USS Saracen
Krex Mix - Meet the XO (Open)
Posted by Ensign Jhalae Ynuchausti (Engineering Officer) in Krex Mix - Meet the XO (Open)
Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Krex Mix - Meet the XO (Open)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Andriss Krex (Executive Officer) in Krex Mix - Meet the XO (Open)
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In his quarters on Deck 3, Andriss put the finishing touches on his reception party and meet and greet. Next to the replicator where guests could refresh their drinks, he had two tables set up–one each with vegan and non-vegetarian food options from Earth, Denobula, Quo’nos, Betazed, Vulcan, and Orion–a Federation of food.On the record player–a gift from one of his co-spouses on Denobula–September by Earth, Wind, & Fire played in the background, as would a rotation of 70s disco hits from Earth. Krex himself wore a navy blue leisure suit with wide legs and wide lapels and an orange zebra-print silk shirt that surreally matched his bright shock of orange hair.
On Denobula, his house was known for its get togethers, and Andriss looked forward to this first party on the Saracen, an informal opportunity to meet members of the crew. He perched on the edge of a low sofa and ate a soda cracker, sipping sparkling water, and waited for his guests to arrive.
-XO Andriss Krex
“Ally, where the heck are you? I’m outside the place and I got the beer. I’m all dressed up and I look like I’m about to ask the new XO on a date. You said you’d be here, what’s taking so long?” Rico stood lightly swinging a six pack of beer in one hand, leaving the fourth message for Allison on the ships comm system.
Letting out a sigh he leaned on the wall, his elbow hitting the door chime and setting off the announcement inside that the first Arrival had… arrived.
Lt Rico Vanhall, Armory
When Andriss heard the first chime, he practically leapt off the couch. Denobulans in general tend to prefer co-mingling, and had he not been preparing for the party, Andriss would have been holo-chatting with his spouses about their days–but he was just as excited, if not moreso–to meet the new crew.
He stood at the door to welcome his first guest, whom he recognized from ship’s register. He’d studied it fastidious before coming aboard.
“Lieutenant Vanhall! Welcome, welcome! Please do make yourself comfortable and help yourself to any refreshments or the replicator! It’s nice to meet you in person,” he rambled, pointing the man into the quarters.
-XO Andriss Krex
Sheleah had just stepped off the lift and was walking quickly down the corridor when she saw the new XO’s door open. Excitedly, she quickened her pace and waved cheerily.
“Hi! Got room for one more?” she asked.
- Sheleah
“Of course, Lieutenant!” Andriss said jovially, welcoming the counselor and diplomat into the space. “Our esteemed Armory Officer, Mr. Vanhall, has just arrived as well. Can I get you a glass of Aldebaran wine, or you may help yourself to the tables or replicator!”
The door buzzed again, and again, and again.
“If you’ll excuse me, you two, just for a moment,” Andriss said to Lts. Vanhall and Ruby , attending to the door. “So sorry, I promise I’ll drop by again soon.”
Jhalae stepped off the lift on Deck 3 and strolled up to the door of the XO’s quarters. She’d heard, through ship chatter, that that the XO was into botany so she held a potted plant in hands. Since this was her first ship assignment, she wasn’t really sure how these types of events played out and to be safe she wore her issued Starfleet Engineering uniform. Before she rang the chime she placed her ear to the door and listened. Then after a moment, she shifted the plant under one arm, rang the chime, and followed up with a knock on the door.
Ynuchausti, Engineer
Inside, the party was getting somewhere, Andriss thought, slightly annoyed to be taken from his recent guests and the gaggle of NEs who had arrived just after them.
He opened the door to see an Orion Engineer with the black, curly he’d seen in his recent studies of the Roster.
“Ensign Ynuchausti! How kind of you to make it,” Andriss glowed, wiping sweat from his expanded forehead, his orange hair wilting a little. “Can I take that lovely specimen off your hands? It is so good to meet you.”
Effusive hosting was definitely part of Andriss’s element, but he realized he was getting dehydrated and could use a drink–stat–but he grinned and extended his arm toward the soiree.
-XO Andriss Krex