Posted by Civilian Teek’ma Downs (Manager, The Mystique Club) in The Mystique Club (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Nisihe Odraavi (Chief Medical Officer) in The Mystique Club (Open)

Posted by Civilian Teek’ma Downs (Manager, The Mystique Club) in The Mystique Club (Open)
Teek’ma palmed open the security gate and smiled as a couple ‘morning regulars’ wandered in and caf as well as breakfast and lunches were ordered. Some were getting off shift and looking for a quick bite before sleep claimed them. But the majority were morning folks for first shift. ‘Morning’ was such a relative term in space. The only thing denoting morning and night were scattered chrono pieces here and there, set to local time of the nearest planet that oriented the orbiting ships and stations to the same ‘time’ so folks had a way to mark time. In all reality, every day, minute and hour was ‘night’ in the darkness of space.

Teek smiled to several folks as she moved to the back corner where a small table served as a makeshift office out here where she could keep an eye on things. She had an office in the back, and vids to show her everything, but it wasn’t the same. Sitting down and picking up one of the PADDs beside her, she began making a list of requisition supplies she need. Other PADDs held duty rosters, events, menus and other things the middle aged manager of the club needed to run her establishment out here in the reaches of space.

Teek’ma Downs
Manager

Nisihe walked in, a tired look upon her face, however it was quickly masked by the faint smile that was generally played across the genial features of the young doctor. She wasn’t really interested in food, as breakfast was the one meal that was incredibly situational, for her. Here only to check up on the manager/owner, and see how she was doing, medically, she suspected she would be on her way, very soon. Quietly, she headed towards one of the workers, asking where she could find Ms. Downs.

Odraavi
CMO

As Teek’ma came out of the back room, PADD in hand, the young lady pointed her out to Odraavi. “There is Ms Teek’ma,” she said.

“Why, thank you.” Doctor Odraavi responded towards the young lady, her smile unwavering in simple gratitude.

The sound of her name made the manager glance up. A smile lit her features as she saw the doctor. “Well, hey, Did! Come on in. Trina, two tea please.” She nodded to the woman the doc has hailed and then motioned her to a quiet back table. “Didn’t expect to see you here. To what do I owe the honor?” She sat down in one of the chairs and motioned the doc to take the other.

Teek’ma Downs
Manager

Odraavi took a seat across from the Manager, clasping her hands casually on the table, discovering the atmosphere of the place was far more welcoming than she had initially suspected. “Breakfast isn’t exactly a known meal to us medical officials,” Nisihe joked, shaking her head with an amused smile. “Well, Sickbay seems pretty in tune with checking on the officers of this fine starbase. But, not too many of my Junior Officers are too keen on talking to civilians, so I’m just stopping by to see how you are doing.”

Dr. Odraavi
CMO