Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now

Posted by Lieutenant Miranda Lawerance “Mirri” (Helm) in Black and White Ball, SB 257, Starting Now
Posted by… suppressed (4) by the Post Ghost! 👻
SNIP

“Mirri?” Jason prodded gently. “You still with us?”

Mirri looked at Jason “Sorry, I was lost in thought. What were you saying?” She asked the XO feeling very embarassed that she had not heard what Jason was saying.

“Just saying hi,” Jason smiled. “I was just commenting that we’ve serving together for months now but I don’t think we’ve ever had a conversation that wasn’t on the bridge.” He glanced over at Sidney who was dancing with Toro.

The Captain was enjoying the dance very much. To his surprise Toro was a good dancer. She was also an easy woman to hold. Fit and curvy at the same time.

Parker CO

Toro smiled at Parker “Are you enjoying your evening?” She asked as they moved around the dance floor. Toro was definitely light on her feet and could handle herself in pretty much any situation.

CIO
Kolar

In the meantime Counselor Emma Ripley couldn’t resist teasing Michael. “Don’t tell me I dance that badly?” she smiled knowingly.

Jason Harn and his army of NPCs

Michael knew she had been teasing him since the moment they met. “No, no. I’m not much of a conversationalist.” One dance. That’s it. “It’s been a while since I’ve been to an event like this.”

-Michael Gould

Kolar rolled his eyes, “I have on two occasions dis-proven time travel backwards and once forward… but here we are.” Kolar shrugged. The Olinski had already traveled through time and the XO did so as well. He paused for moment, looked at her sidelong, an evaluating glance… she seemed to be angling her body in a fashion that would make it more attractive. He then scanned the crowd.. there was no one directly looking at her… that would imply she was doing it for him.

He smiled as he laughed at himself, a Vulcan Woman flirting with a non-Vulcan the odds of that was one in… he started doing the math… “One in one hundred twenty seven thousand nine hundred and fourteen.” He accidentally said aloud. It wasn’t quite as unlikely as he thought it would be. He had to submit mentally he was a pretty good match and his features were symmetrical.

Kolar

Helm

The little Vulcan was giving him a blank catlike stare. “Are those the odds of time travel being possible? Or practical? I had assumed that the reality of time travel has been well documented in this century.”

As the dance ended the Captain asked Toro if she was interested in leaving. He would let her figure out what he meant. Of all the women on the boat he knew she was the more likely not to be offended. She had done the same thing to many a good man herself. If it surprised her then he would blame it on the whiskey and put the moment away forever and move on.

Parker CO

“Where would you like to go?” Toro asked slipping her arm through Sidney’s arm, her green eyes sparkling. She was having fun and she enjoyed spending time with Sidney, even though this was their first out of uniform encounter that they had.

CIO

“Oh, my,” Kolar continued aloud. “No.. its.. not that. Of course its been proven by multiple actual temporal incursions… the fact is the math isn’t really there.” It should be virtually impossible for her to figure out what he was calculating from the result his offered unless she was thinking along the exact same lines he was.

Kolar

Maya tilted her head to right. “The math isn’t there? I don’t understand.”

Jason Harn’s NPC’s, beating this dead horse

Meanwhile, back at Mirri’s table, Jason was trying to figure out how to make conversation without coming off as too pushy. Or creepy. Sexual harassment (real or otherwise) was not the way to get the best out of your officers and didn’t do your career any favors either. At the same time he couldn’t be too inquisitive or he’d be forced to share information about his past, what with the whole “living relic from the Romulan War” thing and all. Although Mirri gave the impression of someone who could take a secret to her grave, she could have a whole network of officers she gossiped with and he wouldn’t know. To be honest, he didn’t know anything about her that wasn’t in her file and it had been a while since he had read her file.

“That looks good. I should get something to eat myself,” he commented easily. Sharing a meal at a party was a good way to get to know Miranda Lawrence. Not too pushy, almost zero sexual connotation, and perfectly casual.

Jason Harn, XO, beating this dead horse until it drops

Mirri chuckled “It is delicious.” She said and motioned for the waiter to bring over a plate of what she had ordered. “So…what do you like to do in your free time?” She asked “I personally like a good book or sitting in the lounge watching people.” She said finishing a bite of her food.

Helm

“Rock climbing,” Jason replied without hesitation, choosing one of the few activities he didn’t mind doing alone. He realized that his extroverted personality wasn’t exactly compatible with Mirri’s so he made a mental note to only bother her on special occasions like this one. “It doesn’t have to be a big mountain, just has to feel like one. Doesn’t even have to be a hundred meters these days; just enough to let you enjoy the great outdoors!” He lowered his volume when he realized he was overselling it. “I’m also an amateur geologist, so my hobby works on multiple levels,” he grinned sheepishly.

Jason Harn, XO, sharing a hobby for a jock yet still managing to make it sound geeky.

Mirri smiled “I enjoy rock climbing as well. When I was in High School, we would go climbing at the Dover Cliffs.” She said “I also took a trip to Mexico and went hiking at Tenochtitlan.” She said “Would you like to go hiking sometime?” She asked looking for a way to maybe spend time with the XO. They didn’t really spend much time talking off duty. Mirri considered this and realized that she rarely took time off. MOst of the time she was at the Helm, steering the ship.

She had been on duty most of the night, by choice. But Xandra had decided, despite the late hour, to head for the party and the who was around still.

Her long hair was cooled on her head with small pearl topped combs holding it on either side. Her dress (*) was appliqued with what looked like exotic flowers and clung in just the right places without looking like she had been poured into it.

Glancing around for Ric, hoping to surprise him since she’d originally claimed she couldn’t go, she eventually headed for the bar to get a drink.

((*) … her gown… https://images.app.goo.gl/xa9xVj1Wq4A9zWXF6 ))

Xandra Primage
“Little Sehlat”
Green Squad Leader/ Pilot

Helm