Will's trip to Deep Space 9

[visible_sariel]

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.

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[visible_sariel]

Oh, crud. "I'm sorry, Will..." It's a definitely apologetic Sariel who nudges her friend's drink helpfully toward his nearer hand. She's in no danger of knocking the glass off the table at least; that's one disaster averted, if nothing else.

[will_scarlett]

He nods and takes some careful sips of the whiskey,

"Bloody 'ell, what's in that?"

[visible_sariel]

"Most of what's in there isn't from Earth, actually." Sariel's gone a bit red herself, though not for the same reason as Will. "they're from Bajor, the world the people with nose ridges come from. I'm sorry, I should have warned you how spicy these were sooner." She might find this whole situation funny later, but for now... different story.

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?"

[will_scarlett]

"Oh nay, its good. An isna too bad just need to take smaller bites is all."

This time he takes a smaller bite.

[visible_sariel]

Hopefully this time it doesn't make him turn colors? "It does... take some getting used to, you're right." Pause. "I thought Emily might splutter hers across the room the first time she tried hasperat. She'd kill me if she knew I'd told that story." Why yes, Sariel's smiling now, almost despite herself.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, could see it doin' that. 'member first time Mel gave me chicken enchiladas with lots o'chilis in it. Went all sorts o'colors."

[visible_sariel]

Sariel's trying not to giggle, but it isn't working terribly well. "I shouldn't laugh, really... That almost sounds like when Harding had grapefruit on it's own. I felt terrible for laughing." A couple seconds and a snicker or so later, she asks, "Mel?"

Someone hasn't had the pleasure of meeting Melaka Fray yet.

[will_scarlett]

"Mel Fray, she's a kind o'scary warrior from the future. Do ye know what Slayers are?"

[visible_sariel]

Sariel's caught with a mouthful of hasperat, and shakes her head mutely. A swallow and a sip of tea later, she answers more fully. "I haven't heard that term before, no. " Pause. Nobody's closer than a table away, but Sariel lowers her voice a touch when she asks her next question anyway. "Your future, or my future?"

[will_scarlett]

"Na sure, someone's future, from a place called 'addyn. Ye e'er talked to 'arry Wells since 'e trains Slayers?"

[visible_sariel]

Sariel gives that a moment's thought. "... No, I don't think I have. Haddyn is unfamiliar too--it could be my future, but it most likely isn't." Shrug. "Someone's future, if nothing else. Does a... slayer do what I suspect they might?"

that being the obvious, given the name.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, mainly think vampires an demons an such."

[visible_sariel]

That gets a shiver, if a small one. "It... could be my future," Sariel says after a second's silence, "but I don't think so, really." People walking around doing in vampires of any sort, naturally occurring mimics of legend or otherwise... well. Starfleet would likely have heard of that, even if she might not have personally.

"And... Mel is a slayer?" That hasperat's getting steadily closer to gone.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, brave woman, she's on Security."

Will snags another one since he does like them once he's used to the spiciness.

[visible_sariel]

"I'll remember that. If I meet her, I'll... know who I'm talking to, at least."

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.

[will_scarlett]

"Seems a busy place 'ere. So what's brought yer ship 'ere?"

Will's drinking a bit slower but his whiskey is disappearing.

[visible_sariel]

The change of subject doesn't phase Sariel; once she's swallowed the tea she'd been drinking, she answers. "this was a routine stop, really. Some of us have work to do while we're here, but for most of us, this is just an opportunity for shoreleave."

If it weren't shoreleave, Sariel might very well have stopped herself before risking sneaking Will onto the station. Lucky Will?

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, so ye stop all sorts o'places like this then? Kind o'ports o'call?"

[visible_sariel]

"... Something like ports of call, yes. We don't come to places like this terribly often; mostly other worlds are our destinations." That, or situations not taking place on a given world, but Sariel's not getting into that just yet.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, do ye 'ave a favorite?"

[visible_sariel]

Sariel gives that one a long second's consideration. When she speaks, it's over the rim of that teacup again. "Aside from Earth, because of home... We don't always get to see that much of the worlds we visit. It really depends on our mission. So many of the planets we've seen are beautiful from orbit... but there is one. It's some distance from Earth, and I haven't been there more than once. Most of the surface is either a tropical forest or covered by an ocean. It was lovely to visit."

[will_scarlett]

"Sounds quite 'mazin', what's it called an when'd ye first go there?"

[visible_sariel]

"We first went there not long after I joined the crew of the Enterprise. It was an experience, believe me. I was barely out of the academy, so everything had quite an impact on me." Not that that's changed so terribly much, but that's obvious enough without it being said. Sariel does name the world in question as well, though how much sense it makes to Will is really... up to Will.

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..."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye?"

Will finds himself leaning to listen since Sariel tells a good story.

[visible_sariel]

Sariel's mother probably tells a better one, actually; Amalie Rager isn't nearly so reserved as her daughter. Still, a story is a story. "Bajor is the world nearest this station, the world where--you know." A gesture to the hasperat, then to the room at large - that particular planet's been mentioned before. "It was occupied by another people, the Cardassians, for decades." Pause. "Starfleet wasn't involved in the conflict, but that's not to say it wasn't disturbing to hear about. It was. Now that the occupation is over--that's why we're here, really. Some of us are helping to repair what was damaged then. Now that the fighting is over... I can't imagine things not improving."

Sooomebody is an idealist. Somebody else is lucky, hearing Sariel talk this much.