03-16-2025, 12:10 AM
== Drunken Tribble ==
There were various meetings that Titania's Captain was scheduled to attend while they were docked. This was something she always dreaded. In fact, after months of living on the ship, Starbases were always disorienting. There was nothing relaxing about them in her opinion. But she had experienced so much drama on shore leave over the years that it was anything but leisure. Then there were all the masses of people wandering round freely, which felt to her chaotic - everyone on a starship moves around purposefully with somewhere to go or something to do. Perhaps it was old Security instincts kicking in, but she felt a undertone of hypervigilance intruding on her senses.
Jane had time between meetings, so sought refuge from the busy promenade by darting into the bar, looking to find a quiet booth to hide away. On entering she immediately had second thoughts. There was bound to be crew in there. The last thing they would want is to see the Captain, as per usual, in uniform. She didn't want to spoil anyone's fun.
Her eyes darted around adjusting to the lower lighting. There was a group playing darts and was that the First Officer with them?
There was a empty booth to her right and she slipped into the leather seating. When a server came by she ordered a sandwich and a fizzy water and studiously examined the contents of a PADD.
== Tag anyone ==
There were various meetings that Titania's Captain was scheduled to attend while they were docked. This was something she always dreaded. In fact, after months of living on the ship, Starbases were always disorienting. There was nothing relaxing about them in her opinion. But she had experienced so much drama on shore leave over the years that it was anything but leisure. Then there were all the masses of people wandering round freely, which felt to her chaotic - everyone on a starship moves around purposefully with somewhere to go or something to do. Perhaps it was old Security instincts kicking in, but she felt a undertone of hypervigilance intruding on her senses.
Jane had time between meetings, so sought refuge from the busy promenade by darting into the bar, looking to find a quiet booth to hide away. On entering she immediately had second thoughts. There was bound to be crew in there. The last thing they would want is to see the Captain, as per usual, in uniform. She didn't want to spoil anyone's fun.
Her eyes darted around adjusting to the lower lighting. There was a group playing darts and was that the First Officer with them?
There was a empty booth to her right and she slipped into the leather seating. When a server came by she ordered a sandwich and a fizzy water and studiously examined the contents of a PADD.
== Tag anyone ==