Sven Aune
Security & Tactical
[TI23]
Posts: 378 Likes: 23
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief of Security. Combat Engineer
Species: Human
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Post by Sven Aune on Sept 2, 2020 18:18:13 GMT
|Holodeck 1, Orient express || Sven Aune || Opal Peridot |Interactions: Opal -> Alac and Aryn
Sven -> Jem and Ryah and KovaOpal had been running a bit late. A sale for a exquisite and rare gem took longer than she expected. But she was excited to attend. To think, she was seeing a bit of Terran's history with this ancient locamotive. I guess above ground dwellers needed to find ways to transport themselves. She moved along, he horta body adorned with what would be considered high fashion for her kind. But her holographic visage wore a gatsby like inspired dress adorned with rhinestones. She cut through the steam and joined the rest of the group entering the train. She spotted the new owners, a paperback store. From what she understood, they were El-Aurian. "Ah, hello." she greeted with a kind voice. "I've been meaning to drop by and welcome you to our family of store owners! I am Opal Peridot, proprietor of the Shining Quartz."Sven on the other hand didn't know what to make of the screeming cat thing on his shoulders. It was, very furry. He nodded to Doug. They had only met a few times and all he knew of the man was that he was extremely eccentric. Jem had greeted him and he gave her a smile and nod. "Absolutely."Rayh was there, and she look, stunning! She spoke to him and he responded. "Evening. You look really amazing." just then he saw Kova. And to be frank he was shocked to see her. Though he had asked her to join, he was certain that she would find better things to do. He waved at her. Tags Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (soft)
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Sept 2, 2020 18:25:32 GMT
[Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]He and Leanna were interrupted by another arrival. Reddington's eyes slid over the newcomer, noting her slim-fitting black number, and the hard look she was throwing his way. But at least she was looking his way. "A friend of yours?" He asked Leanna, not quite ready to let her loose into the wild yet. In his own words, Benjamin J. Reddington might be a lecherous old fart, but he was certainly not stupid. He picked up on this new lady's cue and instead dipped into a gentlemanly bow. "I am Benjamin J. Reddington, II, at your service." He was pleased that Leanna was headed toward his table, and hoped his new acquaintance would do the same. "Join us, please! Perhaps later you would allow me the opportunity to try and turn that frown of yours upside down." He let that hang in the air for a moment, and then smiled benevolently at her, an expression at direct odds with his indecent flirtations. When he noticed a build-up of men in the queue, waiting to board, he quickly began to move them on. "All aboard! That's right sirs, oh madam, eating for two this evening are we? Thrilling! Ah! Our Chief Engineer! Now I know who to call on if the train breaks down! Har!" He did a double-take at the large kitty-cat. "Oh, how d'you do? Who let you out of the bag, eh? Marvelous, marvelous.""The beauty just keeps coming, you are all trying to send me to an early grave, I must say!" He stepped over to the young lady with the flowing, chestnut locks and the shiny black fetish-wear. "If it were my decision only, I'd give you all of tonight's awards. Might I learn your name?"A hydraulic hiss was followed by the train's loud whistle broke through the conversation in the carriage, signalling that they were about to be underway.
Tags: Leanna Mazal , Eliska Bremmer , Matthew Harmon (Chloe). Softs/mentions: Ozu Saya (Aryn, Ozu and Left Ear). All: Train is about to start moving! [ Left Ear to-Ennien] The person who seemed to be in charge had addressed her; but he whirled by so quickly, and Left Ear was too confused by what he'd said, there was no chance acknowledge him. Instead, she moved with the rest of the crowd to enter the boxy enclosure on the metal tracks. She found herself standing next to a blue-green person and another that had pointed ears. Left Ear knew that the pointed ears were a significant tell in how to interact with that being, but the other...she didn't think the human range extended to blue-green skin or antennae, but she didn't have enough experience to say for sure. Excuse me, she said politely, extending the tip of her tail toward Shavan as if she would shake hands with him. You're skin is a lovely color. I hope it's not too rude of me to ask, are you human? Also, do you know why he, her long tail jabbed toward Reddington, would suggest that I'd been let out of a bag? Her tone was young and curious. While Left Ear was considered an adult among her people, it didn't mean she knew very much yet or when to not ask questions.
Tag Shavan Th'zhaar Softy for Charlie Fox for Redd
[ Alec and Aryn Trenzal] Alec and Aryn Trenzal stood near Imahl Shahal, watching as guests arrived. As new business owners on the promenade of the Front Ear, they didn’t know many people yet. An actual print bookshop was a bit of a niche market, but the El-Aurian couple were adventurous. He was a doctor (many times over) and she a linguist (with a host of letters after her name), but they’d decided on this new venture together, in this (relatively) safe backwater. The reason was impossible to hide. Aryn wore a lovely evening gown that only bore a passing resemblance to the era in which the event was to occur, but the styles of the 1920s wouldn’t have worked with her physical condition. Her peach-colored dress gathered under her bust and draped, as gracefully as possible, to the floor, but did nothing to hide the fact that she was very, very pregnant. She wore flat shoes and held Alec’s tuxedo-clad arm for balance. His clothes were a replica of a tuxedo he’d actually worn in the 1920s on Earth. His bowtie was the only step away from the traditional black-tie; it was a deep blue. [Sir Dugris "Doug" Zaman, MBE, PhD, JD, MBA, PE, RA - Orient Express]For all his love of human mannerisms, titles, and history, Sir Doug was an El-Aurian. And so, naturally, when he sensed... several of his people, he made his way towards them. "This is PooDoo," Sir Doug briefly introduced his furry friend by name to Reddington, and then made his way over to what turned out to be two El-Aurians, and... two? more well on the way. There was also a Bajoran next to them... Shahal, was it? ... whom Sir Doug acknowledged with a nod. "Hello there. You strike me as El-Aurian," he greeted. "Sir Doug Zaman, at your service."At the sound of the train's whistle, PooDoo screamed again. "We should get on board. PooDoo's getting angsty!" he exclaimed.
Tag Ozu Saya , very light tag Charlie Fox (Redd) [ Alec and Aryn Trenzal, Imahl Shahal] Aryn was young enough to be forgiven for not immediately recognizing that there was another El-Aurian present. With all of the people and the excitement, the energy of the place was a bit confusing, especially for someone who'd met fewer than a handful of her own people in total. In fact, she was about to nearly match that number with her own children. Alec was certainly old enough to have noticed Sir Doug, but his attention was almost entirely on his wife and making sure all was well with her and the babies. Carrying for fourteen months was no joke; carrying triplets for that long was significantly more difficult. Alec would have been perfectly happy to stay in their quarters, but Aryn had insisted that it was important as new business owners that they make an appearance and begin to get to know their peers. Sir Doug, I've heard of you, Alec said. I'm Dr. Alec Trenzal.Aryn Trenzal, she supplied. We didn't realize there were any other El-Aurians on the station. I'm happy to meet you.The couple followed agreeably when Sir Doug suggested boarding the train, while Imahl rolled his eyes at the presence of the PooDoo. Honestly, what sane person brought a pet to a fancy dinner? His only acknowledgement of Sir Doug was a short nod and a, Zaman, as they entered the train. Before boarding, Aryn noted the rock-like being coming toward them and paused to acknowledge the Horta and holographic projection. Oh, I saw your shop. I'm looking forward to checking it out better after we're a little more settled.
