Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Lounge - Night Time Is The Right Time For Drinking (tag Koraia)

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Lounge - Night Time Is The Right Time For Drinking (Open to all)

Posted by Fleet Captain Ghubari Koraia (Captain) in Lounge - Night Time Is The Right Time For Drinking (Open to all)

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With a quick nod, Ghubari grabbed her drink and slipped off the barstool. “Sounds good. Tour away,” she said with a light smile, before sipping the fruity concoction. It definitely was tasty, just not quite her style. Too… frilly.

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

Marishka stepped from behind the bar dressed int he formal blue ch’ton and purple and black feathered stola she had worn the day the CIO had ushered her aboard the Athena. Gone were the traditional sandals replaced with heels that fit her style. The hair was still elaborate and the distinctive opal rested on the chain at her throat.

She walked Ghubari to a specific marble table near the bar but out of the main foot traffic area.

“If you’ll take a seat Captain, I can show you everything I need to right here.”

• Marishka

Oh, she was good. But then again, Ghubari wouldn’t have allowed her onto her ship and into her plans if she hadn’t been. Slipping into the seat at the conveniently private table, Ghubari’s eyes lit up slightly. “Sounds good,” she said casually, sipping her drink again.

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

Marishka adjusted her clothing and slipped into the seat across from Ghubari. Smiling, she set her drink down and tapped a bit of the gold pattern in the center of the white marble table. Silently, curtains of peacock feathers descended around them. She glanced across at the Captain and tapped a rapid pattern into the table with her long curved nails. A small bell rang and all was quiet within.

Koraia looked at the slight dramatics with a fair bit of amusement.

“Almost done.”

Unfastening one of the bangles on her left wrist, she laid it across the gold pattern. A small white gem in the center of the bangle flashed red. Picking it back up, she sat back and smiled again.

“Hello Captain. This area is secure. I’d like to apologize for not making a proper introduction to you when I got here. It just didn’t seem like it would fit the plan with the way things went when I came aboard, you know? But I am here for anything you need.”

• Marishka

“I appreciate that,” the captain said with a slight bow of her head. “I know that is a slightly unusual set of circumstances, but then again, I’m sure you’re used to things being unorthodox.”

Ghubari sat back in her seat slightly and took in Mariska for a moment. “I wish I could say I had something of a concrete plan for all of us going forward, but I don’t. And that’s probably for the best. The Conclave doesn’t play by any discernible rules, but if they do, we’ll need to figure them out. All I know for sure is that the actions of one member of the group led to the death of a Starfleet officer and then they escaped our custody. I’m not satisfied until they are back in custody and can answer for their crimes.”

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO