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Crew Lounge - A quiet drink (All welcome)

Posted Dec. 30, 2020, 9:18 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander T'Pria (Chief Engineer) (Sharon Miller)

Posted by Commander Ivo Černý (Executive Officer / Chief Science Officer) in Crew Lounge - A quiet drink (All welcome)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander T’Pria (Chief Engineer) in Crew Lounge - A quiet drink (All welcome)

Posted by Senior Chief Petty Officer Kohana Black Wolf (Helmsman) in Crew Lounge - A quiet drink (All welcome)
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The Vulcan had also noticed the newcomer and was slightly confused at his choice to take a separate table when there were several vacant seats around theirs.
“Are we Vulcans truly so intimidating, Mr Banner?” she called over, before turning back to Kohana and once again flashing that almost-smile.

  • Lt T’Pria (CE)

Hearing T’Pria from his left, Baner turned and replied,

“Excuse me, sir?”

Robert Banner

“She’s asking why you’re not sitting with her,” Ivo offered helpfully as he stood by the replicator, waiting for the program to finish running. “Somewhat obliquely, actually…”
… for a Vulcan, he stopped himself from actually saying aloud.

He was now somewhat curious about Banner’s answer, though he was more interested in T’Pria’s question.

– Ivo Cerny, XO/CSO

The Engineering Chief exchanged a glance with Cerny, her expression appearing to suggest that the same could be asked of him.

The Science Officer glanced right back. “Hey, I just got here,” he decided to say openly. Besides, his drink hadn’t even appeared yet. The lights on the front of the panel seemed to be blinking more than usual as they processed whatever program was on the tape he had fed into the machine.

Max approached the door to the lounge, and waited for them to open before entering. She was out of her nurse uniform and in a tank top, shorts and joggers, having just finished a workout in the gym. Her work out clothes were still in the colour of medical blue.

She went towards the replicator and waited for the others to get their orders before her own. She recognised the XO from his personnel file, and nodded to him,

“Commander Černý,” she said, smiling, while kicking herself, she just hoped she pronounced his name correctly, he’d be sure to correct her if she got it wrong, she was certain it wasn’t a court martial offence, but one never knew.

“Quite right, Nurse Church” he said approvingly. “Most people butcher my last name, but that’s because Czech is second only to English as the most ludicrous language from planet Earth.”

She saw the Vulcan, who she gathered was the Chief Engineer, T’Pria or something, she recalled, and then looked further around, not many others she could quite put a name to yet … give her time and they all would be known to her.

  • Nurse Church

The replicator finally gave a pleasant enough boooiiiiiinnnnggg and the door slid up on it, to reveal an old-fashioned small glass containing a small amount of golden brown liquid. Ivo took the glass in one hand, and the data tape from the slot in front of the machine in the other.

Kohana grinned and also caught Banner’s attention. He waved the navigator over and offered to play off of T’Pria’s own comments. “C’mon on over and have a seat Banner. Vulcan’s don’t bite, they’re vegetarians.”

SCPO Black Wolf (helm)

“Except for Sundays,” the Vulcan added before she could stay her tongue, although if her attempt at humour engendered any regrets then they were in no way betrayed by her impassive face.

  • Lt Commander T’Pria (CE)

Having interpreted T’Pria’s glance as an invitation, Ivo decided to sit next to her at the table right as the joke above was being told.

About to take a swallow of his drink, the helmsman choked on his drink at T’Pria’s comment. Wiping his face with a napkin and regaining his composure, he smiled and shook his finger at her. “Commander, you are casting a shadow over everything I’ve ever learned about Vulcan’s. For years I’ve tried to convince non-believers that Vulcans can be funny when they want to be. I understand that dry sense of humor, and it’s good on you.”

SCPO Black Wolf (Helm)

“Or any day that ends in ‘Y’” Max muttered quietly, but not so quietly that others nearby wouldn’t hear her.

  • Ens Church, Nurse

T’Pria arched one elegant eyebrow. “I daresay there are many more facets of Vulcan behaviour that might surprise you, Mr Wolf,” the engineering chief replied, “as there are for myself where humans are concerned. Our races are not too different at the core. Vulcans are simply inherently superior,” she concluded with, again, that flash of a wry smile to indicate that she was joking. Perhaps.

  • Lt Commander T’Pria (CE)

Wonder if she judges Th’elin’s race similarly… Ivo wondered while knowing not to say it. He held the glass up to his nose and sniffed it briefly, and seemed to ponder the smell for a few moments…

“Most of what I’ve learned about Vulcans was learned from a book,” Kohana began, “and I served with Vulcans, but most of them you hard to approach–stoic, rigid, very much lacking a sense of humor, and worst, making us poor humans feel inferior. But you, commander, you’re different. You’re. . . approachable. I’d like to learn about those other facets you mentioned, and I in return, would be happy teach you more about us ‘inferior’ humans.”

As he took a drink, his glass hid his green, but the mischief was obvious through his eyes.

SCPO Black Wolf (helm)/chief flight officer)

“Approachable?” T’Pria echoed, feigning a trace of mock-horror at the thought. “I assure you, that was not my intention.”

Then, her demeanour instantly snapping back into the serious countenance she was more accustomed to displaying, she added, “I have read no books on your people. But with every mission amongst you I learn something new and…fascinating. I would very much like to discover more about you, Mr Black Wolf. Beginning with the origins of your unique and, at the risk of sounding emotionally human, wonderfully poetic name.”

  • Lt Cmdr T’Pria (CE)

Maybe I arrived at this party slightly too late, Ivo thought as he finally took a sip from the glass. He didn’t want to intrude on a moment the two of them seemed to be having.

He swallowed the liquid a moment later, and seemed somewhat disappointed with whatever it was. It’s still off… but how?

– Ivo Cerny, XO/CSO

The XO’s reaction to his drink did not go unnoticed by the Chief Engineer.

“Is something wrong, Commander?” T’Pria enquired. “My team perform hourly maintenance checks on the glucose matrix, to supplement the automated diagnostics. Their idea,” she added with an air of amused curiosity bordering on disapproval. “They seem to consider the food processors second only to the warp core in terms of critical systems on this ship.”

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