Posted Nov. 18, 2020, 10:52 p.m. by Ensign Valkris MacLaren (Security Officer) (Janice B.)
Posted by Lieutenant Katherine Prescott (Wing Leader (Pilot)) in Black Sparrow - Dinner is served…
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Preston Longstreet (Chief of Security) in Black Sparrow - Dinner is served…
Posted by Civilian Michael Conrad (Black Sparrow CO) in Black Sparrow - Dinner is served…
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻SNIP
Katherine glanced around at the room. It had been tastefully cleaned up and reset for their company. She nodded to a few folks here and there as they came in. But her arm stayed on Michael’s for as long as she could get away with.
Besides him being handsome, it also let others know that she wasn’t just some strumpet along for the ride.
Katherine
Wing Ldr/ HostessThe Longstreets, as Apollonia was fond of joking, arrived at this time. Obviously Apollonia would gather attention. Longstreet lean and long would surveil the room.
Longstreet and Apollonia
((Giving it 24 hrs or so to see if anyone else wants to join the cruise… Meli))
One perk about society progression, gender roles melted away. Valkris didn’t have to wear a dress to formal occasions even if it was tradition. Not that she couldn’t fight in or expected to need to, but her mood dedicated her fashion sense. She didn’t feel like dealing with the self awareness.
She just finished tucking in some loose black pants into her boots then tied them off. On her torso was a forest green top that fell to her mid thigh and strapped to the middle with a decorative belt. Of course, the buckle itself could release into a blade in hers if needed. Personally, she preferred to leave it purely decorative for the rest of the evening.
With one last tousle of her curly short hair, she left it loose. It would do for now as she no better styles. Valkris let out a small sigh then exited her room to arrive at the event. For the most part, the half Klingon officer felt out of place. It was easier to observe the interactions and protect the guests than be one of them. At least, in her mind. It could’ve also been due to her nervousness over this whole thing.
–Ensign Valkris MacLaren, Sec
At that point, a man with dark hair, dark leather-like clothes, and green eyes made his way to Valkris without bringing too much attention to himself. Or at least, that was the goal. He quietly slid next to her and asked, “Looking for something in particular?”
-Dawson, Owner of Secret Securities
Meanwhile, Michael Conrad led the beauty on his arm to the side of the platform before stepping up to the center. The music faded to background noise as he spoke. “Greetings all, and welcome to the Black Sparrow. I’m your captain, Michael Conrad. We are underway here in the Oed system for the rest of the evening. Take time to enjoy yourselves here with our complimentary dinner. The bar is open. We will be spending several days traveling to different systems. We will have 3 stops, as many of you already know. You’ll be allowed to disembark and mingle with some of the tourist areas made available to us. My lovely assistant, Katherine is available to answer any questions, should you have any.”
He took a nearby cup and raised it. “So without further delay, enjoy the trip! We’ll be back at Oed V in five days.”
The band then picked up, and Conrad stepped down to the Rine. “Something tells me you may be hungry?”
-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO
Longstreet smiled and lifted his glass. He then downed it with one stroke. He was pretending to be the old earth southern gentlemen but the truth was he did not trust Conrad as far as he could accurately aim a phaser at him.
Apollonia on the other hand tipped her glass slight upward and took a sip. She smiled around the room. Basically looking for someone stupid enough to have brought valuables along and more importantly to make her next contact for that most precious of all treasures, intel.
Longstreet/Apollonia
Katherine laughed as Michael stepped down and offered her food. “You sure you are a Captain and not a diplomat? Or perhaps, like the great starships the Federation has, you are a bit of both.” She nodded, “I could eat. But only if you do. I’ll have more than enough time to nibble while you are jostling us around the system this week.” She offered her arm this time, with a smile.
“I have to admit, you do send your invites to everyone. I see folks from shop owners to mere officers. What do you hope to gain from excursions like this?” Her curiosity was piqued and she was sure this was more than a dog and pony show.
Katherine
Wing Ldr
Valkris had been distracted. Her mind lost in her thoughts and her body on automatic movements, she didn’t notice Dawson. The man slid in like a ghost and would’ve gone unnoticed until he spoke. She jerked then snapped her eyes to him. Her other hand had lowered to her belt as more of a reflex than an ill-intention. A small sigh escaped through her gritted teeth.
“No, I’m debating on if I should mingle or simply watch.”
Her peripheral vision noticed Conrad, the captain of the Black Sparrow, as he walk to a platform. She listened to his welcome speech echo throughout the room. It was a surprise to see him here as she looked to Dawson, a silent question about his intentions on her glance.
–Ensign Valkris MacLaren, Sec
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