Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Jan 10 20:55:53 2018 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:10:50) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN PARTY
(21:10:51) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN PARTY
(21:10:53) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN PARTY
(21:12:10) CO_CaptHarper: :: mingling through the crowd in a 1930s two-piece swimsuit, white with tropical flowers of various colors, and a white plumeria in her hair to match ::
(21:13:37) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Does not wear beach attire. Yet that suit he often wears to these sort of engagements, seems to make a lot more sense.::
(21:14:14) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: holding court in the hot tub, a mezcal in one hand and a cigar in the other ::
(21:14:45) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: in a light-blue gingham period-appropriate bathing suit and kitten heels, little white flowers strewn through the curls loosely piled atop her head, doing a little twirl along with the swing band as she works her way through the crowd to deposit her tray of rumballs at the bar ::
(21:14:50) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: powers down and steps out of the yellow Beech Staggerwing that he programmed into the simulation, and onto the beach. Closing the cockpit door behind him, he begins walking toward the house in a 1930's aviator suit. ::
(21:15:02) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: walks around in nothing at all, sniffing along the beachside. An engineer was clever enough to create scent emitters into the holodeck, and she's having a good time testing them out ::
(21:16:14) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: has settled on a simple dress, not knowing anything about this period of Earth's history, sitting awkwardly at the bar, musing on how she usually winds up here at these sorts of gatherings ::
(21:17:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is wearing a purple swimsuit with a sarong skirt; grabs a cocktail off of a tray at the bar, and moseys over to the hot-tub because why else would she be wearing a swimsuit to a party, dropping the sarong and stepping into the water::
(21:17:11) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: grins at Zaxiven as she leaves the tray, popping one of the confections in her mouth for courage before leaving her traditional treat behind ::
(21:17:39) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Hola, doctor. :: offers a smile and a nod as Tailor enters the hot tub ::
(21:18:12) CO_CaptHarper: :: winds up at the bar and is handed a margarita by Zaxiven :: Zax: Thank you!
(21:18:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: notices T'Lira and stops :: SCI: That's a lovely dress!
(21:18:23) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Hello, how are you? ::settles into the water, relaxing in the bubbles::
(21:18:38) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Plods over and sits at the bar, pulling out his pipe, and proceeding to cover a small area around himself in a cloud of smoke.::
(21:19:24) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Oh, I would have to say I am doing well, thank you. :: gestures around with the cigar :: All of this is superb. And you?
(21:19:28) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: is slightly startled out of her thoughts :: CSO: Thank you, Commander.
(21:19:51) CO_CaptHarper: :: sees the rumball tray next to Lexy and lights up as she reaches for one ::
(21:20:39) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: raises her voice to be heard over the spirited stylings of the band :: SCI: That music is great, huh? Oh, care for a rumball? :: smiles and gestures at the tray, belatedly noticing Kate behind her ::
(21:20:47) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles:: NAV: I'm doing well, thank you. Indeed, it's quite a luxurious setup..
(21:20:52) Zaxiven: :: has a shaker to his shoulder, shaking a drink for someone. He's wearing a period tux and has the champagne on ice, ready for the big moment. ::
(21:21:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: snags a rumball with a yoink ::
(21:21:56) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: It is indeed, and if I may say, you look lovely, doctor. :: flashes a charming smile ::
(21:22:05) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: accepts a rumball :: CSO: I am not familiar with the style of music, but it certainly seems... upbeat.
(21:23:46) CO_CaptHarper: :: pops the rumball in her mouth, having been looking forward to them, which reminds her of something, and she looks around for Kuari ::
(21:24:07) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: stops at a spot along the beach, sniffing, then starts to dig, throwing sand past her tail ::
(21:24:25) CO_CaptHarper: :: doesn't see her, so she grabs another rumball before they all vanish ::
(21:25:16) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Thank you. ::blushes slightly::
(21:25:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: SCI: It is indeed that! :: points over to people having a grand time in the dance floor :: Have fun, yeah? I'll catch up with you later.
(21:26:24) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: :: playfully swatting her hand away from the tray :: I saved some at home for you, you know!
(21:26:30) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: nods, but has no interest in joining... whatever it is those people are doing. It looks rather odd, that's for certain ::
(21:26:43) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Oh, you did? :: grins :: More for me, then!
(21:27:24) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Takes a drink, that seemed to appear, from the bar. He sipped at what turned out to be a fine Scotch whisky, tapping his cane gently to the music.::
(21:27:55) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: leans back in the water and follows a drink of the mezcal with a pull from the cigar :: CMO: The swimsuit brings out the hint of violet in your skin. Is that from Bolian ancestry?
(21:28:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sighs, then pauses for a moment before grabbing Kate's hand :: CO: Come with me for a minute, there's something I want to show you. :: moves toward the stairs, tugging on Kate's hand to get her to follow ::
(21:28:27) Zaxiven: :: also notes Wright's rumball tray as he keeps making new drinks, and gives her an eyebrow raise when she happens to turn her head toward him in conversation ::
(21:29:07) CO_CaptHarper: :: pops the rumball in her mouth as she's pulled away :: CSO: Alright. What is it?
(21:29:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: calls out to him :: Zaxiven: You know what to do with them! :: grins :: CO: You'll see, c'mon!
(21:30:14) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Actually, yes. It's been a few generations, but I do have a great.. great.. great ::counts on her fingers..:: grandmother. I'm surprised you noticed.
(21:30:57) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: finds nothing in the sand and, disappointed, leaves the beach and trots towards the house ::
(21:31:25) CO_CaptHarper: :: follows along, hurriedly greeting people as she passes :
(21:32:30) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: NAV: I have very sharp vision. I am sure you will come across it in my medical file. :: chuckles :: It is quite useful in the cockpit, though.
(21:32:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: leads Kate up the stairs ::
(21:33:17) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: notices all the unusual outfits people are wearing, but has been to enough period parties to not be too distracted by them. She spots Wolfe, grins, and falls into step alongside him :: Hello.
