Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in The Parthenon - Once in a Century

Posted by Captain Orvos Legen (Commanding Officer) in The Parthenon - Once in a Century

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in The Parthenon - Once in a Century
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Orvos had spent some time getting ready to meet with Janna in a more public setting. Orvos hadn’t gone on any official ‘date’ for a long time. Too long in fact. He was liable to be exceptionally awkward, but he hoped it would still go well.

The Parthenon was notorious for attracting some extravagant folk, so given what he currently wore he felt he wouldn’t stand out too much. He was wearing dark slacks with a white button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Atop the shirt was a dark green vest. It was different, but hopefully not to attention seeking. Then again, being the captain and showing up anywhere was already attention enough.

There was a table reserved for the pair and he made his way too it.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

“Is there anything I can get for you Captain?” came the voice from just over Orvos’ left shoulder.

• Khabal

Weaving through the room, Janna was strangely nervous, but at least she looked fabulous. A black slip dress to the knee skimmed her petite body and was overlaid by a black sheer layer with cap sleeves and covered in wildflower embroidery. She tucked errant blond curls behind an ear, her finger brushing the dark gold beaded headband that held them off her face.

As she approached in black heels, Janna tried to seem less uncertain, but now she was all too aware that this was, yes, a very public date and that they were being observed. She gave him a smile as she reached the table. “Hi,” she said, glancing between Orvos and Khabal.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

“Good evening Ms Janna. Can I get you anything?” Khabal asked with a slight bow.

“Oh, I don’t know yet,” she said. “But some water to stat for sure.”

Khabal was dressed in his usual medium dark blue outfit. Semi loose fitting allowing for comfort and freedom of movement.

• Khabal

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Orvos was entirely distracted by the sight of Janna as she entered the Parthenon. Unfortunately for Khabal, that meant Orvos had not heard his question. He was much too focused on the gentle sway of Janna’s dress and how the embroidery seemed to flow like a gentle breeze through the Parthenon as she made her way to the table. When Khabal had once more stated his question to Janna instead, he was suddenly shaken from his awkwardness. “Ah, um. Mr. Khabal. Yes, we have reservations. I believe the dinner was already pre-arranged? Marishka had mentioned something about setting something up?” he said, now curious how the newcomer had been pulled into serving in the Parthenon.

As he listened to Khabal, he couldn’t help but lock eyes with Janna, unable to stifle his grin.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Ted entered from somewhere stage left as he was often known to do. He smiled and bowed slightly in deferrence to the Captain and Counselor. Stepping up to Khabal, he placed a hand lightly on Khabal’s elbow and leaned in close.

“The boss has set them at her personal table. All drink orders come to me, and this one is all yours.”

Ted whispered before fading away again. Now, to get on to the actual cooking of the meal.

• Ted

Janna took a seat and smiled at their hosts, before she turned that smile on Orvos and it deepened. “I think we have a out thirty seconds before it would be terribly rude to change our minds.”

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Khabal silently disappeared and moments later Janna’s water was on the table in front of her.

• Khabal

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Orvos stifled a grin as he took a seat. His eyes looked into hers after sitting. “I won’t change my mind. I’m resolutely staying put…with you.” He slowly smiled, contentment roiling through his mind. He was genuinely happy. “So, let’s soak it up. Cat’s out of the bag, right? What should we eat?”

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Janna chewed non her lower lip. She stared at the glass a moment (she wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to him doing that), and then drew it towards her, taking a sip. Was it strange to be so nervous? It wasn’t like they hadn’t spent far more intimate time together, and she had been on the ship a long time at this point. But Janna was glad to be here with him. “Umm, I’m trying to thinking of what is easy to eat and doesn’t make a mess. Isn’t that some sort of rule for dates? So we don’t embarrass ourselves?”

~Janna Kingston, CNS

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