Ensign Sariel Rager (
visible_sariel) wrote2009-04-26 05:46 pm
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Will's trip to Deep Space 9
the door opens on a corridor not entirely unlike those on the Enterprise; comm panels on the walls, deckplates underfoot, airlocks opening and closing with audible hisses in the middle distance. Despite all that, things look just a little more... civilian here. Not everyone passing by is in the same uniform, or in uniform at all, for one. Far from it.
Sariel waits until the corridor's as close to clear as it's likely to get before ducking through, beckoning Will after as soon as her feet hit the station's floor. She still looks a little nervous, but there's a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth all the same. "Welcome to Deep Space 9," she says as the door closes behind them.
Sariel waits until the corridor's as close to clear as it's likely to get before ducking through, beckoning Will after as soon as her feet hit the station's floor. She still looks a little nervous, but there's a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth all the same. "Welcome to Deep Space 9," she says as the door closes behind them.
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"Very spicy," she finishes a bit lamely. Oops?
She wasn't kidding, either. Hasperat has a serious zing to it, to be sure.
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"Bloody 'ell, what's in that?"
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Yes, by the way, she is nibbling on one of the spicy things. Beat. "The drink hasn't given you any surprises at least, has it?"
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This time he takes a smaller bite.
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Someone hasn't had the pleasure of meeting Melaka Fray yet.
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that being the obvious, given the name.
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"And... Mel is a slayer?" That hasperat's getting steadily closer to gone.
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Will snags another one since he does like them once he's used to the spiciness.
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Sariel's tea is getting closer to gone, as well. Off to one side of the room, a second shout of 'dabo!' rings out. Apparently the gaming tables are still very much in operation.
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Will's drinking a bit slower but his whiskey is disappearing.
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If it weren't shoreleave, Sariel might very well have stopped herself before risking sneaking Will onto the station. Lucky Will?
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When she continues after a momentary pause, she sounds a little thoughtful, a little wistful. "There is a world that I believe will be even more beautiful given time..."
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