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Sept 2, 2020 18:39:45 GMT
|Holodeck 1, Orient express || Sven Aune || Opal Peridot |Interactions: Opal -> Alac and Aryn
Sven -> Jem and Ryah and KovaOpal had been running a bit late. A sale for a exquisite and rare gem took longer than she expected. But she was excited to attend. To think, she was seeing a bit of Terran's history with this ancient locamotive. I guess above ground dwellers needed to find ways to transport themselves. She moved along, he horta body adorned with what would be considered high fashion for her kind. But her holographic visage wore a gatsby like inspired dress adorned with rhinestones. She cut through the steam and joined the rest of the group entering the train. She spotted the new owners, a paperback store. From what she understood, they were El-Aurian. "Ah, hello." she greeted with a kind voice. "I've been meaning to drop by and welcome you to our family of store owners! I am Opal Peridot, proprietor of the Shining Quartz."Sven on the other hand didn't know what to make of the screeming cat thing on his shoulders. It was, very furry. He nodded to Doug. They had only met a few times and all he knew of the man was that he was extremely eccentric. Jem had greeted him and he gave her a smile and nod. "Absolutely."Rayh was there, and she look, stunning! She spoke to him and he responded. "Evening. You look really amazing." just then he saw Kova. And to be frank he was shocked to see her. Though he had asked her to join, he was certain that she would find better things to do. He waved at her. Tags Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (soft) [ Melihn Ryah - Orient Express] Oh, thank you, Ryah said, blushing slightly at the compliment. She wasn't used to dressing up, and especially not in front of her subordinates. Being so short and unimposing, Ryah was usually careful to maintain a professional distance, but, well...that was going to change now. Do you mind if I join you? I have something I'd like to talk to you about, but I promise not to be a wet blanket. She smiled at Eliska as she said this, not wanting the young security officer to worry that there was some kind of trouble.
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Eliska Bremmer
Security & Tactical
[TI14]
Posts: 358 Likes: 7
Rank: Petty Officer 3rd Class
Position: Security
Species: Human
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Post by Eliska Bremmer on Sept 2, 2020 18:41:09 GMT
[ Miss Jem Sparkles & Leanna - Orient Express Platform] At the sound of a familiar voice, Lea immediately turned and smiled upon seeing Sven looking rather dashing in a Gothic style black suit. Although it appeared that Jem had another fan as he admitted that he didn't know that Jeffy was her plus one and greeted her Drag Queen uncle. " Hey Sven and yes, Miss Sparkles is my Uncle" she explained, before Jeffy intervened upon meeting Sven. " Ah Mr Aune, I presume, I've heard some great things about you and I do hope that we get chance to talk later" Jem replied, as Sir Doug and Poodoo caught her interest and she returned his greeting, before Leanna could get the chance to do so. " Good Evening to you" she said, keen to know the older man and his pet, until the arrival of Reddington, who was as charming as ever. Whether it was an act or simply his way, she wasn't sure but of course would be as courteous as always, especially with him being a fellow committee member. Leanna on the other hand wasn't sure what to make of this Reddington as he spoke to Jeffy before she found herself on the receiving end of his attention. Not sure what to say as he rendered her speechless by taking hold of her hand and kissing it. Becoming rooted to the spot as he continued to stare into her eyes and let his gaze linger, before enquiring if she was single until he finally let go. Luckily she was saved from answering as he spoke to Sven or so she thought before he returned his attention to her and gestured towards the VIP table he had indicated. " Sure, thank you"she managed to say, deciding that she needed to be polite because that's who she was, even if she silently cursed Jeffy for not stopping him. With no choice but to go to said table, Lea quickly realised why she had been singled out and wondered how long she could get away with being in his company until she found a way to escape. With all of this happening so quickly, she hadn't realised the presence of anyone else before she heard someone call out her name and stopped. She may not of been familiar with the other woman who had clearly come to her rescue but Lea appreciated it all the same as she answered Eliska. " Hey Eliska and that's completely understandable, we'll have to catch up this evening".[ Melihn Ryah] Ryah was on a mission. The dinner would be fun, sure, but she had a specific purpose; and it lay with the massive hulk of security officer who was ahead of her in the crowd. She could only see him because he was so damn tall - him and the red-headed husband of the chief engineer - otherwise, she’d be working blind. Her orangey-peach beaded and sequined dress swished as she walked, her high heels lending a little sway to her stride. She held a small, beaded clutch only because there was literally nowhere on the dress to carry anything. She finally reached her target and realized that one of her other security officers was accompanying Sven. Clearing her throat lightly, she said, Eliska, Sven. Glad to see you both. [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]He and Leanna were interrupted by another arrival. Reddington's eyes slid over the newcomer, noting her slim-fitting black number, and the hard look she was throwing his way. But at least she was looking his way. "A friend of yours?" He asked Leanna, not quite ready to let her loose into the wild yet. In his own words, Benjamin J. Reddington might be a lecherous old fart, but he was certainly not stupid. He picked up on this new lady's cue and instead dipped into a gentlemanly bow. "I am Benjamin J. Reddington, II, at your service." He was pleased that Leanna was headed toward his table, and hoped his new acquaintance would do the same. "Join us, please! Perhaps later you would allow me the opportunity to try and turn that frown of yours upside down." He let that hang in the air for a moment, and then smiled benevolently at her, an expression at direct odds with his indecent flirtations. When he noticed a build-up of men in the queue, waiting to board, he quickly began to move them on. "All aboard! That's right sirs, oh madam, eating for two this evening are we? Thrilling! Ah! Our Chief Engineer! Now I know who to call on if the train breaks down! Har!" He did a double-take at the large kitty-cat. "Oh, how d'you do? Who let you out of the bag, eh? Marvelous, marvelous.""The beauty just keeps coming, you are all trying to send me to an early grave, I must say!" He stepped over to the young lady with the flowing, chestnut locks and the shiny black fetish-wear. "If it were my decision only, I'd give you all of tonight's awards. Might I learn your name?"A hydraulic hiss was followed by the train's loud whistle broke through the conversation in the carriage, signalling that they were about to be underway. [ Cwm Eliska Bremmer - Orient Express ]Eliska knew the sort of look she was getting, and just the sort of kokot he was. He was eyeballing her like she was some piece of meat who'd become one more notch on his bedpost. She had no illusions, she was good-looking and she was used to being looked at. In fact, she even appreciated it, so long as it wasn't some overly overt lecherous staring. Part of her wanted to let that man know precisely what she had meant by 'maintaining her high-g physiology' right then and there, but that would hardly be civil. However, she would make her way to his table. "Why not," she replied with something resembling a smile, but had quite a bit in common with a predator baring its fangs. "And my name is Bremmer. Eliska Bremmer.With that said, and before she would had towards that table, if only to ensure the man would be well-aware of what the word 'no' would really mean, she patted Mister Aune on the arm. "All right, Boss, I'm going to head with our host here... if only to make sure he doesn't do something too stupid."And, now that she'd excused herself, she headed for that VIP table, sparing a glance to Chief Melinh as she walked past; now there was a woman no one in their right mind wanted to mess with all right; a crack-shot on her worst day, and if they had to tangle hand-to-hand, Bremmer herself wouldn't care to lay bets as to which of the would come out on top... So, crossing the short distance as the train started moving, she seated herself as gracefully as she could in that blasted dress she'd found herself wearing.
Tag Charlie FoxSoft tag Leanna Mazal, Matthew Harmon (Chloe), Ozu SayaExit tag Sven Aune
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Sven Aune
Security & Tactical
[TI23]
Posts: 378 Likes: 23
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief of Security. Combat Engineer
Species: Human
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Post by Sven Aune on Sept 2, 2020 18:57:10 GMT
|Holodeck 1, Orient express || Sven Aune || Opal Peridot |Interactions: Opal -> Alac and Aryn
Sven -> Jem and Ryah and KovaOpal had been running a bit late. A sale for a exquisite and rare gem took longer than she expected. But she was excited to attend. To think, she was seeing a bit of Terran's history with this ancient locamotive. I guess above ground dwellers needed to find ways to transport themselves. She moved along, he horta body adorned with what would be considered high fashion for her kind. But her holographic visage wore a gatsby like inspired dress adorned with rhinestones. She cut through the steam and joined the rest of the group entering the train. She spotted the new owners, a paperback store. From what she understood, they were El-Aurian. "Ah, hello." she greeted with a kind voice. "I've been meaning to drop by and welcome you to our family of store owners! I am Opal Peridot, proprietor of the Shining Quartz."Sven on the other hand didn't know what to make of the screeming cat thing on his shoulders. It was, very furry. He nodded to Doug. They had only met a few times and all he knew of the man was that he was extremely eccentric. Jem had greeted him and he gave her a smile and nod. "Absolutely."Rayh was there, and she look, stunning! She spoke to him and he responded. "Evening. You look really amazing." just then he saw Kova. And to be frank he was shocked to see her. Though he had asked her to join, he was certain that she would find better things to do. He waved at her. Tags Ozu Saya Kova Sh'qaleq (soft) [ Melihn Ryah - Orient Express] Oh, thank you, Ryah said, blushing slightly at the compliment. She wasn't used to dressing up, and especially not in front of her subordinates. Being so short and unimposing, Ryah was usually careful to maintain a professional distance, but, well...that was going to change now. Do you mind if I join you? I have something I'd like to talk to you about, but I promise not to be a wet blanket. She smiled at Eliska as she said this, not wanting the young security officer to worry that there was some kind of trouble.
