03-04-2025, 03:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-04-2025, 04:00 PM by Morad Ameen.)
== The Drunken Tribble Bar ==
Ameen was happy to be off the ship for a bit. Despite the Titania's size he was starting to feel a little claustrophobic. It wasn't just about the size of the ship though, it was more about seeing the same things over and over again. It didn't help that the last mission did not involve any away team activity so no change of scenery was offered. Another perk of being on shore leave was the opportunity to go out in civilian clothing for a change. Taking full advantage of this, Morad was now in a dark blue jeans, a simple white t-shirt under a red and black Plaid shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned reflecting his relaxed mood. The outfit complimented to his tall athletic built, emphasizing his broad shoulders. He also wore a cologne which was very unusual thing for him to do. He had received a bottle as a gift on his last birthday, and it has been sitting on his shelf for a while now.
I don't even remember the name of that thing... but I like the smell... it has this nice spices and woods tone to it...
The first officer made his way to the bar and toke a seat. The bartender closer to his location was wiping the counter with a towel.
Stereotypical I guess...
"How may help you hun?" She asked with a pleasant, if not a little flirty tone without looking up at him.
"Scotch on the rocks... hun." He returned her smile back in kind.
She giggled at his attempt of breaking the ice. It really wasn't needed, she recognized the voice now.
"Morad Ameen?" Her brown eyes lit up as her gaze met his. "That nice cologne sure fooled me. You are back to me so soon, quick mission huh?"
"It was alright. We did what we needed to do and now we are back here, waiting for the next one. And the cologne, I'm just trying something new I guess. How about you Cindy? Same old same old?" He asked as he watched her pour him one and she added a little extra before she placed it in front of him.
"Yup, people coming and going. Sometimes, they never comeback. But I got used to it. You know how it is..." Cindy replied, her full lips pressed together.
"Thanks." He raised his glass to her before taking that first delicious sip. "Mmmm... that really hit the spot."
She gave him a knowing grin. Those words seemed to bring back some interesting memories for her, but it was too late for him to take them back now.
It was one hell of a night... but that's all it was... one night...
"Ahem..." He recomposed himself as he pushed that thought out of his mind. "Have you seen anyone else from the Titania here or am I the first one."
Looking a little disappointed, Cindy turned her head toward the Darts area.
"He beat you to it." She said. "New to the game, but he is picking it up real quick."
"Oh yes." Morad replied. "He is our science officer. Learning quickly is part of the job description."
He then picked up his drink and stood up.
"I'll see you around Cindy." He said. "Thanks for the drink."
"See you Morad. Don't be a stranger." Cindy said as she watched walk away to the darts area.
Her last word lingered in his mind. She put a certain emphasis on it. This young woman was surrounded by people, yet he always felt she was lonely. Part of him wanted to give her more, but he knew better.
I am done with the 'I can fix her' stuff. People are not an engineering problem that needs fixing... I have to learn to let go...
He walked over to Keti as he watched his crewmate's form and technique.
"Not bad." Ameen said. "Care for a friendly match? Winner buys the loser a drink."
== Tag Keti ==
Ameen was happy to be off the ship for a bit. Despite the Titania's size he was starting to feel a little claustrophobic. It wasn't just about the size of the ship though, it was more about seeing the same things over and over again. It didn't help that the last mission did not involve any away team activity so no change of scenery was offered. Another perk of being on shore leave was the opportunity to go out in civilian clothing for a change. Taking full advantage of this, Morad was now in a dark blue jeans, a simple white t-shirt under a red and black Plaid shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned reflecting his relaxed mood. The outfit complimented to his tall athletic built, emphasizing his broad shoulders. He also wore a cologne which was very unusual thing for him to do. He had received a bottle as a gift on his last birthday, and it has been sitting on his shelf for a while now.
I don't even remember the name of that thing... but I like the smell... it has this nice spices and woods tone to it...
The first officer made his way to the bar and toke a seat. The bartender closer to his location was wiping the counter with a towel.
Stereotypical I guess...
"How may help you hun?" She asked with a pleasant, if not a little flirty tone without looking up at him.
"Scotch on the rocks... hun." He returned her smile back in kind.
She giggled at his attempt of breaking the ice. It really wasn't needed, she recognized the voice now.
"Morad Ameen?" Her brown eyes lit up as her gaze met his. "That nice cologne sure fooled me. You are back to me so soon, quick mission huh?"
"It was alright. We did what we needed to do and now we are back here, waiting for the next one. And the cologne, I'm just trying something new I guess. How about you Cindy? Same old same old?" He asked as he watched her pour him one and she added a little extra before she placed it in front of him.
"Yup, people coming and going. Sometimes, they never comeback. But I got used to it. You know how it is..." Cindy replied, her full lips pressed together.
"Thanks." He raised his glass to her before taking that first delicious sip. "Mmmm... that really hit the spot."
She gave him a knowing grin. Those words seemed to bring back some interesting memories for her, but it was too late for him to take them back now.
It was one hell of a night... but that's all it was... one night...
"Ahem..." He recomposed himself as he pushed that thought out of his mind. "Have you seen anyone else from the Titania here or am I the first one."
Looking a little disappointed, Cindy turned her head toward the Darts area.
"He beat you to it." She said. "New to the game, but he is picking it up real quick."
"Oh yes." Morad replied. "He is our science officer. Learning quickly is part of the job description."
He then picked up his drink and stood up.
"I'll see you around Cindy." He said. "Thanks for the drink."
"See you Morad. Don't be a stranger." Cindy said as she watched walk away to the darts area.
Her last word lingered in his mind. She put a certain emphasis on it. This young woman was surrounded by people, yet he always felt she was lonely. Part of him wanted to give her more, but he knew better.
I am done with the 'I can fix her' stuff. People are not an engineering problem that needs fixing... I have to learn to let go...
He walked over to Keti as he watched his crewmate's form and technique.
"Not bad." Ameen said. "Care for a friendly match? Winner buys the loser a drink."
== Tag Keti ==