(21:33:58) Zaxiven: CSO: That I do! :: is able to escape making drinks for a moment, just long enough to walk down the bar to the tray, and pops a couple, while grabbing a couple bottles for his next drink ::
(21:34:36) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: arrives at the door of the house, which is open. He walks inside and up to the bar to get a drink. ::
(21:34:43) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Begins to wander around, the cloud trailing him like an aura. Nods at T'lira as he goes.:: SCI: Good day, lieutenant.
(21:34:43) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::sips her cocktail, some form of 1930s gin and somethingorother::
(21:35:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: feels a bit silly and breathless as she reaches the top of the stairs and makes for the balcony with the exquisite waterfall view :: CO: Right over here...
(21:35:35) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: Greeting, Lieutenant Ilaihr.
(21:36:00) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: notices Kuari at his side :: XO: Hello. :: is standing next to the rumball tray. He grabs one for himself and throws another into the air next to him over Kuari's head. ::
(21:36:37) CO_CaptHarper: :: follows along, then takes in the waterfall :: CSO: Is it the view? Yes, I imagined you would like it when I programmed it. I am happy that you do!
(21:38:34) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: tosses her head upwards and catches the rumball, her eyes lighting up :: Rumballs! :: looks around for Wright ::
(21:38:48) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: If you don't mind me asking, how did you end up in Starfleet, doctor? :: leans back against a jet and finishes the mezcal ::
(21:38:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: finds herself at a loss for words :: CO: Well... yes, it's beautiful. I thought... perhaps I could just share it with you for a few minutes at the end of this year. :: rather lamely, but gestures toward the railing ::
(21:38:52) Zaxiven: :: keeps making drinks for people, all the while setting up the bar in front of him to do a bartender stunt ::
(21:39:47) CO_CaptHarper: :: puts her hands on the railing and takes in the waterfall with a smile and a deep breath of the rather convincingly-scented air :: CSO: Yes, it is a nice place for a quiet moment with you.
(21:40:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stands next to her :: CO: I'm always impressed with the level of detail you put into these things.
(21:42:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: grips the railing and looks out over the waterfall
(21:42:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles..:: SCI: You should dance Lieutenant. It can be quite invigorating.
(21:43:42) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: I suppose that even a Risan of my upbringing has some of that desire to please, and the details make it that much better. I would not want to be a jama-na.
(21:43:51) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow :: ENG: Is that what they are doing? Fascinating. However, I must decline. I do not... dance.
(21:44:32) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: doesn't see Wright, but makes a mental note to thank her for the rumballs later. She looks at the platter, noting how many are left, and decides to politely decline from eating them all ::
(21:45:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles.:: SCI: My father found the Human's desire to dance, and throw novel, themed social gatherings to he quite perplexing. It seems Vulcans do not dance.
(21:45:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: You're almost never that. :: her serious expression breaks for a moment and she smiles affectionately ::
(21:46:29) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: I find their rituals to be rather... odd. They have no logical purpose and seem superfluous.
(21:46:37) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: My mother was in starfleet, she was an engineer on the space station I was born on. So I followed in her footsteps.. ::smiles::
(21:47:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: tilts her head to the side with a squinting grin :: CSO: I try. But... we should probably get back to the party, before we are missed.
(21:47:12) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: turns to the bar instead, watching Zaxiven do things ::
(21:47:46) Zaxiven: :: shakes out his hands, then begins a several-minute flair show, flipping bottles, tumblers, glassware and even the occasional rumball into the air and then usually to someone in the growing audience ::
(21:48:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: starts, thinking fast :: CO: What, already? I was hoping we could... talk more.
(21:48:42) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: They're social animals, that evolved from social animals. It strengthens the bonds that tie people.
(21:49:09) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Alright, I suppose that another few minutes of absence would not be terribly conspicuous.
(21:49:33) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: There are other ways to go about social gatherings that do not involve such... extremes.
(21:49:54) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Ah, a spacer? What made you choose the medical profession? :: gestures to a holographic waiter for another mezcal ::
(21:50:03) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: watches Zaxiven, sipping his gin and tonic. ::
(21:50:16) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: grins widely at Zaxiven's show, chirping in appreciation ::
(21:50:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: relaxes slightly :: CO: How are the rumballs?
(21:50:36) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Delicious, as always, love. They are always the star of the party!
(21:51:52) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: I brought them the first time to make friends, you know, but now I think people might riot if I didn't bring them!
(21:52:20) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: Indeed. They are a race of extremes. ::Chuckles.:: I find it quaint.
(21:52:41) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: I am not surprised that you do.
(21:52:43) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Quite likely! :: snickers ::
(21:52:49) Zaxiven: :: works through his show to set up a tumbler with rainbow shots, hiding just how careful he's being with the build as he continues sending paraphernalia flying. ::
(21:54:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: giggles, mind racing for things to say ::
(21:54:44) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Kuari would go on a rampage.
(21:55:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: genuinely laughs :: CO: I almost want to see that.
(21:55:21) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: But there was a point, where a communal dance was used to banish the gods and monsters of the blackest unknown of the night.
(21:55:37) CO_CaptHarper: :: joins in the laughter:: CSO: Quick! Get her some rumballs before she destroys everything!
(21:55:39) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: watches Zaxiven throw things around, her eyes attracted to all the movement ::
(21:55:57) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: Fascinating. I have not heard of such customs.
(21:56:10) Zaxiven: :: with the rainbow shots set, he takes a moment to juggle four bottles, before quickly bringing the shots tumbler up to the bar and beginning to pour, each of the seven glasses filling with a different-colored liquid. ::
(21:56:31) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: I've always found the inner workings of the body to be fascinating.. I used to ask questions of my mother that she couldn't answer, so she pointed me towards a doctor friend of hers, who encouraged my studies into medical..