Tag Sven Aune and Eliska Bremmer [ Miss Jem Sparkles & Leanna - Orient Express Platform] At the sound of a familiar voice, Lea immediately turned and smiled upon seeing Sven looking rather dashing in a Gothic style black suit. Although it appeared that Jem had another fan as he admitted that he didn't know that Jeffy was her plus one and greeted her Drag Queen uncle. " Hey Sven and yes, Miss Sparkles is my Uncle" she explained, before Jeffy intervened upon meeting Sven. " Ah Mr Aune, I presume, I've heard some great things about you and I do hope that we get chance to talk later" Jem replied, as Sir Doug and Poodoo caught her interest and she returned his greeting, before Leanna could get the chance to do so. " Good Evening to you" she said, keen to know the older man and his pet, until the arrival of Reddington, who was as charming as ever. Whether it was an act or simply his way, she wasn't sure but of course would be as courteous as always, especially with him being a fellow committee member. Leanna on the other hand wasn't sure what to make of this Reddington as he spoke to Jeffy before she found herself on the receiving end of his attention. Not sure what to say as he rendered her speechless by taking hold of her hand and kissing it. Becoming rooted to the spot as he continued to stare into her eyes and let his gaze linger, before enquiring if she was single until he finally let go. Luckily she was saved from answering as he spoke to Sven or so she thought before he returned his attention to her and gestured towards the VIP table he had indicated. " Sure, thank you"she managed to say, deciding that she needed to be polite because that's who she was, even if she silently cursed Jeffy for not stopping him. With no choice but to go to said table, Lea quickly realised why she had been singled out and wondered how long she could get away with being in his company until she found a way to escape. With all of this happening so quickly, she hadn't realised the presence of anyone else before she heard someone call out her name and stopped. She may not of been familiar with the other woman who had clearly come to her rescue but Lea appreciated it all the same as she answered Eliska. " Hey Eliska and that's completely understandable, we'll have to catch up this evening".[ Melihn Ryah] Ryah was on a mission. The dinner would be fun, sure, but she had a specific purpose; and it lay with the massive hulk of security officer who was ahead of her in the crowd. She could only see him because he was so damn tall - him and the red-headed husband of the chief engineer - otherwise, she’d be working blind. Her orangey-peach beaded and sequined dress swished as she walked, her high heels lending a little sway to her stride. She held a small, beaded clutch only because there was literally nowhere on the dress to carry anything. She finally reached her target and realized that one of her other security officers was accompanying Sven. Clearing her throat lightly, she said, Eliska, Sven. Glad to see you both. [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]He and Leanna were interrupted by another arrival. Reddington's eyes slid over the newcomer, noting her slim-fitting black number, and the hard look she was throwing his way. But at least she was looking his way. "A friend of yours?" He asked Leanna, not quite ready to let her loose into the wild yet. In his own words, Benjamin J. Reddington might be a lecherous old fart, but he was certainly not stupid. He picked up on this new lady's cue and instead dipped into a gentlemanly bow. "I am Benjamin J. Reddington, II, at your service." He was pleased that Leanna was headed toward his table, and hoped his new acquaintance would do the same. "Join us, please! Perhaps later you would allow me the opportunity to try and turn that frown of yours upside down." He let that hang in the air for a moment, and then smiled benevolently at her, an expression at direct odds with his indecent flirtations. When he noticed a build-up of men in the queue, waiting to board, he quickly began to move them on. "All aboard! That's right sirs, oh madam, eating for two this evening are we? Thrilling! Ah! Our Chief Engineer! Now I know who to call on if the train breaks down! Har!" He did a double-take at the large kitty-cat. "Oh, how d'you do? Who let you out of the bag, eh? Marvelous, marvelous.""The beauty just keeps coming, you are all trying to send me to an early grave, I must say!" He stepped over to the young lady with the flowing, chestnut locks and the shiny black fetish-wear. "If it were my decision only, I'd give you all of tonight's awards. Might I learn your name?"A hydraulic hiss was followed by the train's loud whistle broke through the conversation in the carriage, signalling that they were about to be underway. [ Cwm Eliska Bremmer - Orient Express ]Eliska knew the sort of look she was getting, and just the sort of kokot he was. He was eyeballing her like she was some piece of meat who'd become one more notch on his bedpost. She had no illusions, she was good-looking and she was used to being looked at. In fact, she even appreciated it, so long as it wasn't some overly overt lecherous staring. Part of her wanted to let that man know precisely what she had meant by 'maintaining her high-g physiology' right then and there, but that would hardly be civil. However, she would make her way to his table. "Why not," she replied with something resembling a smile, but had quite a bit in common with a predator baring its fangs. "And my name is Bremmer. Eliska Bremmer.With that said, and before she would had towards that table, if only to ensure the man would be well-aware of what the word 'no' would really mean, she patted Mister Aune on the arm. "All right, Boss, I'm going to head with our host here... if only to make sure he doesn't do something too stupid."And, now that she'd excused herself, she headed for that VIP table, sparing a glance to Chief Melinh as she walked past; now there was a woman no one in their right mind wanted to mess with all right; a crack-shot on her worst day, and if they had to tangle hand-to-hand, Bremmer herself wouldn't care to lay bets as to which of the would come out on top... So, crossing the short distance as the train started moving, she seated herself as gracefully as she could in that blasted dress she'd found herself wearing.
Tag Charlie Fox Soft tag Leanna Mazal , Matthew Harmon (Chloe), Ozu Saya Exit tag Sven Aune |Orient Express || Sven Aune |Seeing that Bremmer was on her way to join high society, or the slaughtering table, Sven wasn't too sure. But he did know this. He was now by himself. So much for the +1. He sighed and smiled at Ryah. "Looks like I'm all free. So, what's up?" he asked his boss in a pretty informal tone. He was, off duty, and so was she. And it was a party so might as well loosen up. He walked her over to a table, and pulled a chair out for her. Chiverly wasn't dead and he knew that she was more than capable of pulling out the chair for herself. But sometimes it's nice to be nice. He sat next to her. "Everything okay?"
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
Posts: 1,728 Likes: 32
Position: Civilian
Species: Betazoid
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Sept 2, 2020 19:03:23 GMT
[ Leanna - Orient Express] Having Eliska come to her aid was definitely a bonus for Leanna, however she should of known that she couldn't escape from Reddington that easily. That's when the Betazoid decided to just go with the flow and enjoy the attention, after all it had been a long time since anyone paid her any, if you didn't count well ... she didn't have to think about that. So as Benjamin asked if Eliska was a friend, Lea gave a knowing smile, before his attention wavered to her rescuer. Lea had to admit that he had serious flattery skills as they exchanged introductions, before he promised to change her opinion. Now that would be interesting to observe as Reddington returned to his MC duties and spoke with the new arrivals until Chloe caught his attention. He certainly had a way that was unlike anything she had experienced and as long as she had alcohol, food and good company then tonight was all about the fun and no responsibilities. Besides with Eliska by her side, well it would be interesting to see what trouble they could get into as she acknowledged Jack, Kova and others that she knew as Eliska spoke quickly with Sven. Quickly following Eliska towards the designated VIP table, Lea made it to her seat as the whistle went informing them that it was time to get underway. " Well that was interesting and I can see tonight being a lot of fun ... but first alcohol" she said in almost whisper as she grabbed two glasses of Champagne. Trying not to cringe as she handed one to Eliska when Jeffy did what Jem Sparkles did best by causing a stir as she moved through the crowd, singing loudly, before taking her seat at the committee table. " My Uncle, Drag Queen, Superstar and loves the attention".
