1/d8ew33l-7dbd49b1-40a3-4c7b-9b6c-79217e68d84f.jpg/v1/fill/w_1192,h_670,q_70,strp/sigourney_weaver_galaxy_quest_star_trek_by_gazomg_d8ew33l-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTA4MCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzNhZTgzMmJiLTkwNDEtNGU2Ni04Y2E1LTIwYzJkZDE3MjdhMVwvZDhldzMzbC03ZGJkNDliMS00MGEzLTRjN2ItOWI2Yy03OTIxN2U2OGQ4NGYuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTE5MjAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.gwJrNU319ARKekoUJPqevd3IuKPWu9JjHr1vNvCY7K4

Don’t worry this is the last ‘extra character’ I have for this scene. I just thought I’d add a few guests so that people’s PCs would have somebody to talk to. Sidney and Kenson have given me the thumbs up so let’s see how it goes.

R Smith playing Counselor Emma Ripley

Sid was rarely surprised but seeing Ripley, a person he had not seen in a very long time, did grab him back a bit. However he recovered quickly as he rose from his seat.

“Lovely as ever Counselor.” He replied with his best cool. “

“However what are you doing here. Are you assigned to the Olinski now?” He asked knowing full well she was not. He figured she was assigned to the Starbase or was here for training etc....

“Hardly,” Emma shrugged. “Lacy and I are transferring to the Galaxy. They have much better facilities for families than my last assignment.”

Ch’zaolrirh’s body stiffened up a bit at the sight of the Vulcan. Although the cold war between their peoples had come to an end nearly two hundred years ago, old rivalries died hard. As a child, the elders in his clan would spin tales about the on-going clandestine actions of various high profile Vulcan politicians within the federation. On some occasions, they would contemptuously refer to these individuals as the “Vulcan High Command,” a reference to the government that once tried to invade his home world.

Being the only Andorian aboard the Olinski, it had become easier for Ch’zaolrirh to set aside the stereotypes. He returned the greeting, “A pleasure to meet you Doctor.” Attempting to break the ice, he placed his free hand on the back of his head and grinned, “I suppose we would have met sooner, if I made time for all of the physicals Mr. Harn adds to my schedule.”

He glanced back at Jason, still with a smile, hoping that his joke wouldn’t be misinterpreted.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

Sure enough it was. “Is your work generally demanding Mister Ch’zaolrirh?” the little Vulcan asked him in perfect innocence. Maya looked at the Andorian with a blank, catlike stare.

Doctor Maya, AKA the “Uncanny Valley Girl”

Parker CO

“Speaking of transfers,” Emma continued as she glanced around the room. “I don’t see Thorne anywhere, all I see a bunch of new faces. Why don’t you introduce me to some of your new friends?”

Counselor Emma Ripley, transferring to the USS Galaxy

“Cmd Thorne was a couple of XO’s back I am afraid. We still have Kolar, Mirri, Trevor and Toro. So not everyone is gone.” He answered nicely. “Yourself. Things are good? Any new developments in the life of Ripley?”

“Lacy and I got transferred to the USS Saracen by accident,” Emma replied. “They didn’t have any facilities for families, and the skipper and I didn’t really get along. She was new to her command, you know the type,” she added as she leaned against the table set aside for the captain, the first officer, and the department heads. It was then that she noticed Michael, sitting by himself looking like the last one to be picked for the dance. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there,” she greeted as she turned to face. “Lieutenant Commander Emma Ripley, USS Galaxy.”

Michael took another sip of whiskey before standing up. He remembered why he didn’t miss functions like this. “Lt Michael Gould. I’m the Olinski’s CE.” He offered a hand.

-Michael Gould

Parker CO

Emma grinned mischievously at Sidney before taking Michael’s hand and kissing it. With the height difference, it made the role reversal even more comical.

Lieutenant Commander Emma Ripley, USS Galaxy

Michael had never met anyone he would describe as Amazonian in height before, nor was he likely to again. “What brings you to our post mission festivities Cmdr?” He asked.


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