(21:57:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: laughs harder :: CO: We'd have to use a Marine for tactical rumball delivery!
(21:57:37) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Perhaps a rumball gun, yes?
(21:58:06) Zaxiven: :: pushes the rainbow shots out for people to take as he takes a short breather. He spreads his arms and takes a bow. ::
(21:58:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: So your approach is more like an engineer, then? How does it work and how can I fix it?
(21:58:49) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: The Vulcans do not have demons, as I recall, from my time at Seleya and P'jem. A fact I always found fascinating.
(21:59:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: finds herself relaxing more as she giggles uncontrollably at the mental picture ::
(21:59:37) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: Considering that demons are an illogical construct, I should not believe it would be anything other than expected for us to not have such creatures.
(21:59:55) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: takes a red rainbow shot ::
(22:00:02) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Exactly. ::smiles:: And also why I enjoy surgery so much.
(22:00:20) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: gulps down the shot ::
(22:00:25) Zaxiven: XO: Careful with that, it's all Grenadine and really...
(22:00:39) CO_CaptHarper: :: leans back, still clasping the rail, as her laughter dies away ::
(22:00:40) Zaxiven: XO: ...sweet.
(22:01:09) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: There was a time before logic. The age of chaos and emotion.
(22:01:32) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Many doctors I have talked to seem to... gloss over that aspect of it. But we are all just intricate machines, in the end.
(22:01:34) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: trying to get a handle on her nervous giggling ::
(22:01:46) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: Yet still Vulcans did not fear the dark. ::Smiles.:: Unique.
(22:02:04) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: makes a face, sticks her tongue out, and wags it all over as she shakes her head at the shot's sweetness ::
(22:02:27) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: There has never been cause to fear the dark when one's planet is never truly dark, even at night.
(22:02:39) CO_CaptHarper: :: turns to look at Lexy, slightly expectantly since her mind is lingering on her party guests ::
(22:04:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Self: A tactical rumball gun... :: stifled giggles ::
(22:04:14) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods at Navarro, taking a sip of her drink:: NAV: Very true.
(22:05:19) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: receives his new mezcal from the holowaitstaff, and takes a drag off the cigar, exhaling slowly as he savors the smoke, careful to direct it away from fellow hottubbers ::
(22:05:23) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: I suppose so. ::Is tired on standing, and takes a seat next to T'lira.:: It has been many years since I visited Vulcan.
(22:05:27) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: puts the shotglass down, giving Zaxiven big eyes that ask, why did you do that? ::
(22:05:35) CO_CaptHarper: :: snickers :: CSO: We really should get back, love.
(22:06:14) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: Perhaps you could share your experiences sometime. I am afraid I have only visited my people's homeworld once.
(22:06:19) Zaxiven: XO: My apologies, Commander. Each glass has a different mix, as you can see. I meant to take the Grenadine before you could.
(22:06:32) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: We pilots tend to distrust doctors, you know. You seem to always find reasons that we can't fly. But that approach might make you more likely to be more interested in fixing it, I think, were I ever to require your services.
(22:06:47) Zaxiven: XO: Try the one next to it, it's much more balanced.
(22:07:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stops laughing :: CO: But...
(22:07:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: Really? Oh it's quite the planet.
(22:07:32) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Yes?
(22:07:34) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: accepts Zaxiven's explanation with a small smile and looks around the room ::
(22:07:54) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: after glancing around, looks back to Zaxiven :: May I have something chocolate? Not...too sweet.
(22:08:44) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: So I have heard.
(22:08:56) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: helplessly looks at Kate standing next to the door, struggling to formulate words ::
(22:09:17) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: If you're mind is attuned enough... you can feel this buzz... the beautiful order of logic bathing the whole planet.
(22:10:01) Zaxiven: :: is working behind the bar with twelve tumblers, and also setting up glasses on the bartop for something else. :: XO: Absolutely! :: He puts together a Talking Monkey, all the while still working on his next show ::
(22:10:11) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: It can level one's thought. Especially on Seleya.
(22:10:13) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Is something wrong, love? :: her smile droops into concern ::
(22:10:46) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: I was unaware that one could feel a physical sensation in regards to logic.
(22:11:51) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: N-No, it's just....
(22:12:50) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Our guests are waiting then. :: moves toward the door, eyes lingering on Lexy to see if she follows ::
(22:12:58) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: That's a good way to think of it. ::nods::
(22:13:09) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks around again, feeling the sense to watch over the crew and make sure they're having a good time since becoming executive officer
(22:13:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: It was one of the reasons I had to leave the monastery. ::Laughs.::
(22:13:45) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: That is most unusual.
(22:15:06) CO_CaptHarper: :: turns toward the door ::
(22:15:10) Zaxiven: :: has everything ready to go, so he stands on the bar with all the shakers stacked just perfectly, so that as he tilts the shakers, each one is pouring a drink into each of the glasses below. One Cosmo, a chocolotini, a gimlet, and so on down the line. In a moment, there are twenty different cocktails standing on the bar, in front of Zax who is also standing on the bar. ::
(22:15:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: frustrated at the crumbling of her plans, just hurriedly blurts it out :: CO: Marry me, Kate!
(22:15:29) CO_CaptHarper: :: stops in her tracks and turns, blinking ::
(22:16:03) CO_CaptHarper: :: quietly :: Lexy: What... what did you say?
(22:17:33) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Good to know, then. :: chuckles as he hits the cigar again, a languid several millimeters of ash hanging off it ::
(22:17:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: fishes out the golden band topped with a diamond that is secreted in her decolletage and kneels, reverently offering it to Kate :: CO: Would.. would you marry me? I can't imagine the rest of my life without you in it.