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Shavan Th'zhaar
Science
[TI35]
Posts: 800 Likes: 19
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Assistant Chief of Science
Species: Orion/Andorian
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Sept 3, 2020 2:43:57 GMT
[Charlie Fox - Orient Express]"This particular train inspired an even more fascinating story of mystery and murder, which seemed to only add to its appeal," she said to the two, who she had somehow ended up beside following her swift escape from Terrence Bennett. She'd been enjoying the music when she'd overheard the exchange. "Apologies for interrupting. It's a favourite series of mine, and I'm trying to avoid my colleague."She picked up another glass of champagne from a passing waiter and took a less than ladylike sip. "Who did you two piss off to end up here?" [ Left Ear to-Ennien] The person who seemed to be in charge had addressed her; but he whirled by so quickly, and Left Ear was too confused by what he'd said, there was no chance acknowledge him. Instead, she moved with the rest of the crowd to enter the boxy enclosure on the metal tracks. She found herself standing next to a blue-green person and another that had pointed ears. Left Ear knew that the pointed ears were a significant tell in how to interact with that being, but the other...she didn't think the human range extended to blue-green skin or antennae, but she didn't have enough experience to say for sure. Excuse me, she said politely, extending the tip of her tail toward Shavan as if she would shake hands with him. You're skin is a lovely color. I hope it's not too rude of me to ask, are you human? Also, do you know why he, her long tail jabbed toward Reddington, would suggest that I'd been let out of a bag? Her tone was young and curious. While Left Ear was considered an adult among her people, it didn't mean she knew very much yet or when to not ask questions [ Shavan & T’Laara - Orient Express] “So I’ve heard. I agree, it’s an interesting tale.” T’Laara replied as a human woman approached them. Shavan grinned at her. “No apology needed.”
At her question Shavan laughed and shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. The universe in general, it seems.” He looked skyward and raised a glass in mock toast to this messed up universe. T’Laara answered a bit more literally. “I chose to come here. I thought it might be enjoyable. If I have pissed someone off, it is their own fault, as I have only just arrived and not behaved maliciously toward anyone.”Then they were unexpectedly joined by someone Shavan recognized as being Sivaoan. “Thanks. And no, I’m not human.” he answered flatly. That much was usually obvious. Due to being not human, and not speaking their language, he didn’t have an answer to the second question. But T’Laara supplied “There is a human phrase, let the cat out of the bag. I don’t know why.” She looked toward Charlie. And wondered if the alien would take offense to being compared to a cat. It was her first time seeing a Sivaoan. She tried not to stare. Tag Charlie Fox Ozu Saya
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Alex Graham
Flight Control
Posts: 37 Likes: 0
Rank: Crewman
Position: Flight control officer
Species: Human
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Post by Alex Graham on Sept 3, 2020 4:10:14 GMT
[Alex Graham-Orient Express] Alex was running a bit late he had to find the perfect suit to wear to such a formal dinner. After taking some time to look he found the perfect black suit to wear. He got dressed into the suit and grabbed his invitation so that he could join the rest of the group as he entered the train. This was going to be an interesting evening as things got started especially since he was by himself without a plus one. It was going to be good to know who the elite high society people were on the train as well as who the other people were. He grabbed a glass of champagne as he quietly made his way to the table. “Hello everyone you all look amazing.” Soft tag to all
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Kova Sh'qaleq
Civilian
Posts: 516 Likes: 34
Position: Security Consultant
Species: Andorian
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Post by Kova Sh'qaleq on Sept 3, 2020 4:26:34 GMT
[ Jack - Orient Express] Okay he was here to work and not only represent the Blue Beta but also Leanna, but that hadn't stopped Jack Murphy from being his usual charming self, especially when the ladies heard his Irish accent. He might not have the same level as smooth as Seamus but considering he was out of practice whilst raising seven kids on his own since his now ex wife had deserted them, he wasn't about to compete with his fellow Irishman. So here he was working the room carrying a tray filled with crystal champagne flutes, humming along to the music, enjoying the atmosphere, whilst being on his very best behaviour. That was until he spotted Kova, looking rather spectacular in orange and decided to approach the Andorian to offer her a drink like the good Barman that he was, whilst greeting those who had just arrived with a polite smile, the odd hello and of course handing them a flute at their request, before he finally reached Kova. " Hey there, would you like a drink?" he asked, hoping to get the opportunity to talk for a few moments. [ Kova Sh'qaleq - Orient Express] With each passing second, Kova was regretting more and more actually attending this function. Primarily, because she had yet to ascertain its purpose. Kova had yet to understand humans' fascination with the past and celebrating time periods that preceded them by centuries. Perhaps it was the naivete of such a young space-faring species. Her eyes continued to survey her surroundings. The most annoying thing thus far, was the yelling of whom she perceived to be their host. Did he believe they were all hard of hearing, or did he simply appreciate projecting his voice at annoyingly high decibels? It was a mystery that Kova hardly cared to entertain. Though, if she could find a sock, she'd gladly stuff it in the man's mouth. Kova then noticed her two superiors, managing to find one another. The only acknowledgement Kova had gained was a passing wave from Sven. That was it? She knew she shouldn't have been surprised. At every turn, it seemed that they took every opportunity that presented itself to remind Kova that she was an outsider, granted the privilege of looking in. Rolling her eyes as the pair sat at a table, all cozy with one another, Kova further surveyed the room. Her eyes fell upon a sight even more infuriating than that of her superiors cozying up to one another in a corner, possibly discussing how to further humiliate her. The sight even more frustrating than that was found in the company that Shavan had decided to keep this evening. There he was chatting up a Sivaoan as he slummed the evening away with a Vulcan. Clearly, he took no pride in his Andorian heritage. No, he'd rather give in to his base Orion urges and keep the company of anything with fair skin on two legs. It seemed like a timely interruption of the server moving about with a tray of champagne flutes. He asked if she would like one? Given the events of the evening thus far, he'd come out better simply giving her a bottle. "Is this synthehol?" she asked, hoping it was something with actual kick. Though, given the disregard that had been given to non-human species, she doubted that they were serving any real drinks for this evening. Was it really her fault if humans didn't know how to hold their liquor? Kova plucked a flute form the tray and downed it instantly. She then retrieved a second flute after replacing the first. "What is the significance of his constant prattling? Not even Ferengi talk that much."
Tag: Leanna Mazal (Jack) Soft Tag (mentions): Sven Aune , Ozu Saya (Ryah), Charlie Fox (Redd), Shavan Th'zhaar (& T'Laara)
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on Sept 3, 2020 4:52:32 GMT
[Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]He and Leanna were interrupted by another arrival. Reddington's eyes slid over the newcomer, noting her slim-fitting black number, and the hard look she was throwing his way. But at least she was looking his way. "A friend of yours?" He asked Leanna, not quite ready to let her loose into the wild yet. In his own words, Benjamin J. Reddington might be a lecherous old fart, but he was certainly not stupid. He picked up on this new lady's cue and instead dipped into a gentlemanly bow. "I am Benjamin J. Reddington, II, at your service." He was pleased that Leanna was headed toward his table, and hoped his new acquaintance would do the same. "Join us, please! Perhaps later you would allow me the opportunity to try and turn that frown of yours upside down." He let that hang in the air for a moment, and then smiled benevolently at her, an expression at direct odds with his indecent flirtations. When he noticed a build-up of men in the queue, waiting to board, he quickly began to move them on. "All aboard! That's right sirs, oh madam, eating for two this evening are we? Thrilling! Ah! Our Chief Engineer! Now I know who to call on if the train breaks down! Har!" He did a double-take at the large kitty-cat. "Oh, how d'you do? Who let you out of the bag, eh? Marvelous, marvelous.""The beauty just keeps coming, you are all trying to send me to an early grave, I must say!" He stepped over to the young lady with the flowing, chestnut locks and the shiny black fetish-wear. "If it were my decision only, I'd give you all of tonight's awards. Might I learn your name?"A hydraulic hiss was followed by the train's loud whistle broke through the conversation in the carriage, signalling that they were about to be underway. [Chloe Hudson - Orient Express]Chloe wasn't really used to these sorts of functions, she'd never really had the opportunities to attend such a high society type event. She did however enjoy doing new things and putting herself out there, often to the annoyance of her more withdrawn boss. Her dress choice it seemed was a little out of place, however she thought it would be fine. As she queued up to board she was a little impatient stuck at the back of the line, eager to get aboard and see what it looked like inside. The conductor, who she overhead introduce himself as Benjamin Reddington, fortunately started to quickly move the people along in front of her. When he got to her she noticed his lascivious attitude and wasn't too sure what to make of it. She usually enjoyed attention but this old man was perhaps heaping it on a little too thick. Nevertheless, she smiled determined to enjoy the night, "Chloe Hudson, a pleasure to meet you," she introduced herself. "I'm not so sure I've done much to win many awards, I'm just looking forward to a night away from the office," she smiled.
