Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in The Parthenon- Securing Risk (Marishka, Faye, Dawson, Khabal)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in The Parthenon- Securing Risk (Marishka, Faye, Dawson, Khabal)

Posted by Civilian Dawson (Intelligence Operative) in The Parthenon- Securing Risk (Marishka, Faye, Dawson, Khabal)
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Marishka wanted Khabal to give a demonstration and explain it. She called it technobabble, but what Khabal might not be expecting was that Faye held a great amount of information in her brain and could process it at sometimes alarming speeds. She wasn’t worried about following his explanation.

If Faye had a concern, it was that she didn’t understand why someone who was just here to supposedly make repairs was integrating himself into a Starfleet ship without any checks or balances. It made no sense. But it had been someone else’s call and no one had bothered to ask her about the potential issues. Fine. She’d deal with it, but she wasn’t going to be someone other than who she was, and Faye Calloway hadn’t survived this long without investigating the unknown variables around her. If Khabal was upset by her wariness, well, tough. She wasn’t in her role to be everyone’s favourite person.

Stepping into the Lounge precisely two hours later, Faye’s stormy grey-green eyes took in the lounge looking for Marishka.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

Ted saw Faye enter the lounge and knew that she had an appointment with Marishka. Making his way to her, he greeted her with a small bow.

“Hello, the boss will be with you in 5. She told me to expect you. Would you like a seat at the bar and your usual?”

• Ted

Given that she didn’t drink and didn’t have her stone with her, Faye smirked. “Sure. But that coffee better be black. No sugar or milk or anything. And thanks,” she told Ted.

Following him to the bar, Faye slipped up onto a stool, folded her arms on the bartop and waited.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

Within 3 minutes a large, black, steaming hot cup of coffee was set before faye. Ted always aimed to please and he was learning to know his customers.

• Ted

She laced her fingers around her mug and let the heat sink into her skin. Faye left them there until that point where the heat became uncomfortable and reason told you to pull away. But Faye was always curious and let them rest there an extra moment. It didn’t hurt that her hands had not been babied and had seen hard work all her life. They could handle a longer moment of pain.

Taking a sip of the coffee, she let the hot liquid slip down her throat and the warmth radiated outward in her body. She was tempted to close her eyes but Faye couldn’t help but be on alert just now, casually checking her surroundings. The fact that she had chosen a stool at the bar that did not leave her back fully exposed was an obvious tell, but she didn’t care.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

Khabal came out of the back making his way over toward Faye with smiles waves and hellos to other patrons of the Parthenon as he passed them.

As he stopped in front of Faye his smile was warm and friendly, very genuine. His outfit was a deep Scarlet. It fit him well while allowing freedom of movement yet still having a comfortable looseness.

“Hello commander, I hope you’re doing well today. Are you ready for the demonstration?”

• Khabal, Quarm

She studied him intently and tilted her head. “I understand you can ensure privacy in places. You have me curious, so sure, let’s see this demonstration.”

~Faye Calloway, CIO

“It’s more like I can ensure you a private place. For the demonstration, I’ll get on with it once Marishka is here and we are all prepared.” Khabal said smiling warmly as he rested his elbows on the bar top between them and put his chin on his hands. Something about him was childlike in that moment. Was it the smile, the pose, the way he looked at the people in the Parthenon with genuine warmth?

• Khabal

Faye wasn’t great with social cues at the best of times, but she honestly didn’t know how to interpret Khabal and it weirded her out.

Marishka appeared from somewhere in the bar and slipped into a stool next to faye. She nodded and smiled at both of them as Ted put a cup down in front of her.

“Ah, I see your sampling today’s Suto’Vo’Kor edition of our coffee Faye. I hope you like. Are we still waiting for Dawson?”

• Marishka

“I’s good coffee,” Faye said and then nodded. “And yeah, he should be here soon.”

Dressed as though he had just been to the gym, his slacks were loose and comfortable and his shirt hugged his torso, the definition of his physique quite evident. “Sorry for my tardiness. Lost track of time.” he said before taking a sip of water from a bottle he happened to be carrying with him.

-Dawson

“Well, you’re here now and apparently we’re getting a demonstration.”

~Faye Calloway, CIO

Marishka nodded and smiled. She was glad to see that everybody was finally there. She wondered in passing, was water the only thing in that bottle?

“Yes, I do believe a little demonstration is in order. Mr Khabal, the floor is yours.”

• Marishka

“Lady Marishka has selected an asteroid not too far from here. I’m going to take us via shadowgate. All I ask is hold on to each other and keep your eyes closed until we reach our destination. I’ve already scouted the location and assure you that it is safe even though the oxygen content is a little low but, not low enough to cause any major discomfort.”

Khabal indicated the floor beneath the group’s feet where Shadow had a naturally moved against the light to form a dark pool below them.

“Is everyone ready?” Khabal asked.

• Khabal