Posted by Lieutenant Commander Kalitta (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - Even More Blood Wine (All Welcome)
Noticing that sickbay was finally quiet for the past forty five minutes she decided to close out of her shift a few minuets early and go to her quarters to change. She was after all about to meet the new XO in the lounge for some blood wine.

When she got to her quarters she stripped off her blue coloured uniform and took a sonic shower.
After the shower she took out one of her new garbs out that was the latest in Klingon fashion. All leather corset of course with studs and showing a great deal of cleavage. She also wore a tight red leather skirt, as well as red knee high leather boots. She then put on her com-badge and her sash with all her metals, Klingon and starfleet. She looked her self in the mirror and was quite pleased with how she looked. Her dark brown skin contrasted with the Red outfit. You would think that it would clash with the colour of her skin but it all some how worked in her favour. If she was on Kronos any elegble male Klingon would be fighting to get a chance to be with her.

Satisfied with how she looked she exited her quarters and made her way to the lounge. She greeted some of the crew on her way to the lounge. Some sniggered but most complimented her with her wardrobe. When she arrived at the lounge she looked around to see if the Commander was already there. She did not see her so she went to the bartender. “Wendel get out a barrel of 2336 blood wine. The new XO and I will be drinking tonight.”

She then found a booth near a forward facing window and sat down.

Wendel brought her a pitcher of blood wine and a few tankards should anyone else join her.

Lt.Cmdr - Kalitta - CMO

DeVries, busied with the haphazard mess of anyone’s first day, did not have the pleasure of checking out earlier than she had hoped. In fact, she was running a few minutes late, but in the company of blood wine, she doubted Kalitta would be too distraught. Finally free from her shift, despite hardly minding the constant flow of work, Jasmijn made a quick stop at her quarters. Hopping into the sonic shower to wash the excitement of the day from her broad shoulders, she made an effort to pick up her speed, before her tardiness really made all the difference on how this evening might go.

With everything of importance still packed away, including her best leathers and corsets, she was forced to settle for less. Pulling on a pale ivory shirt, its sleeves meeting the mid of her forearms, she tugged it down to relieve the fabric of antagonizing wrinkles. Once satisfied (meaning it was still relatively rugged in appearance), she slipped into a beige tunic, tying a hickory tinted belt around her waist. Adding cloth leggings, she forced her feet into basic shoes, rising to her feet. The outfit was casual for any Klingon citizen, but far too uncerimonial for her liking. Grumbling, she waved a hand in disapproval, escaping the confines of her quarters before the thought had her digging through her kit for any sign of those leathers.

Sauntering through the halls, she acknowledged a few of the Lieutenants and Ensigns that passed, most of them too engrossed in their PaDDs or conversations to care. Alas, it mattered little to Jasmijn, her mind admittedly set on meeting with Kalitta– and the bittersweet memory of blood wine on her tongue. Arriving at the lounge, Jasmijn searched for the doctor. She was unmistakable amongst the opposing officers dressed in civilian clothing, her red outfit a striking contrast to the skin so unique to their people.

A smirk of satisfaction dancing across her hybrid features, Jasmijn wasted no time in making her way over to Kalitta. “Kalitta, you bring honour to us all,” Jasmijn declared, once in earshot of the opposing woman. Despite the Dutch accent spilling into her words, her tone was distinctly Klingon.

Lt. Cmdr. DeVries
XO