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Charlie Fox
Civilian
FOX NEWS
Posts: 730 Likes: 81
Position: Journalist
Species: A human of some kind
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Post by Charlie Fox on Sept 3, 2020 13:45:50 GMT
[ Left Ear to-Ennien] The person who seemed to be in charge had addressed her; but he whirled by so quickly, and Left Ear was too confused by what he'd said, there was no chance acknowledge him. Instead, she moved with the rest of the crowd to enter the boxy enclosure on the metal tracks. She found herself standing next to a blue-green person and another that had pointed ears. Left Ear knew that the pointed ears were a significant tell in how to interact with that being, but the other...she didn't think the human range extended to blue-green skin or antennae, but she didn't have enough experience to say for sure. Excuse me, she said politely, extending the tip of her tail toward Shavan as if she would shake hands with him. You're skin is a lovely color. I hope it's not too rude of me to ask, are you human? Also, do you know why he, her long tail jabbed toward Reddington, would suggest that I'd been let out of a bag? Her tone was young and curious. While Left Ear was considered an adult among her people, it didn't mean she knew very much yet or when to not ask questions. [ Shavan & T’Laara - Orient Express] “So I’ve heard. I agree, it’s an interesting tale.” T’Laara replied as a human woman approached them. Shavan grinned at her. “No apology needed.”
At her question Shavan laughed and shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. The universe in general, it seems.” He looked skyward and raised a glass in mock toast to this messed up universe. T’Laara answered a bit more literally. “I chose to come here. I thought it might be enjoyable. If I have pissed someone off, it is their own fault, as I have only just arrived and not behaved maliciously toward anyone.”Then they were unexpectedly joined by someone Shavan recognized as being Sivaoan. “Thanks. And no, I’m not human.” he answered flatly. That much was usually obvious. Due to being not human, and not speaking their language, he didn’t have an answer to the second question. But T’Laara supplied “There is a human phrase, let the cat out of the bag. I don’t know why.” She looked toward Charlie. And wondered if the alien would take offense to being compared to a cat. It was her first time seeing a Sivaoan. She tried not to stare. [Charlie Fox - Orient Express]Charlie was grinning broadly at the pair, deciding almost immediately that she found them both entertaining company, for different reasons. She was used to Vulcan impassivity, having spent some time on their planet, and presently enduring beneath Spil, her very logical editor. The only real interactions she'd had with Orions had been during her time on Torros III, and they'd taken their jobs very seriously. This one before her seemed somewhat more relaxed. "I'm Charlie," she said in introduction, the hand holding her champagne giving them a wave in casual in greeting. "I reckon I've pissed off the universe in general, too."She'd already thought their small, socialising group to be an interesting one, when the Sivaoan joined them and upped the ante in the mingle stakes. She watched the newcomer with curiosity, wondering if she could convince this one to sit down with her and give an interview. She'd been dying to do a piece on the peace-loving felinoids and how they were settling on a station occupied and ran by Starfleet. When the pompous Master of Ceremonies was mentioned, his peculiar patter in particular, Charlie's gaze moved toward him. "To 'let the cat out of the bag' is to reveal a secret. It's a colloquialism and it's been around for a long time, but I have no idea what its true origins are."She glanced from the Vulcan, who seemed just as interested in the Sivaoan as she was, to the cat-like butt of Reddington's joke. "I can find out more for you, if you'd like."When the whistle blew Charlie raised a brow, drained her glass and looked around expectantly for another. Might as well make the most of the free booze.
Tags: Shavan Th'zhaar and Ozu Saya (Left Ear) *** [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]"More names than I can shake a fist at!" The man exclaimed, as the barrage of introductions continued. The one that stood out, for all the wrong reasons, was of course the pet on one of the guest's shoulders. "Poo...doo? How jolly." Had Benjamin J. Reddington not been quite used to the eccentricities of the upper class families in New York, he might have considered the man's actions rude. But Benjamin J Reddington made no such judgements. After all, he'd brought worse guests to functions. "And Eliska. Elissssska," he dragged out the sound of her name, as though tasting it, relishing it. He might enjoy saying that name in different circumstances, in a different location. It was this Chloe Hudson though that seemed to have charmed him the most. His broad, jovial smile he'd plastered on his face for his duties lessened somewhat, but it didn't dim. Instead it shifted to something kinder. "Then we will have to make sure you enjoy this night off, Ms. Hudson." The young lady was as humble as she was pretty, and he found that delightful, though in a markedly contrasting manner to how he found Eliska Bremmer's perceived no-nonsense, bossy persona delightful. "If you need anything, just let Old Redd here know."A movement caught his eye - the signal that all who had RSVPed had arrived. With a nod at his assistant and a wink at Chloe Hudson, he stepped away from the entrance and raised his voice even further. "Ladies, gentlemen, all esteemed guests! Thank you all for coming to celebrate the success and growth of our beloved Promenade. Please, do take your seats when you are ready and peruse this exquisite menu that the Blue Beta has provided for us this evening. Someone will be along presently to mark your preferences. Once we are well and truly underway, we will begin the awards ceremony!"Reddington lowered his mic hand, signaled to the band to strike back up again, and wandered over to his table by way of a few more pretty ladies. The train whirled and with a judder and mass of steam they were moving.
Tags: Eliska Bremmer , Matthew Harmon (Chloe), ALL.