(22:18:07) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: watches the drinks get poured in a dramatic show, then looks up in surprise at Zaxiven standing on the bar ::
(22:18:13) CO_CaptHarper: :: stunned, mouth hanging open, as a rush of thoughts flood her mind ::
(22:18:39) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at her earnestly, anxiously ::
(22:19:17) Zaxiven: :: steps down to the bar to the floor behind. ::
(22:19:20) CO_CaptHarper: :: never imaged that she'd actually get married, since the institution exists among her people but is not as common as it is among humans, and actually incredulous that, after her tumultuous romantic history, someone is actually asking *her* to marry them ::
(22:19:58) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: After twenty years, I saw the world differently; my interpretation of Surak's teachings was incompatible.
(22:20:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: her smile and hope is starting to fade as seconds pass ::
(22:21:39) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: I do not see how it could be incompatible, many interpretations are accepted.
(22:22:22) CO_CaptHarper: :: is suddenly taken by an upwelling of emotion as her eyes moisten, blurring Lexy's reverent pose into translucent tableau as her joy gushes forth, spilling out into her emphatic response after what must have seemed like an eternity in a few seconds :: Lexy: Yes, Lexy! Yes, I will marry you!
(22:23:09) Zaxiven: :: puts the finishing touches on Kuari's drink and serves it to her. :: XO: There you go, Commander! :: gives her a Denobulan smile ::
(22:23:32) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: smiles and takes her drink, sipping at it and looking around ::
(22:26:16) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::looks over, seeing Lexy on one knee in front of Kate and Kate's response::
(22:26:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: Indeed. But there is a harmony to be struck, between logic and emotion.
(22:26:31) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: face lights up with radiant joy :: Kate: I knew... I knew that I wanted this so long ago, but I made you wait six months for my answer, so I made myself wait six months for this... My father was so happy that you would wear my mother's ring. :: reaches for Kate's left hand and carefully slides it on before standing up and embracing her ::
(22:27:33) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: I have often found that so, an implement such a harmony in how I raise my son. I cannot, after all, expect a Romulan child to behave as a Vulcan child would, the cultures are vastly different.
(22:28:36) CO_CaptHarper: :: squeezes Lexy to her, joyful tears making their way down her cheeks, but her playful side has to emerge, even now :: Lexy: So telling you to ask me again in six months would not have gone over well, no?
(22:29:12) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: looks up at the balcony to see what caught Tailor's attention :: Oh... Ohhhhhh.
(22:29:16) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: I would've done it. :: completely serious :: You're more than worth waiting for.
(22:29:46) CO_CaptHarper: :: closes her eyes and whispers :: Lexy: Thank you.
(22:30:11) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: I take it this is a long time coming.. ::smiles:: So sweet.
(22:30:50) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: They are. But they are also one and the same. The Star Empire was a remnant of what Vulcans once were... but there are some Romulans who walk the path of Surak now. ::Has a hopeful smile on his face.::
(22:30:52) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Although I am fairly new here, I could tell that was imminent. I'm so happy for them.
(22:31:25) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: nods :: ENG: Indeed there are. Perhaps, in time, more views on Surak's teachings, such as your own, will be more widely accepted.
(22:32:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: still occasionally looking down at Kate's hand in disbelief, nearly overcome with giddiness ::
(22:32:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: As am I..
(22:34:07) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: I wont be there to see it. But I forsee reunification one day. Two centuries; perhaps in your son's lifetime.
(22:34:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: eases up on her Lexy-hug a bit and leans back, wiping at her cheeks with a laugh :: My parents will be beside themselves in disbelief... I do not think they imagined I would ever get married. :: defers her own self-doubt onto them ::
(22:35:03) Zaxiven: :: fills the next tumbler with a high-proof bourbon and gets ready for his next round by lighting it on fire, before lowering the lighting around the bar. Soon, he is creatively pouring the burning liquid from tumbler to tumbler, mixing it thoroughly before pouring all of it into a tumbler full of ice, and then into glasses where varous people drink from them through straws ::
(22:36:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: grins at Kate :: Kate: About that.... I asked them months ago for their approval. They seemed happy...
(22:36:08) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: Romulus, was actually quite nice, when you could see it for what it really was.
(22:36:17) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks to what Zaxiven's doing again ::
(22:36:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: breaks out into laughter :: Lexy: You will have to tell me what my mother said!
(22:36:41) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: You have lived this long, I do not see why it could not happen in your lifetime, with the current state of the Republic.
(22:37:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: giggles and kisses Kate, feeling a bit head-floaty ::
(22:38:55) CO_CaptHarper: :: allows herself to lose herself in the kiss for a few moments, then realizes how long they have been gone, pulling back but keeping Lexy's hands in hers :: It is almost Earth New Year! We need to get back!
(22:40:05) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: looks away out of respect when they kiss, and places the cigar in the holder, the ash finally falling into the tray ::
(22:40:38) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: giggles again as she allows herself to be pulled along, this time from giddiness rather than nerves :: Kate: I'll follow my bride-to-be anywhere!
(22:41:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: There are no short cuts on the path, my dear. It took the Vulcans a century to fully embrace all the Kir'shara had to offer. They have made the first steps, but there is still a great distance to go.
(22:41:42) CO_CaptHarper: :: as she pulls Lexy through the door, the word hits and causes an involuntary smile, having not imagined herself as a bride since she was a little girl ::
(22:42:06) Zaxiven: :: continues making drinks for all, but notes the time and begins preparations to open the champagne and get it poured and sent out ::
(22:42:20) CO_CaptHarper: :: leads the way down the stairs, ensuring that her left hand and its shiny addition are conspicuously on display ::
(22:42:26) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow :: ENG: It only took us so long because the government at the time felt a need to ensure that its acceptance would not be smooth. However, much has changed since then.
(22:42:34) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::focuses back on the rest of the gathering, taking another sip of her drink::
(22:43:21) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> A chime sounds, and the walls of the house become translucent, offering a magnificent view of the starry sky.
