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USS Odin

Side Sim - White Cliffs of Dover and Desserts

Posted by Lieutenant Ka’Lissi Rosh (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim - White Cliffs of Dover and Desserts

Posted by Lieutenant Siegfried Abel (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim - White Cliffs of Dover and Desserts

Posted by Lieutenant Ka’Lissi Rosh (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim - White Cliffs of Dover and Desserts
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻
(Takes place after DINNER WITH THE DOC)
https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf5/odin/posts/85134/

Lissi was dressed in a lovely peasant outfit. Her under shift was of an off white linen that covered her bosom and trailed to her ankles. Her over skirt, cinched up on the sides, was of a deep blue. And her corset top was cinched tight leaving most things to the imagination, but allowing cleavage to enhance such thoughts. The under shift was an off the shoulder short sleeve that left shoulders bare. And her hair had been twirled into a mass of curls then bound up loosely in a bun. It was an odd look with her angular Klingon features, but she pulled it off somehow.

She was waiting outside the holo suite waiting for Abel and their dessert date. the table was set, only thing missing was the Doc.

Lt Ka’Lissi Rosh
CE

Whistling arrived before Abel did, but when he did come into view the whistling stopped and he took in Lissi’s look. “That is… an amazing look on you. I approve.” he said with a smile. He was dressed in long woolen pants and brown leather shoes. His shirt was an off-white peasant style shirt with brown braces over each shoulder. Over that was a deep green cable knit sweater. His hair was covered by a rackish skelly cap of heather gray.

“Shall we off to the English countryside, then?” and he offered her his arm.

Abel, CMO

Her smile brightened. “I approve as well,” she said as her hand reached to trace a moment over the cable knit of the sweater. “Sorry, I have this thing for comfy sweaters. Probably half my closet.” She laughed and nodded taking his arm. She tapped the button on the door and as it opened, the sound of the surf hit her ears first.

Stepping into the sim, the door closed behind them. If they looked, the fields behind them went on forever. Before them, a small cabin sat just back from the cliff’s edge. Part way to the cottage, Lissi stopped a moment. Her senses overwhelmed slightly. Her breath hitched as she reached up to push wind blown hair from her face. “I had no idea. I’ve never…” She shook her head. “I’ve never run a sim this complex. Just training rooms.” She looked at him and blushed. “I’m sorry. Kinda silly to get overwhelmed by a holodeck, isn’t it? It just wasn’t this ‘complete’ when I came to set up the desserts.”

Lissi
CE

He smiled and said “Even a simulation of this place gets me. If I ever get to retire, this is where I will go.” and he laughed. “And I am looking forward to the Shepard’s Pie as well… but I think the company will be the taste of the evening.” and he smiled as they continued their way to the cottage. Reaching the wooden door, he opened it and the warm glow of a fire and candles lit the room. “My but you did go all out. I think it’s perfect.” and he ushered her inside.

Abel

The table was set with cloth covered dishes and two pitchers of hammered iron sat there as well. At the head of the table, facing the fireplace, was a place setting. Another setting was placed to the right. The fire blazed and the room was warm compared to outside. She had blushed at the comment about the company being the taste of the evening and she entered with him smiling. “Thank you… Kinda over did it I’m sure.” She moved to the fire and smiled as ‘heat’ actually came from it. She moved back towards the set table as she watched him move around.

As he looked around, she uncovered the faire. There was Shepard’s Pie, warm homemade bread, tea, ice water, and a trifle heavy with fruit chunks and whipped cream. “i hope you’re hungry.”

Lissi
CE

“Famished, I must say. Busy today, but wanted to make sure I was done in time. And no… you didnt over do it. Not at all. It really is perfect.” and he took off his cap and sweater, hanging them on the wooden peg by the door. He then looked at her and said “I brought a treat.” and produced from a deep side pocket a bottle. “Irish whiskey. I felt it appropriate for the venue.” and he laughed and set the bottle on the table.

Abel, CMO

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