03-07-2025, 09:31 PM
"Blue, science, all the way," Amila said defiantly as she put her palm on the table. "Clean him up, Keti!"
Ameen laughed at her enthusiasm, it was contagious to say the least.
The China Whites shots arrived, and Morad took a second to drink one with the rest of the gang.
"CHEERS" he joined in the usual celebratory chant before he one-timed the shot and slammed the empty shot glass on the counter as is tradition.
"Good choice my friend." He said to Keti. "Thank you."
"One of the greatest lessons I can recall for this occasion, she just happens to be a First Officer as well." Jukish said. "The most important part of anything is putting yourself out there, and don't get too discouraged when it doesn't work out."
Morad contemplated these words for a moment.
"Your second attempt might not work out as well, but still it was a good attempt." In his left hand Keti had the last dart by the tip, and he threw it at the Dart Board hitting the Bulls Eye. "When you put yourself out there it isn't always going to work, switch it up a little and sometimes the results can amaze you."
Ameen watched as the two science officers exchanged high fives.
First time playing... yea, right! Cindy, either you are loosing your sharpness or you just wanted to see me suffer...
The FO glanced at the beautiful bartender and her big smile told him everything he needed to know. He shook his head.
I'll get you back Cindy... you wait and see...
"Indeed." Morad replied to him. "My old CO used to say something similar too. You can't win the lottery if you don't buy a ticket. It was about taking risks and chances in life... it makes life worth living."
Keir and Amila were having a chat of their own. Then he noticed that she was addressing them now.
"Nope, their game isn't over." Amila shook her head. "Ameen's turn now. You boys playing 301? They've each got a few rounds to show themselves still. That was just a nice shot. They start at 301 or 501, and get points that work backward, and are trying to work their way down to zero,"
As he turned his head to face her she call him about and raised her glass in what looked like a toast. "Come on, Commander. Let's see what you can do!"
"301 I guess? But it's just a friendly skirmish really... We can make our own rules if you like. Make it 151 so you two can play sooner?" He looked in Keti's direction for confirmation.
This time the FO changed his stance completely, and changed the darts from his left hand to his right. He meant business. His first shot landed just a couple of inches of the bull's eye in the 18s. The second just a little further, but still in the inner circle, in the 19 range, and the third one landed in the bull's eye.
A little better... I think... I am actually not very good at this...
"Is anyone keeping count? Cause I am not... " Morad laughed as he stepped aside and reached for his drink.
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Ameen laughed at her enthusiasm, it was contagious to say the least.
The China Whites shots arrived, and Morad took a second to drink one with the rest of the gang.
"CHEERS" he joined in the usual celebratory chant before he one-timed the shot and slammed the empty shot glass on the counter as is tradition.
"Good choice my friend." He said to Keti. "Thank you."
"One of the greatest lessons I can recall for this occasion, she just happens to be a First Officer as well." Jukish said. "The most important part of anything is putting yourself out there, and don't get too discouraged when it doesn't work out."
Morad contemplated these words for a moment.
"Your second attempt might not work out as well, but still it was a good attempt." In his left hand Keti had the last dart by the tip, and he threw it at the Dart Board hitting the Bulls Eye. "When you put yourself out there it isn't always going to work, switch it up a little and sometimes the results can amaze you."
Ameen watched as the two science officers exchanged high fives.
First time playing... yea, right! Cindy, either you are loosing your sharpness or you just wanted to see me suffer...
The FO glanced at the beautiful bartender and her big smile told him everything he needed to know. He shook his head.
I'll get you back Cindy... you wait and see...
"Indeed." Morad replied to him. "My old CO used to say something similar too. You can't win the lottery if you don't buy a ticket. It was about taking risks and chances in life... it makes life worth living."
Keir and Amila were having a chat of their own. Then he noticed that she was addressing them now.
"Nope, their game isn't over." Amila shook her head. "Ameen's turn now. You boys playing 301? They've each got a few rounds to show themselves still. That was just a nice shot. They start at 301 or 501, and get points that work backward, and are trying to work their way down to zero,"
As he turned his head to face her she call him about and raised her glass in what looked like a toast. "Come on, Commander. Let's see what you can do!"
"301 I guess? But it's just a friendly skirmish really... We can make our own rules if you like. Make it 151 so you two can play sooner?" He looked in Keti's direction for confirmation.
This time the FO changed his stance completely, and changed the darts from his left hand to his right. He meant business. His first shot landed just a couple of inches of the bull's eye in the 18s. The second just a little further, but still in the inner circle, in the 19 range, and the third one landed in the bull's eye.
A little better... I think... I am actually not very good at this...
"Is anyone keeping count? Cause I am not... " Morad laughed as he stepped aside and reached for his drink.
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