(22:43:55) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gasps and looks around and then up when the house seemingly disappears ::
(22:43:59) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: eyes the house as it becomes clear ::
(22:44:20) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> Numbers, spelled out in fireworks, begin to light the sky, every five seconds.
(22:44:21) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks up at the chime, then notices the walls disappearing ::
(22:44:30) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> BOOM! 30!
(22:44:47) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: looks up at the sky, fascinated at the display ::
(22:44:50) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> BOOM! 10!
(22:44:54) Zaxiven: :: has all the bottles poured and is sending them out
(22:45:00) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SCI: And like the Reformation government, the Republic is new. Much to learn about themselves.
(22:45:01) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> BOOM! 2397 paints the sky!
(22:45:26) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: sets her drink down, hurrying to a spot with a better view, but stops short and grabs her drink to take with her ::
(22:45:29) SCI_LCdr_TLira: ENG: Indeed... :: looks up once more :: What a fascinating ritual.
(22:45:33) CO_CaptHarper: :: kisses Lexy at the stroke of the new year ::
(22:45:34) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: snatches Kate to her for their now-traditional new year kiss ::
(22:45:39) Zaxiven: :: after the last glass is gone, he takes a glass for himself, takes a sip as the clock ticks over, and looks up to see the sky ::
(22:45:58) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> Holographic Benny Goodman walks out onto the stage, and after a moment, breaks into "Sing, Sing, Sing".
(22:46:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: All, exuberantly: Happy New Year!!!
(22:46:34) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Looks up at the fireworks.:: SCI: And here... Humans celebrate the unknown of the future.
(22:46:37) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: raises his glass toward Tailor for a clink :: CMO: Happy New Year, doctor.
(22:46:59) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is the happiest she remembers being in some time, grinning like mad ::
(22:47:03) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: swallows her drink and begins making a lot of noise as the new year begins, boucing around ::
(22:47:27) CO_CaptHarper: :: still distracted by Lexy, then is brought out of it by Lexy's proclaimation to all, and turns toward the party :: All: Happy New Year, Atlantis!
(22:47:34) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Raises his glass.:: SCI: To the arrow of time.
(22:47:54) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: raises his glass along with everyone else ::
(22:47:58) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: belatedly realizes she doesn't have a glass, so simply nods :: ENG: Indeed.
(22:47:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::raises her glass and clinks it with Navarro's:: NAV: Happy New Year.
(22:48:02) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: turns to Harper's announcement and makes more noise ::
(22:49:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: tries to remember swing-dancing steps and looks toward the dance floor ::
(22:50:04) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: Would you care to dance?
(22:51:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: I don't think I can *not* dance. :: takes Kate to the dancefloor ::
(22:52:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: taken to the dancefloor, and manages to figure out the energetic dance ::
(22:52:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: tries to lead, is too happy to do anything but giggle when she screws up, especially when she can feel that ring under her own fingers ::
(22:54:02) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: moves to the dance floor and carefully watches Harper and Wright dancing, then does her best to emulate it ::
(22:54:27) Zaxiven: :: continues his flair to the music ::
(22:54:29) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: nods in approval as the newly-affianced couple takes the dancefloor, and hopes that he can find a place in this family of a crew ::
(22:54:34) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: You all never cease to amaze me. ::Chuckles to himself, before vanishing like a wisp.::
(22:54:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: does not, and would never dance. ::
(22:55:24) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is fine where she is, doesn't want to make the dance floor soggy::
(22:56:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: Sehlat. Would you care to play horseshoes?
(22:57:22) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: looks over, confused :: Suzuki: What are horseshoes?
(22:57:25) CO_CaptHarper: :: grins stupidly with glee as she's spun around by Lexy ::
(22:59:15) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Forgive my rudeness in not asking you to dance, doctor, but we are not, shall I say, suited it for it right now. :: chuckles ::
(22:59:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: It is an old Earth game of skill and accuracy. The object appears to be getting the concave part of a u-shaped piece of metal around a metal pole, but they must be thrown from a distance.
(22:59:48) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::chuckles:: NAV: That's not a problem. I'm not much of a dancer.
(23:00:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: totally dancing in a bathing suit, doesn't care ::
(23:00:28) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: With enough drink, that has never mattered.
(23:01:05) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: dances, dances, a new year is something to celebrate! ::
(23:01:08) CO_CaptHarper: :: ditto, but they were both dry, at least ::
(23:01:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::laughs:: NAV: Yeah, I can see that..
(23:01:20) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow :: Suzuki: That is simply a matter of physics, not necessarily skill.
(23:01:40) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: with the new year having come, gets up and walks outside ::
(23:02:36) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: The same could be said about flying a Mustang, but I don't believe either to be entirely accurate.
(23:02:45) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Seemingly appears the other side of the bar, enigmatic as always; staring up at the stars.::
(23:02:46) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: takes one final pull from his celebratory cigar, which has been reduced to a fraction of its former size, and places it in the ashtray to die gracefully ::
(23:03:50) SCI_LCdr_TLira: Suzuki: Would it not? Skill is simply a description for how well one can calculate and measure their surroundings to achieve their goal. :: is utterly confused by humans at this point, so contradictory ::
(23:03:52) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: feeling very bold tonight :: Kate: I wonder if Ilaihr dances?
(23:04:33) CO_CaptHarper: :: grins :: Lexy: I would pay to see it, if we used money. Ask him!
(23:05:01) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: Sehlat, if it were merely skill and nothing more, then everyone would do it. The same with phaser accuracy, or... many things. You disagree?
(23:05:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: Okay. :: grins back and gives her a quick kiss before releasing her and crossing the bar, pausing for a rumball ::
(23:05:50) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: So you do not dance, but what do you do for fun?
(23:06:20) SCI_LCdr_TLira: Suzuki: Skill is not innate in every individual, and not all individuals show a natural talent or inclination towards certain fields.