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Eliska Bremmer
Security & Tactical
[TI14]
Posts: 358 Likes: 7
Rank: Petty Officer 3rd Class
Position: Security
Species: Human
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Post by Eliska Bremmer on Sept 3, 2020 17:58:40 GMT
[ Leanna - Orient Express] Having Eliska come to her aid was definitely a bonus for Leanna, however she should of known that she couldn't escape from Reddington that easily. That's when the Betazoid decided to just go with the flow and enjoy the attention, after all it had been a long time since anyone paid her any, if you didn't count well ... she didn't have to think about that. So as Benjamin asked if Eliska was a friend, Lea gave a knowing smile, before his attention wavered to her rescuer. Lea had to admit that he had serious flattery skills as they exchanged introductions, before he promised to change her opinion. Now that would be interesting to observe as Reddington returned to his MC duties and spoke with the new arrivals until Chloe caught his attention. He certainly had a way that was unlike anything she had experienced and as long as she had alcohol, food and good company then tonight was all about the fun and no responsibilities. Besides with Eliska by her side, well it would be interesting to see what trouble they could get into as she acknowledged Jack, Kova and others that she knew as Eliska spoke quickly with Sven. Quickly following Eliska towards the designated VIP table, Lea made it to her seat as the whistle went informing them that it was time to get underway. " Well that was interesting and I can see tonight being a lot of fun ... but first alcohol" she said in almost whisper as she grabbed two glasses of Champagne. Trying not to cringe as she handed one to Eliska when Jeffy did what Jem Sparkles did best by causing a stir as she moved through the crowd, singing loudly, before taking her seat at the committee table. " My Uncle, Drag Queen, Superstar and loves the attention".[Chloe Hudson - Orient Express]Chloe wasn't really used to these sorts of functions, she'd never really had the opportunities to attend such a high society type event. She did however enjoy doing new things and putting herself out there, often to the annoyance of her more withdrawn boss. Her dress choice it seemed was a little out of place, however she thought it would be fine. As she queued up to board she was a little impatient stuck at the back of the line, eager to get aboard and see what it looked like inside. The conductor, who she overhead introduce himself as Benjamin Reddington, fortunately started to quickly move the people along in front of her. When he got to her she noticed his lascivious attitude and wasn't too sure what to make of it. She usually enjoyed attention but this old man was perhaps heaping it on a little too thick. Nevertheless, she smiled determined to enjoy the night, "Chloe Hudson, a pleasure to meet you," she introduced herself. "I'm not so sure I've done much to win many awards, I'm just looking forward to a night away from the office," she smiled. [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]"More names than I can shake a fist at!" The man exclaimed, as the barrage of introductions continued. The one that stood out, for all the wrong reasons, was of course the pet on one of the guest's shoulders. "Poo...doo? How jolly." Had Benjamin J. Reddington not been quite used to the eccentricities of the upper class families in New York, he might have considered the man's actions rude. But Benjamin J Reddington made no such judgements. After all, he'd brought worse guests to functions. "And Eliska. Elissssska," he dragged out the sound of her name, as though tasting it, relishing it. He might enjoy saying that name in different circumstances, in a different location. It was this Chloe Hudson though that seemed to have charmed him the most. His broad, jovial smile he'd plastered on his face for his duties lessened somewhat, but it didn't dim. Instead it shifted to something kinder. "Then we will have to make sure you enjoy this night off, Ms. Hudson." The young lady was as humble as she was pretty, and he found that delightful, though in a markedly contrasting manner to how he found Eliska Bremmer's perceived no-nonsense, bossy persona delightful. "If you need anything, just let Old Redd here know."A movement caught his eye - the signal that all who had RSVPed had arrived. With a nod at his assistant and a wink at Chloe Hudson, he stepped away from the entrance and raised his voice even further. "Ladies, gentlemen, all esteemed guests! Thank you all for coming to celebrate the success and growth of our beloved Promenade. Please, do take your seats when you are ready and peruse this exquisite menu that the Blue Beta has provided for us this evening. Someone will be along presently to mark your preferences. Once we are well and truly underway, we will begin the awards ceremony!"Reddington lowered his mic hand, signaled to the band to strike back up again, and wandered over to his table by way of a few more pretty ladies. The train whirled and with a judder and mass of steam they were moving. [ Cwm Eliska Bremmer - Orient Express ]First alcohol. That was a capital idea from the bartender. The host was seriously grating on his nerves, especially as he was savouring her name. Hell, she could practically feel him undressing her with his eyes. And if she would have to put up with him, she would definitely need something to help her stay on the level, and relax her enough. And a drink would be a good start. However, what she could see thus far was delicate, narrow stemmed glasses of a pale yellow wine that simply did not appeal to her. The powerful reds and beers of her homeland, the slovovice made from the harvests of her family's crops and and harvests, even a good grain vodka would do her well. Not that sweet-smelling bubbly wine. So, she found herself gesturing for one of the servers. "What do you have for beers available?""None, madam," the server replied. "Slivovice?" she then asked. "I don't know what that is," was the reply. "Vodka, then, grain, not potato?" At least that had garnered a positive response, and before long a glass, without a stem, and a small carafe of the chilled spirit were delivered, and the Crewman poured herself a glass... which turned out to be perfectly acceptable once she tasted it. Only then did she turn her attention back towards Leanna and grinned. "So, our host certainly doesn't make a secret that he's expecting one of us to go home with him tonight, does he?"
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Leanna Mazal
Civilian
Posts: 1,728 Likes: 32
Position: Civilian
Species: Betazoid
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Post by Leanna Mazal on Sept 3, 2020 18:27:41 GMT
[ Jack - Orient Express] It seemed as though Jack's instincts to approach Kova had been right as the Andorian looked as though she'd rather be anywhere else but here, especially as she didn't really engage with others apart from looking in their direction. Although when he was asked if the champagne was synthehol, that was something he could tell her immediately. " No it's the real thing and there's plenty more where that came from, unless you want something stronger" the Irishman replied, as she grabbed another glass. Jack had to admit that he was impressed by the way she knocked it back and wondered if she had any Irish blood flowing through those blue veins. When Kova then spoke about someone prattling and making a reference about a Ferengi's ability to talk, he had a shrewd idea of who she was referring too. " If you're referring to Redd, he's the host for this evening but you soon get used to him". ******************
[ Leanna - Orient Express] Lea was happy to receive a positive response from Eliska in regards to alcohol not surprising since Redd appeared to be smitten with the security officer, Although it seemed as though the Champagne may not cut it for the younger woman. Not that it was a bad thing as luckily there was plenty of other choices on offer as the Blue Beta didn't do anything by halves when catering such an prestigous event like this. Once she had managed to get something she liked from one of the holo servers, the Betazoid sat back and almost downed the glass of Champagne as said MC made an announcement, before the train began to move. So when Eliska then commented about how Redd was expecting one of them to go home with him after this, Leanna grinned as she replied. " That's what it looks like, although I must admit it's fun to have some attention, so it'll be interesting what happens" she admitted as she ordered something stronger, in the form of a large orange gin and lemon soda. " Although it looks like he's headed back this way" she added as she noticed Redd make his way over as her new drink arrived and picked up the menu, to peruse it ready for when her staff arrived to take the orders.
tag Kova Sh'qaleq from Jack, tag Eliska Bremmer soft tag Charlie Fox from Lea
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on Sept 3, 2020 18:43:48 GMT
[ Melihn Ryah - Orient Express] Oh, thank you, Ryah said, blushing slightly at the compliment. She wasn't used to dressing up, and especially not in front of her subordinates. Being so short and unimposing, Ryah was usually careful to maintain a professional distance, but, well...that was going to change now. Do you mind if I join you? I have something I'd like to talk to you about, but I promise not to be a wet blanket. She smiled at Eliska as she said this, not wanting the young security officer to worry that there was some kind of trouble.
Tag Sven Aune and Eliska Bremmer [ Cwm Eliska Bremmer - Orient Express ]Eliska knew the sort of look she was getting, and just the sort of kokot he was. He was eyeballing her like she was some piece of meat who'd become one more notch on his bedpost. She had no illusions, she was good-looking and she was used to being looked at. In fact, she even appreciated it, so long as it wasn't some overly overt lecherous staring. Part of her wanted to let that man know precisely what she had meant by 'maintaining her high-g physiology' right then and there, but that would hardly be civil. However, she would make her way to his table. "Why not," she replied with something resembling a smile, but had quite a bit in common with a predator baring its fangs. "And my name is Bremmer. Eliska Bremmer.With that said, and before she would had towards that table, if only to ensure the man would be well-aware of what the word 'no' would really mean, she patted Mister Aune on the arm. "All right, Boss, I'm going to head with our host here... if only to make sure he doesn't do something too stupid."And, now that she'd excused herself, she headed for that VIP table, sparing a glance to Chief Melinh as she walked past; now there was a woman no one in their right mind wanted to mess with all right; a crack-shot on her worst day, and if they had to tangle hand-to-hand, Bremmer herself wouldn't care to lay bets as to which of the would come out on top... So, crossing the short distance as the train started moving, she seated herself as gracefully as she could in that blasted dress she'd found herself wearing.
Tag Charlie Fox Soft tag Leanna Mazal , Matthew Harmon (Chloe), Ozu Saya Exit tag Sven Aune |Orient Express || Sven Aune |Seeing that Bremmer was on her way to join high society, or the slaughtering table, Sven wasn't too sure. But he did know this. He was now by himself. So much for the +1. He sighed and smiled at Ryah. "Looks like I'm all free. So, what's up?" he asked his boss in a pretty informal tone. He was, off duty, and so was she. And it was a party so might as well loosen up. He walked her over to a table, and pulled a chair out for her. Chiverly wasn't dead and he knew that she was more than capable of pulling out the chair for herself. But sometimes it's nice to be nice. He sat next to her. "Everything okay?"
