Posted by Lieutenant Toveka Brine (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim - The Good, the bad and the Dinner (Tenkiller)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Charles Tenkiller (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - The Good, the bad and the Dinner (Tenkiller)

Posted by Lieutenant Toveka Brine (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim - The Good, the bad and the Dinner (Tenkiller)

She had come back from the Captain’s office a bit more than a little dazed. So much had happened today. She had woke up with one plan in mind. She was going to hop in a shuttle, explore the debris field, and come back with her readings, curl up with her tea, and go over her collected data.

Instead, she’d been denied by the Security Chief, gone to the Captain about permission and ended up in a long discussion of the rules and regulations for runabout usage in the debris field, and been promoted to Lieutenant. Oh yes… and she had confessed about the last mission she had been on in the field with Duncan and the discovery they had made. And had then called Duncan on the Wolverine to discuss all that had happened.

Now she sat at her desk, just looking at the sparse, science based decor of her room and shook her head. Had she been more invested in her fellow crewmen, she would be in the common room celebrating her promotion. Instead, she sat there in the 40% lit room… alone.

Reaching over, she tapped a quick query out to discover where Tenkiller was. She then hit the comms and waited for his response. Glancing at the chrono, she noticed it was a couple hours still till dinner time.

Lieutenant Toveka Brine
Chief Science Officer

The query indicated Tenkiller was in his quarters. As the comms activated, there was a pause and then his voice came through. =^=Hey. Congrats there, Lieutenant. Maybe you should try to sneak past me more often. Might be Admiral by the end if the week. =^=

Tenkiller, CoS

The fact he knew already should have surprised her, but it didn’t. It had been long enough that the paperwork would have gone thru him to raise her security levels and access abilities. “Thank you, Tenkiller. But I am quite content trying to manage on the fringes of the game. I have no desire to play it outright at those levels.” She smiled slightly. “Well, perhaps not this week, anyway.”

She took a deep breath, nervousness clear on her face. “I was wondering… I mean… would you be free for dinner tonight?” She didn’t say it was because she didn’t want to celebrate her promotion alone. But if he was a good at reading her on the comms as he had been in person, she had no doubt he would manage to fill in the gaps. “Your choice if uniform formal or not. I mean,” she glanced down at the rather sloppy clothes she was wearing a tilted up the vid a bit so he wouldn’t see the missing sleeved sweat top she was wearing. “If you are still in uniform I don’t want to pressure you to change.” She knew she was sounding more and more like an awkward adolescent and fidgeted in her seat slightly.

Toveka
CSO

As the visual on his end was off, all she heard was =^= Well… I can certainly say that I ain’t in uniform, that’s for sure. But yeah, dinner tonight works. Where and when? =^=

Tenkiller, CoS

“Ummm… how about nineteen hundred hours? That’s in two hours. Any objections to here? Or you prefer the mess?” She had a vague image of him out of uniform and she blushed slightly, turning her head down a bit hide it and wishing she hadn’t done vision on her end.

Toveka
CSO

=^= Two hours. Your place. See ya there. =^= and the comms went off.

Tenkiller, CoS

The comms went out and she was elated. That was, until she realized she hadn’t asked him what he would want for dinner. She went to her bedroom and showered and got ready.

An hour and a half later she was wearing a pair of deep red leggings and a short tunic dress in a split red top, black bottom color scheme. The bottom of her skirt barely covered her backside. She had on calf high boots and her hair was pulled back from her face by a large red barrette. The collar was v neck and opened to the bottom of her collarbone. She had on no jewelry or makeup. She was celebrating, after all. But didn’t want Tenkiller to feel pressured that it was overly formal since she didn’t indicate so on the comms.

She had a bottle of red wine and Romulan Ale, both true alcohols and not replicated synthahols, opened and breathing in decantors on the coffee table along with a small tray of glasses that included wine glasses and low profile heavy glasses. She had picked up the room so the padds were on her desk in a neat pile and the blanket was folded nearly over the back of one of the chairs. She then sat on the couch and stared out the window wondering just what she was doing. He had been the first person in her quarters for more than a few moments in many years. And here she had invited him to dinner. Her heart was racing as she awaited him.

Toveka
CSO

When he turned off the comms, he looked at the canvas before him. Greens of all shades lay in triangles and hexagons, starting at the center of a deep, vibrant yellow and cascading out in a spiral fashion… as if the shape were being flung from somewhere deep inside the point of yellow. He stood up and went to that bathroom and cleaned up, then he used the shower to thoroughly wash. He tied his long, black hair back from his face with a leather band where his head and neck joined. He then got dressed. Dark brown pants and a deep, bright blue shirt, open at the neck but with a series of draw strings crisscrossing the area between his collar bones. Light brown, soft leather shoes slipped on to his feet, and started to leave when he stopped. He turned and grabbed the painting he had just finished and went to the cabinet by the door to his bedroom. Retrieving a can and sprayed the paint, setting it. He threw a a cover over it and made his way to Toveka’s quarters. When he got there, he pressed the chime and waited, rocking back and forth on his heels.

Tenkiller, CoS