(23:06:33) CO_CaptHarper: :: dances by herself as Lexy departs, making her way by Kuari, showing her the ring :: XO: She proposed!
(23:06:59) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: stops dancing :: CO: What?
(23:08:09) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Lexy and I getting married! :: beaming ::
(23:08:32) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Maps the stars in the sky, smiling to himself.::
(23:08:33) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: summons another drink, but cuts back to plain tequila ::
(23:08:51) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: grins :: Congratulations! :: glomps Harper ::
(23:08:54) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: So there are no games of skill in your culture. No competitive contests.
(23:09:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sidles up to Ilaihr :: ENG: So. Do you dance?
(23:09:12) CO_CaptHarper: :: glomped by a Rucara, laughs joyfully ::
(23:09:31) SCI_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow :: Suzuki: I am Vulcan. Needless to say, competitive contests are illogical.
(23:10:33) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: lets Harper stand on her own feet and beams ::
(23:11:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> SCI: Perhaps exploring the illogical could yield interesting knowledge.
(23:11:46) CO_CaptHarper: :: starts dancing again once she can stand, the music infectuous since she is on cloud ten ::
(23:12:20) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: dances next to Harper ::
(23:12:29) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: shrugs as she receives a non-response, and goes off to join the game of horseshoes ::
(23:12:53) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: On this dated skyline, you can see the Romuluan star. ::Points up.:: And Breen. ::Points again.:: And Andoria. ::Points a third time.::
(23:13:08) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: notes Suzuki walking away from their CAG, looking nonplussed, and smirks ::
(23:13:20) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Shakes himself out of his reverie.:: CSO: It has been many years.
(23:14:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up where he's pointing, then back at him :: ENG: Well, I asked her to marry me, and she said yes, and I need to dance, I'd love for you to join me. :: beams at him ::
(23:14:46) CO_CaptHarper: XO: I trust that you found this year's rumballs?
(23:15:03) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CO: I did! They're just as good as always!
(23:15:56) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: takes the elderly man's hand and gently, playfully, tugs him toward the dance floor ::
(23:15:57) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Mmmhmmm. Do Rucara have any special New Year traditions?
(23:16:48) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: I've got a couple of holonovels I like to play in, or sometimes I go hit the tennis courts with friends. I also have a horseback riding program that I enjoy.
(23:16:55) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CO: No, not really. I like it, though!
(23:17:29) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Any excuse for a good party, yes? :: grins ::
(23:17:49) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CSO: Congratulations, my dear. ::Sounds reserved, like he had been waiting for her to say it.::
(23:18:38) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: nods with interest :: CMO: I hear the Captain is quite the tennis player; perhaps you should challenge her to a match. But horses? I grew up riding horses in Spain.
(23:18:38) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Holds out his hand.::
(23:19:05) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Yes, yes, thank you for waiting, you sneaky old telepath. :: grins and takes his hand with a bobbed curtsy ::
(23:20:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Who was reading minds? ::Grins slyly, resting his cane against a banister.::
(23:21:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Oh, of course, you would *never*. :: giddiness has her MUCH more relaxed than usual as they move across the room ::
(23:21:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: sees Lexy and Ilaihr making their way to the dance floor ::
(23:22:56) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Telepathy is like a sword. You must know when to use it... I am happy for you, my dear girl.
(23:23:02) Zaxiven: :: continues his drink making, not at all tuckered out from his earlier performances ::
(23:23:14) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: grins back at Harper :: CO: Yes, it is!
(23:23:32) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: follows Harper's line of sight ::
(23:23:38) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Maybe I'll take her up on that ::grins:: My grandparents on earth were the ones with horses. We lived with them for a few years when I was a teenager.
(23:24:11) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: It is quite a way to grow up, is it not?
(23:24:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Starts to slowly waltz Wright.::
(23:25:28) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Well I will be damned. :: at the sight of Ilaihr on the dance floor ::
(23:25:29) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Thank you, my friend, I'm happy too. :: steps fluidly into his lead as the band plays a slow tune in 3 ::
(23:26:00) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: slows her dancing down a bit and watches Wright and Ilaihr ::
(23:26:28) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Indeed.
(23:27:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: It is tradition in my family going back centuries. One of my names even means "knight," actually.
(23:27:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: allows herself to be swept across the dance floor in her formal bathing suit ::
(23:28:30) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CO: Did Alexis ask him to dance?
(23:28:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: I used to dance aboard Betty.
(23:28:54) Zaxiven: :: begins making a series of drinks with nitrogen instead of ice and setting the alcohol on fire. This creates a fire and smoke effect with every drink he makes ::
(23:28:55) CO_CaptHarper: XO: She did! I did not think he would actually accept, but there they are.
(23:29:26) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: squints at Harper :: CO: Did you dare her?
(23:29:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: I assumed you would have. The Betty is a magical place where all things are possible. :: giggles ::
(23:29:53) CO_CaptHarper: XO: I said I would pay for it, if we still used money. :: smirks :: Does that count?
(23:30:16) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CO: :: grins :: I think it does. :: watches the dance
(23:30:21) CO_CaptHarper: XO: They are friends, of course, but I just did not think he would accept.
(23:30:39) CO_CaptHarper: :: stops from staring and drifts off the floor to watch the waltz ::
(23:31:10) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: It really was. Einin, and my sons liked to run and play.
(23:31:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Would you belive Breen dance?
(23:32:17) CO_CaptHarper: :: makes it back to the bar to yoink one of the few remaining rumballs :::
(23:32:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: :: laughs :: Really?
(23:32:39) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: notices Harper is gone from her side, looks around, then starts dancing by herself, enjoying the celebratory moment ::
(23:33:27) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods, trying to remember any spanish she might have had growing up..:: NAV: Caballero? Caval..something?
(23:33:28) CO_CaptHarper: :: catches Zaxiven doing tricks out of the corner of her eye :: Hey Zax!
