Posted Aug. 24, 2020, 10:42 p.m. by Captain Aaron Michaels (Commanding Officer) (Katy Darrah)
Posted by Commander Valentina Bellini (Executive Officer) in Side Sim: A party, of sorts
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Drake Burcham (Chief of Security) in Side Sim: A party, of sorts
Posted by Captain Aaron Michaels (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: A party, of sorts
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻Aaron paced the length of the lounge, occasionally stopping to add water balloons or glitter bombs in various places. He looked down at the tricorder in his hand, as it bleeped at him. Smiling, he said, “computer, initiate Party Music playlist.” As Splish Splash by Bobby Darin, a song from the later half of the 20th century, began to play through the speakers in the lounge.
He tapped his commbadge, =/\=”All hands, please come tot the lounge for a party.”=/\=
Aaron Michaels, CO
Byr entered the lounge hearing the strange music as his antennae twitched. He wasn’t sure what to think of the piece, but it was considered classical earthern music so he just shrugged. “Hello, captain… what’s the cause for the celebration?” he asked with curiosity.
Ensign Byrnarterro Ch’riaqer, Science
“We lived.” Aaron said, moving a chair over to the door and putting tape up to trap whoever was the next person to come through. “That should be reason enough!”
Aaron Michaels, CO
Lt. Burcham entered the lounge. He heard the song being played, and he chuckled a little bit. “A party, this should be cool.” He said as he took a seat.
LT. Burcham, CoSValentina wasn’t one for parties, as such. A given reason, like a small gathering after promotions, was one thing. But mingling wasn’t her strong suit. She actually arrived in civilian attire, a pair of deep blue leggings with a matching skirt attacked that was cut higher on the right side than the left, and a silver colored off the shoulder, sleeveless top that fit her in all the right places. Her hair was still up in the regulation braided coil from that morning. As she entered, she stopped to get a drink and looked for a table near the windows to put her back to space and watch those coming and going. Setting her PaDD in her lap, she casually started going back over the ship logs and personnel files she had been working on since the finish of their last escapade.
Commander Valentina Bellini
Executive Officer (XO)
As soon as he was done taping the door, Aaron hauled out a bucket of tribbles, and wet them up on a long table, with small, wide-mouthed cups of synthehol on one end, and began to toss tribbles at the cups. “Who wants to play tribble dunking?!”
Aaron Michaels, CO
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