It hadn’t taken long after Viyara had arrived on the Starbase for her to find out that the ship she was supposed to board was not there. After a quick tête-à-tête with the quartermaster, she had dropped her belongings off at her new quarters and changed out of her uniform. She put on a short, black pleated skirt; a snugly fitting, dark purple shirt with shot, lacy sleeves; and a pair of black, strappy high-heels. Her Hair fell loosely down her back and her whole attire left not only a fair portion of her Trill markings visible, but also many of her tattoos. After refreshing her makeup, she headed to one of the bars on the Starbase. After all, what better place to find out about rumours than a bar?

The place that struck her interest was called “The Likable Hornet”. What a curious name! After a quick glance around, Viyara walked confidently towards the bar. Sitting down sideways at a stool, her legs crossed at the knee and her right arm resting on the counter, she listened in on the conversations around her while also trying to catch the bartender’s eye.

~Ensign Nazeen, Science