(23:33:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Indeed. Mainly ritualistic, but sometimes for enjoyment.
(23:34:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: I wonder what cultures don't dance for pleasure at all?
(23:34:49) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: nods, impressed :: CMO: Sì, doctora. Diego Ricardo Navarro Caballero de León. :: mock bows, as much as one can in a hot tub ::
(23:34:56) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Vulcans.
(23:35:23) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: T'lira and I had an enlightening discussion on the topic.
(23:35:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: glances over at T'Lira sitting uncomfortably at the bar :: ENG: Well... yeah. Oh?
(23:37:02) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Enlightening, was it?
(23:37:22) Zaxiven: CO: Captain!
(23:37:43) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Take a break and dance with me! The holostaff can cover the bar, though not as fancifully as you can, I am certain.
(23:38:13) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CSO: My father was not fond of dancing. Led to a discussion about Vulcans never fearing the dark.
(23:38:32) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Doctors do encounter alot of latin words.. ::grins::
(23:38:32) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Though, since my first name is Diego Ricardo, "D.R," some call me Doc. :: smirks ::
(23:38:58) Zaxiven: CO: Of course they can't, Captain. But that's no reason to miss out. Computer, run holographic bartenders program, Zaxiven Alpha Three.
(23:39:29) Zaxiven: :: jumps over the bar and lands next to Harper, extending his elbow to her :: CO: Shall we, Captain?
(23:39:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: As a child, other children used to call me a Vulcan because I was very logical. But meeting *actual* Vulcans... apparently I'm more human than I thought.
(23:39:46) CO_CaptHarper: :: takes his arm :: Zax: We shall.
(23:41:12) Zaxiven: :: leads Harper to the dance floor and turns toward her, putting his left hand up and his right around her waist, giving her the Denobulan Smile ::
(23:41:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: grins at Kuari as they waltz past, mouthing "She said YES!" and surreptitiously pointing to Kate ::
(23:41:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Very much so. I grew up around them, so I know them very well.
(23:41:58) CO_CaptHarper: :: loves the Denobulan Smile! ::
(23:42:40) CO_CaptHarper: :: places her hand in his and lets him lead :: Zax: She proposed!
(23:42:49) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: mouths back :: CSO: I know!
(23:43:09) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smirks at Navarro, takes a sip of her drink::
(23:43:21) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: You are most definitely Human. Isn't it wonderful? ::Smiles.::
(23:43:36) Zaxiven: :: his smile broadens :: CO: Congratulations, Captain! I imagine the ceremony will be spectacular.
(23:43:46) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: No offense, though, since I am no doctor. Just sometimes Doc, if you wish.
(23:43:50) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: as the band moves into a faster tune, manages the adjustment in steps and smiles broadly at Kuari again before turning back to her partner :: ENG: I don't know any other way to be, so it works out!
(23:44:36) CO_CaptHarper: :: laughs :: Zax: I have no idea! The entire idea is so new to me.
(23:45:13) Zaxiven: :: searches as they turn for Wright and eventually sees her dancing with Ilaihr, and starts working his and Harper's way over toward them ::
(23:45:25) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: drinks his tequila, impressed at their choice ::
(23:45:58) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: No offense taken. It's a fine nickname. ::smiles::
(23:46:45) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: Do you have one? I admit, it is more common among pilots than the general populace.
(23:47:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: I can show you how I see the world.
(23:47:49) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: If you would like?
(23:48:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: You can? Like, with the telepathy stuff? ...Sure, I'd be interested to see, as long as it doesn't hurt.
(23:48:39) Zaxiven: CO: Isn't that the best way? I know it's quite rare for someone from Risa to be married - almost as rare as a Denobulan being monogamous!
(23:49:10) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CSO: It wont hurt.
(23:49:29) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Then, sure. :)
(23:49:34) CO_CaptHarper: :: laughs :: Zax: I think you may be right! My parents are married, though, so the idea was always there. Do you have wives?
(23:51:21) Zaxiven: CO: Indeed, I do. Three of them. The first has two husbands, my second has three, and my most recent wife of ten years has eight. Actually, I've been exploring the possibility of marrying again. All three of my wives would love for me to do so.
(23:53:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His eyes go milky, and using their hands as a connection point, he shows her the world through his eyes. Strange colours floating around like string in the area, words popping in and out of existence, and intense auras of light emanating from everywhere.::
(23:53:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks around in wonder ::
(23:53:55) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Fantastic! It is similar on Risa, for most, though the marriage part is not so official, but people do stay in similar arrangements once they find those they are compatible with.
(23:54:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: It's like this all the time?
(23:54:58) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: I can't always stop the words from appearing. People's minds call out unintentionally sometimes.
(23:56:07) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Not really, unless you count my parents' nickname when I was growing up. Or sometimes people just shorten my name, it's easier to say. ::shrugs::
(23:56:21) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: But yes... well... not in the beginning. I was born blind.
(23:56:25) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: tries to focus on the words ::
(23:58:05) Zaxiven: :: turns Harper around him, subtly following Wright and Ilaihr, getting ever closer :: CO: Indeed. My wives and I all find joy in our relationships, and often in the relationships of our spouses with their others. :: is getting closer and closer to the other couple, and soon close enough to know not to interrupt yet :: CO: Well, whatever I can do to help in your proceedings, please let me know!
(23:59:31) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Thank you! :: notices where he has been leading her :: I cannot say that I have ever danced with a Denobulan before, but you are as delightful a dancer as you are a bartender.
(00:00:20) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CMO: The parental nicknames rarely survive into adulthood. It is your friends that rechristen you into how they see you, I find.
(00:02:29) Zaxiven: CO: Why, thank you! It's one of the pleasures that I've taken from interacting with other races - the different ways that people dance. The human style carries many similarities with the way we do it on my homeworld, though we do not have events like this where dancing takes place often.