Tag Ozu Saya[Charlie Fox - Orient Express]"This particular train inspired an even more fascinating story of mystery and murder, which seemed to only add to its appeal," she said to the two, who she had somehow ended up beside following her swift escape from Terrence Bennett. She'd been enjoying the music when she'd overheard the exchange. "Apologies for interrupting. It's a favourite series of mine, and I'm trying to avoid my colleague."She picked up another glass of champagne from a passing waiter and took a less than ladylike sip. "Who did you two piss off to end up here?" [ Left Ear to-Ennien] The person who seemed to be in charge had addressed her; but he whirled by so quickly, and Left Ear was too confused by what he'd said, there was no chance acknowledge him. Instead, she moved with the rest of the crowd to enter the boxy enclosure on the metal tracks. She found herself standing next to a blue-green person and another that had pointed ears. Left Ear knew that the pointed ears were a significant tell in how to interact with that being, but the other...she didn't think the human range extended to blue-green skin or antennae, but she didn't have enough experience to say for sure. Excuse me, she said politely, extending the tip of her tail toward Shavan as if she would shake hands with him. You're skin is a lovely color. I hope it's not too rude of me to ask, are you human? Also, do you know why he, her long tail jabbed toward Reddington, would suggest that I'd been let out of a bag? Her tone was young and curious. While Left Ear was considered an adult among her people, it didn't mean she knew very much yet or when to not ask questions [ Shavan & T’Laara - Orient Express] “So I’ve heard. I agree, it’s an interesting tale.” T’Laara replied as a human woman approached them. Shavan grinned at her. “No apology needed.”
At her question Shavan laughed and shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. The universe in general, it seems.” He looked skyward and raised a glass in mock toast to this messed up universe. T’Laara answered a bit more literally. “I chose to come here. I thought it might be enjoyable. If I have pissed someone off, it is their own fault, as I have only just arrived and not behaved maliciously toward anyone.”Then they were unexpectedly joined by someone Shavan recognized as being Sivaoan. “Thanks. And no, I’m not human.” he answered flatly. That much was usually obvious. Due to being not human, and not speaking their language, he didn’t have an answer to the second question. But T’Laara supplied “There is a human phrase, let the cat out of the bag. I don’t know why.” She looked toward Charlie. And wondered if the alien would take offense to being compared to a cat. It was her first time seeing a Sivaoan. She tried not to stare. Tag Charlie Fox Ozu Saya [ Left Ear to-Ennien] The person who seemed to be in charge had addressed her; but he whirled by so quickly, and Left Ear was too confused by what he'd said, there was no chance acknowledge him. Instead, she moved with the rest of the crowd to enter the boxy enclosure on the metal tracks. She found herself standing next to a blue-green person and another that had pointed ears. Left Ear knew that the pointed ears were a significant tell in how to interact with that being, but the other...she didn't think the human range extended to blue-green skin or antennae, but she didn't have enough experience to say for sure. Excuse me, she said politely, extending the tip of her tail toward Shavan as if she would shake hands with him. You're skin is a lovely color. I hope it's not too rude of me to ask, are you human? Also, do you know why he, her long tail jabbed toward Reddington, would suggest that I'd been let out of a bag? Her tone was young and curious. While Left Ear was considered an adult among her people, it didn't mean she knew very much yet or when to not ask questions. [ Shavan & T’Laara - Orient Express] “So I’ve heard. I agree, it’s an interesting tale.” T’Laara replied as a human woman approached them. Shavan grinned at her. “No apology needed.”
At her question Shavan laughed and shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. The universe in general, it seems.” He looked skyward and raised a glass in mock toast to this messed up universe. T’Laara answered a bit more literally. “I chose to come here. I thought it might be enjoyable. If I have pissed someone off, it is their own fault, as I have only just arrived and not behaved maliciously toward anyone.”Then they were unexpectedly joined by someone Shavan recognized as being Sivaoan. “Thanks. And no, I’m not human.” he answered flatly. That much was usually obvious. Due to being not human, and not speaking their language, he didn’t have an answer to the second question. But T’Laara supplied “There is a human phrase, let the cat out of the bag. I don’t know why.” She looked toward Charlie. And wondered if the alien would take offense to being compared to a cat. It was her first time seeing a Sivaoan. She tried not to stare. [Charlie Fox - Orient Express]Charlie was grinning broadly at the pair, deciding almost immediately that she found them both entertaining company, for different reasons. She was used to Vulcan impassivity, having spent some time on their planet, and presently enduring beneath Spil, her very logical editor. The only real interactions she'd had with Orions had been during her time on Torros III, and they'd taken their jobs very seriously. This one before her seemed somewhat more relaxed. "I'm Charlie," she said in introduction, the hand holding her champagne giving them a wave in casual in greeting. "I reckon I've pissed off the universe in general, too."She'd already thought their small, socialising group to be an interesting one, when the Sivaoan joined them and upped the ante in the mingle stakes. She watched the newcomer with curiosity, wondering if she could convince this one to sit down with her and give an interview. She'd been dying to do a piece on the peace-loving felinoids and how they were settling on a station occupied and ran by Starfleet. When the pompous Master of Ceremonies was mentioned, his peculiar patter in particular, Charlie's gaze moved toward him. "To 'let the cat out of the bag' is to reveal a secret. It's a colloquialism and it's been around for a long time, but I have no idea what its true origins are."She glanced from the Vulcan, who seemed just as interested in the Sivaoan as she was, to the cat-like butt of Reddington's joke. "I can find out more for you, if you'd like."When the whistle blew Charlie raised a brow, drained her glass and looked around expectantly for another. Might as well make the most of the free booze.
Tags: Shavan Th'zhaar and Ozu Saya (Left Ear) *** [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]"More names than I can shake a fist at!" The man exclaimed, as the barrage of introductions continued. The one that stood out, for all the wrong reasons, was of course the pet on one of the guest's shoulders. "Poo...doo? How jolly." Had Benjamin J. Reddington not been quite used to the eccentricities of the upper class families in New York, he might have considered the man's actions rude. But Benjamin J Reddington made no such judgements. After all, he'd brought worse guests to functions. "And Eliska. Elissssska," he dragged out the sound of her name, as though tasting it, relishing it. He might enjoy saying that name in different circumstances, in a different location. It was this Chloe Hudson though that seemed to have charmed him the most. His broad, jovial smile he'd plastered on his face for his duties lessened somewhat, but it didn't dim. Instead it shifted to something kinder. "Then we will have to make sure you enjoy this night off, Ms. Hudson." The young lady was as humble as she was pretty, and he found that delightful, though in a markedly contrasting manner to how he found Eliska Bremmer's perceived no-nonsense, bossy persona delightful. "If you need anything, just let Old Redd here know."A movement caught his eye - the signal that all who had RSVPed had arrived. With a nod at his assistant and a wink at Chloe Hudson, he stepped away from the entrance and raised his voice even further. "Ladies, gentlemen, all esteemed guests! Thank you all for coming to celebrate the success and growth of our beloved Promenade. Please, do take your seats when you are ready and peruse this exquisite menu that the Blue Beta has provided for us this evening. Someone will be along presently to mark your preferences. Once we are well and truly underway, we will begin the awards ceremony!"Reddington lowered his mic hand, signaled to the band to strike back up again, and wandered over to his table by way of a few more pretty ladies. The train whirled and with a judder and mass of steam they were moving.
Tags: Eliska Bremmer , Matthew Harmon (Chloe), ALL. [ Ozu Saya and all NPCs - Orient Express] Everyone moved aboard the train and found seats as the train got underway. [ Melihn Ryah] Ryah smiled and waved at Eliska the young woman headed off after the MC. Him she gave a bit of a hard look, but didn't see any real harm in him, at least not yet. Instead she went to a table with Sven and sat in the chair he pulled out for her. Everything is 100% fine, she assured him before setting her beaded handbag on the table and opening the clasp. She withdrew a small, black case, one that would likely look very familiar to the massive security officer. A grin crept across Ryah's face as she said, It is my duty to inform you that Starfleet has seen fit to add another pip to your collar, with a little recommendation from me, and has given you charge of security of this heap of slag. She slid the box over to Sven, thrilled to be able to pass the baton to someone so capable.
Tag Sven AuneLeft Ear to-Ennien] The Sivaoan's whiskers arched forward, then her fur rippled slightly as first Shavan, then Charlie, elucidated on the human phrase. I see, she said thoughtfully. And I am very sorry for the rude question, she added to Shavan. I am not familiar enough with the range of human norms to be certain of nearly anyone. Since there seem to be more humans than any other species on the station, I thought it was the safest guess.
