Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in 2200 (Tag: Dawson)
Marishka slipped out of her heels and intot he jeffries tube she hadn’t known was in her office until her favorite Caitian had shown her one evening. Now she used it every time she needed to leave without being seen or just wanted some alone time. People had a tendency to find her even in her quarters. Usually she didn’t mind that but, every once in a while, she wanted to be alone with her tumultuous thoughts. The other reason, of course, was that she wasn’t going to make it easier for Mr. Dawson to find her. She picked her way carefully for what seemed like several ong minutes until she exited at a seldom used cargo bay, stepped onto a catwalk, and surveyed her surroundings.

• Marishka

Dawson arrived at tyhe Parthenon with a PADD in hand, Normally he had no need for such a device, however it wsa much easier to gain access to hard to reach places when you could mobily hack into it. He had hoped there would be no need for it, but better safe than sorry in his mind.

He observed the bustling lounge and approached the one who seemed to be in charge in Marishka’s absence. He was on time…2200 hrs to be certain. But he figured she would be nowhere in sight.

He approached the bartender. “I’m here to see Marishka. We had an appointment?” The Padd helped his appearance as well making it certain that it was likely business as usual.

-Dawson, Intel