(00:03:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: NAV: Absolutely true. ::nods::
(00:05:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: Perhaps we can explore this again sometime? It's so bright and chaotic, and my mind is already... :: starts seeing words that she's pretty sure are from Kate and looks away, not wanting to intrude :: ...Perhaps I can stop for now?
(00:05:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: The auras change intensity and colour, depending on certain circumstances.
(00:05:59) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His eyes change back to their light blue shade, the vison stopping.::
(00:06:19) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Indeed! This is quite different from Risa's styles as well, but what they call "swing" is exuberant and fun.
(00:06:45) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: smiles in farewell as the doctor leaves the hot tub, and calls for another tequila ::
(00:07:01) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: blinks to clear her eyes as her vision returns to normal, looking around and finding Kate where she expected to :: ENG: That was... interesting.
(00:07:40) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CSO: If you wish, my dear.
(00:08:12) Zaxiven: CO: Swing is one that I have yet to master. Would you care to practice with me? This sounds like an appropriate accompaniment.
(00:08:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: But yes, that is how I see the world.
(00:08:47) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: That would be lovely!
(00:09:40) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: changes her dance to one of her own, where she moves her nose from side to side and her body follows in a sort of sway ::
(00:10:04) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns his attention to another lady who has entered the hot tub, a Bajoran ::
(00:11:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: It's fascinating! :: smiles :: For me, right now, everything is beautiful.
(00:12:35) Zaxiven: :: lets go and steps back half a step from Harper to get in the right position for the moves. He begins, clumsily. :: CO: Always fun, Captain!
(00:12:36) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks over at Kate and glows with happiness ::
(00:13:17) CO_CaptHarper: :: isn't terribly familiar with the moves either for this style, but falls into his head as he twirls and swings her around ::
(00:13:20) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Actually reading someone's mind is quite different. But as you could see, you don't always need to.
(00:13:28) CO_CaptHarper: :: catches Lexy's look and beams in reply ::
(00:14:47) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Dances them closer to the captain.::
(00:16:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sees what he's doing :: ENG: Thank you for sharing these dances with me, my friend. :: impulsively kisses him on the cheek ::
(00:16:53) Zaxiven: :: pulls Harper into a basket whip, turning her about him ::
(00:17:33) Zaxiven: :: sees and senses that Wright and Ilaihr are now available and more aggressively makes his and Harper's way over toward them ::
(00:18:03) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Hey! You are better at this than you think! :: laughs as she's led through the turns ::
(00:18:20) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His cheeks go blush navy blue a for a moment.:: CSO: Of course, my dear.
(00:20:32) Zaxiven: CO: Ah, thank you! Let's try this! :: separates from Harper, and they do a coaster step followed by a Texas Tommy and an anchor swing ::
(00:21:10) CO_CaptHarper: :: eyes go wide, since she has no idea how to do these moves, but he, along with the momentum he imparts, leads her through them :: Whoa!
(00:21:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: her eyes bug out as she looks over at Zaxiven and Kate ::
(00:24:01) Zaxiven: :: finishes getting closer to his target with a Lindy Hop Swingout, winding up right back-to-back with Wright. With a chicken walk, they turn and are now faciing the other couple. CSO: Congratulations, Commander!
(00:24:31) CO_CaptHarper: :: suddenly finds herself facing Lexy and Ilaihr, grins ::
(00:24:53) Zaxiven: :: stops dancing, just moving his feet a little bit ::
(00:25:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at Ilaihr and back at Zaxiven :: Zax: You Denobulan showoff! :: Laughing ::
(00:26:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: smiles at Ilaihr :: ENG: If you don't mind?
(00:26:16) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks at Zaxiven, then to Lexy :: CSO: He is good!
(00:26:45) Zaxiven: Group: There's plenty there that I need to brush up on. All in good time!
(00:27:13) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Of course. ::Releases her to her beloved.::
(00:27:51) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Zax: Zaxiven my dear boy, could you help me to my cane?
(00:28:21) CO_CaptHarper: :: lets go of the charming Denobulan, and returns to Lexy's embrace ::
(00:28:27) Zaxiven: ENG: Why, of course! :: turns toward Ilaihr ::
(00:28:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: briefly worries about him without his cane, but then hears that... with a pang of guilt that is quickly drowned out by excitement, goes, indeed, to her beloved :: Kate: ...I can't dance like Zaxiven.
(00:28:42) Zaxiven: :: after releasing Harper to Wright ::
(00:28:50) CO_CaptHarper: Zax: Thank you for the dance, my friend!
(00:29:12) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: Neither can I, but dance like Lexy and you will be just fine. :: smiles reassuringly ::
(00:29:23) Zaxiven: :: gives Harper a slight bow :: CO: My absolute pleasure, Captain.
(00:29:47) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: My dear, Captain. ::Smiles and nods, putting his hand on Zax's shoulder for support.::
(00:30:17) CO_CaptHarper: :: nods to Ilaihr with a friendly smile :: ENG: Lieutenant.
(00:30:51) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: the band notes the situation on the dance floor and moves smoothly into a slow love song, and she pulls Kate close, cuddling her head against the taller woman's shoulder for a nice slow dance ::
(00:31:10) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: watches the four of them, still dancing nearby ::
(00:31:42) Zaxiven: :: pulls himself and Ilaihr back and out of the way, helping Ilaihr get back to his cane ::
(00:32:55) CO_CaptHarper: :: finds this dance much easier, finding the steps with no issue as she dissolves into the dance with her fiancée ::
(00:32:58) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Zax: Thank you, my boy. ::Quickly takes and redistributes his weight to his cane.::
(00:33:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Zax: These old bones don't dance quite like they used to.
(00:39:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Gazes at the happy couple, before looking back up to the stars.:: Zax: But how wondrous.
(00:40:04) Zaxiven: ENG: Wondrous indeed!
(00:40:50) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE PARTY
(00:40:50) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE PARTY
(00:40:51) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE PARTY