I'm not sure why you'd want to put cats in bags in the first place, but the others have told me that some people, humans especially, find that we strongly resemble an animal on Earth. Who knows? Maybe in a few million years, those cats will evolve to be more like Sivaoans! Left Ear's tail looped into a corkscrew. So you are...Vulcan? she asked, curiously. Long ago, when Starfleet first came to Sivao, CaptainJamesTKirk told my people that touching Vulcans caused them distress and that the ears were a way to tell the difference.
I'm a healer, she said suddenly, hoping that naming her vocation would explain her intense curiosity about different species.
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Sven Aune
Security & Tactical
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Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief of Security. Combat Engineer
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Post by Sven Aune on Sept 3, 2020 21:34:13 GMT
|Orient Express || Sven Aune |Seeing that Bremmer was on her way to join high society, or the slaughtering table, Sven wasn't too sure. But he did know this. He was now by himself. So much for the +1. He sighed and smiled at Ryah. "Looks like I'm all free. So, what's up?" he asked his boss in a pretty informal tone. He was, off duty, and so was she. And it was a party so might as well loosen up. He walked her over to a table, and pulled a chair out for her. Chiverly wasn't dead and he knew that she was more than capable of pulling out the chair for herself. But sometimes it's nice to be nice. He sat next to her. "Everything okay?"
Tag Ozu Saya [ Shavan & T’Laara - Orient Express] “So I’ve heard. I agree, it’s an interesting tale.” T’Laara replied as a human woman approached them. Shavan grinned at her. “No apology needed.”
At her question Shavan laughed and shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. The universe in general, it seems.” He looked skyward and raised a glass in mock toast to this messed up universe. T’Laara answered a bit more literally. “I chose to come here. I thought it might be enjoyable. If I have pissed someone off, it is their own fault, as I have only just arrived and not behaved maliciously toward anyone.”Then they were unexpectedly joined by someone Shavan recognized as being Sivaoan. “Thanks. And no, I’m not human.” he answered flatly. That much was usually obvious. Due to being not human, and not speaking their language, he didn’t have an answer to the second question. But T’Laara supplied “There is a human phrase, let the cat out of the bag. I don’t know why.” She looked toward Charlie. And wondered if the alien would take offense to being compared to a cat. It was her first time seeing a Sivaoan. She tried not to stare. Tag Charlie Fox Ozu Saya [Charlie Fox - Orient Express]Charlie was grinning broadly at the pair, deciding almost immediately that she found them both entertaining company, for different reasons. She was used to Vulcan impassivity, having spent some time on their planet, and presently enduring beneath Spil, her very logical editor. The only real interactions she'd had with Orions had been during her time on Torros III, and they'd taken their jobs very seriously. This one before her seemed somewhat more relaxed. "I'm Charlie," she said in introduction, the hand holding her champagne giving them a wave in casual in greeting. "I reckon I've pissed off the universe in general, too."She'd already thought their small, socialising group to be an interesting one, when the Sivaoan joined them and upped the ante in the mingle stakes. She watched the newcomer with curiosity, wondering if she could convince this one to sit down with her and give an interview. She'd been dying to do a piece on the peace-loving felinoids and how they were settling on a station occupied and ran by Starfleet. When the pompous Master of Ceremonies was mentioned, his peculiar patter in particular, Charlie's gaze moved toward him. "To 'let the cat out of the bag' is to reveal a secret. It's a colloquialism and it's been around for a long time, but I have no idea what its true origins are."She glanced from the Vulcan, who seemed just as interested in the Sivaoan as she was, to the cat-like butt of Reddington's joke. "I can find out more for you, if you'd like."When the whistle blew Charlie raised a brow, drained her glass and looked around expectantly for another. Might as well make the most of the free booze.
Tags: Shavan Th'zhaar and Ozu Saya (Left Ear) *** [Benjamin J. "Redd" Reddington - Orient Express]"More names than I can shake a fist at!" The man exclaimed, as the barrage of introductions continued. The one that stood out, for all the wrong reasons, was of course the pet on one of the guest's shoulders. "Poo...doo? How jolly." Had Benjamin J. Reddington not been quite used to the eccentricities of the upper class families in New York, he might have considered the man's actions rude. But Benjamin J Reddington made no such judgements. After all, he'd brought worse guests to functions. "And Eliska. Elissssska," he dragged out the sound of her name, as though tasting it, relishing it. He might enjoy saying that name in different circumstances, in a different location. It was this Chloe Hudson though that seemed to have charmed him the most. His broad, jovial smile he'd plastered on his face for his duties lessened somewhat, but it didn't dim. Instead it shifted to something kinder. "Then we will have to make sure you enjoy this night off, Ms. Hudson." The young lady was as humble as she was pretty, and he found that delightful, though in a markedly contrasting manner to how he found Eliska Bremmer's perceived no-nonsense, bossy persona delightful. "If you need anything, just let Old Redd here know."A movement caught his eye - the signal that all who had RSVPed had arrived. With a nod at his assistant and a wink at Chloe Hudson, he stepped away from the entrance and raised his voice even further. "Ladies, gentlemen, all esteemed guests! Thank you all for coming to celebrate the success and growth of our beloved Promenade. Please, do take your seats when you are ready and peruse this exquisite menu that the Blue Beta has provided for us this evening. Someone will be along presently to mark your preferences. Once we are well and truly underway, we will begin the awards ceremony!"Reddington lowered his mic hand, signaled to the band to strike back up again, and wandered over to his table by way of a few more pretty ladies. The train whirled and with a judder and mass of steam they were moving.
Tags: Eliska Bremmer , Matthew Harmon (Chloe), ALL. [ Ozu Saya and all NPCs - Orient Express] Everyone moved aboard the train and found seats as the train got underway. [ Melihn Ryah] Ryah smiled and waved at Eliska the young woman headed off after the MC. Him she gave a bit of a hard look, but didn't see any real harm in him, at least not yet. Instead she went to a table with Sven and sat in the chair he pulled out for her. Everything is 100% fine, she assured him before setting her beaded handbag on the table and opening the clasp. She withdrew a small, black case, one that would likely look very familiar to the massive security officer. A grin crept across Ryah's face as she said, It is my duty to inform you that Starfleet has seen fit to add another pip to your collar, with a little recommendation from me, and has given you charge of security of this heap of slag. She slid the box over to Sven, thrilled to be able to pass the baton to someone so capable.
Tag Sven Aune Left Ear to-Ennien] The Sivaoan's whiskers arched forward, then her fur rippled slightly as first Shavan, then Charlie, elucidated on the human phrase. I see, she said thoughtfully. And I am very sorry for the rude question, she added to Shavan. I am not familiar enough with the range of human norms to be certain of nearly anyone. Since there seem to be more humans than any other species on the station, I thought it was the safest guess.
I'm not sure why you'd want to put cats in bags in the first place, but the others have told me that some people, humans especially, find that we strongly resemble an animal on Earth. Who knows? Maybe in a few million years, those cats will evolve to be more like Sivaoans! Left Ear's tail looped into a corkscrew. So you are...Vulcan? she asked, curiously. Long ago, when Starfleet first came to Sivao, CaptainJamesTKirk told my people that touching Vulcans caused them distress and that the ears were a way to tell the difference.
I'm a healer, she said suddenly, hoping that naming her vocation would explain her intense curiosity about different species.
Tag Charlie Fox and Shavan Th'zhaar |Orient Express || Sven Aune | Opal Peridot ||Sven gave the black box a long hard look. Was this for real? Was he really getting promoted? It was that, or Ryah was proposing to him, and he knew the latter wasn't really an option. He took the box with trembling hands, his heart beating hard in his chest. He opened it and saw an addition pip. He looked up at Ryah. "For real?" he didn't mean it to be backhanded or anything. He was taken by total surprise. But what she said next floored him. He was made chief of security? He gulped and found himself at a loss of words. "I... I don't know what to say."Years of hard work all culimated to this moment, and he couldn't think of a better place. An ancient and well decorated train. Ryah really was a gem and a dear. But this left him with a s inking feeling. "But what about you?" He was worried that she was leaving, "You're not leaving us are you?" Meanwhile Opal was mixing with some of the other people. Idle chit-chat about business, families, dreams and desires. All those good things. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. But then again, she was a people person and loved being around others. Tags Ozu Saya
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