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)
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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

Grateful she hadn’t had her leg curled under her till her leg fell asleep this time, she rose up and moved towards the door as she called out, “Come in.”
When he came in, she was at the side of her desk with her hands clasped before her. “Thank you for coming. I admit, I didn’t want to drink alone to my own promotion this evening.” She motioned to the seating area where two chairs, one with a blanket tossed over the back, flanked a coffee table. There was a couch on the other side of the cluster.

Toveka
CSO

Tenkiller looked around and said “Love what you’ve done with the place.” and he smiled at her. “You… uh… you look… you look amazing. Really.” and he stared a bit longer than totally proper. “Oh! Oh yeah… this…” and he handed the covered painting to her, “… this is for you. As a congratulations on the promotion kind of thing.”

Tenkiller, CoS

She laughed at the comment about the room. “I’m calling it ‘guest clean’. I have to admit, I don’t have company often. So if you want something, please don’t hesitate to ask.” Her cheeks lit brighter at his compliment. “You look pretty good yourself, there.” Toveka took the canvas and turned slightly so he would see her face as she uncovered it. It took her a moment, but she looked at him with genuine pleasure on her face. “You did this? It’s amazing!” She said and looked back at it.

Toveka

“Yeah. Was working on it when you called. I’ve always had a thing for painting. Dont get to do it as much as I’d like, but I try’ta get some canvas covered up every week or so. One of my teachers in high school said my style was too ‘mathematical’… whatever that means.” he responded and looked around the room. Spying the drinks, he said “Want me to pour you a glass?” and he moved over to the low table.

Tenkiller, CoS

She nodded. “Yes, please. Whatever you are having.” She looked at the painting and turned it upside right. A smile spread across her face. “I think I know why your instructor said that.” She moved to the console of her desk and tapped in a couple equations and smiled brighter.

Turning to face him, she held the canvas so he could see. “This is Euler’s Equation. It says that if you cut the surface of a sphere up into faces, edges and vertices, and let F be the number of faces, E the number of edges and V the number of vertices, you will always get V – E + F = 2,” she pointed to the various lines and colors. “If you apply that equation to this painting,” she turned and typed on her console once more and stood back. “Come see… this is what you painted.” On the screen was an amazing 3D rendering of what his picture would look like if it was turned in on itself and made into a sphere. The colors and angles were nearly perfect and the odd seven sided, partial square, partial triangle crystalline looking object looked incredible and almost unreal.

Toveka
CSO

Tenkiller looked at her as she spoke, and a smile spread across his face. “Lady, I ain’t got the faintest idea what you just said, but it was absolutely impressive.”and he laughed. He poured two glasses of the wine and brought one to her, holding onto the other for himself. He looked at the model displayed and nodded and said “I like it. Kinda what I saw as an end result of…” and he set the glass down and then tapped in a few commands. The model shifted, collapsing in on itself and then ‘exploding’ outwards, the shapes and parts spiraling out as the painting showed, before coalescing into the previous model. “I just thought about what would happen if a point of light exploded. That’s what I painted.” and he shrugged and walked over to the couch and took a seat.

Tenkiller, CoS