06-16-2024, 05:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-16-2024, 05:10 PM by Cera Morgan.)
If the truth be told, Cera didn't actually believe there was anything worth celebrating at the moment, unless someone had an affinity for dumpster fires. Yes, the Artemis' team had made it back physically unscathed with one noted exception but the fallout seemed to be reaching nuclear levels.
Her own personal life was now entirely in shambles, though she supposed that might have been the case whether Ben was locked up in the brig or not. He still hadn't given her an answer for his decision to run away over her choice of dinner companions and with him now facing legal issues courtesy of his own stupid honesty -- the irony was strong when he couldn't be honest with her --, her feelings and desire for closure were very much on the backburner. She was currently considering reverting to the written form to gain her closure but she wasn't sure it was worth the effort.
Fortunately, the rest of the mess had kept her busy enough that Ben only lurked on the edge of her thoughts during the day. While there was little she could truthfully do for Ben or Tyra or Coleman, she'd made it her mission to be as useful as possible, whether that meant dropping off food or coffee or merely listening for helpful tidbits of information that floated through DS9 from time to time.
She'd even tried to convince Tyra that attending the party might be a welcomed distraction for the captain but she'd been waved off with a sad smile that was tinged with more guilt that Cera liked to see. With no luck there, in a surge of pettiness that would make her mother proud, Cera had forwarded an invite to the party to the alleged cause of her issues with Ben. After all, if he was going to accuse her of something…
However, if she was entirely honest, it was the competing interests of curiosity and nosiness that had her attending the party. She'd been present for the Quark's debacle that had introduced Coleman to his much younger friend and she'd been present for the Christmas party. She was also well aware of both Eun's and Coleman's meetings with Tyra, as well as all of the very scandalous gossip that had accompanied news of her transfer. Cera had even gone as far as to try to mute the salaciousness of some of the rumors but she'd be honest, she didn't buy the whole "getting to know each other" story. If it was true, it wouldn't be true for long, not with what she knew of Coleman's track record. He had never made her job difficult when it came to finding out details of his love life….
And it seemed he wasn't going to start now as Cera had no sooner entered the room before her eyes were drawn to a showing of PDA that would no doubt hit the grapevine faster than Coleman could cram his tongue down his "friend's" throat. The half-Betazoid immediately regretted checking the mood of the room on entry, pulling her senses back as quickly as she could before she learned more than she wanted to. Fortunately, the second half of the newest members of the Love Boat seemed significantly more embarrassed about the display, though she supposed she'd get over it soon enough. Coleman was easy on the eyes and Cera had certainly never heard any complaints from his previous "friends".
I can't decide which is worse: one's hiding and one is putting on a show…
Her dark eyes flicked over the party as she pushed forward. It seemed she had some competition on the party planning front from Eun and Calleja, which was very surprising coming from the muscular security officer. Cera supposed she had a soft side just like all of the other muscle heads, though she would have guessed it was a softness for puppies not K-Pop inspired parties. At least, it seemed that Cera had guessed correctly in dressing more casually with black jeans and an off the shoulder gray sweater.
She carefully steered clear of the main group, not necessarily feeling that being in the middle of the Love Boat was in her best interest at the moment. At least not until she had a drink or two in her and that probably wasn't a good idea until she had something in her stomach.
The desserts and snacks had immediately caught her eye but it was the ramen bar that drew her in, the scent catching her attention as it pulled her back to a very enjoyable trip to Little Seoul on Luna. She smiled at Lucy as she approached, nodding her head slightly.
"If you like your ramen spicy, those dried red peppers and that oil next to the soy sauce will give it an amazing zing. Or some good ol' fashioned gochujang," Cera offered warmly as she dumped a significant amount of fresh veggies into her bowl before carefully selecting a few pieces of thinly sliced beef for her bowl and then, placing a few of the dried peppers in the bowl as well. She
"If you don't like spice but you still want flavor, doenjang is a good addition," she motioned towards a container of brown paste. Then, she smiled a little apologetically, though it was still her megawatt smile. "Not that you need my help, mind you."
With her toppings and meat selected, she fetched some noodles and then, carefully ladled the liquid into her bowl. She heard the call for drinks as she finished but decided it was in her best interest to take a few bites first. After all, she looked put together and well but it was an uphill battle altogether.
== Tag Lucy! ==
Her own personal life was now entirely in shambles, though she supposed that might have been the case whether Ben was locked up in the brig or not. He still hadn't given her an answer for his decision to run away over her choice of dinner companions and with him now facing legal issues courtesy of his own stupid honesty -- the irony was strong when he couldn't be honest with her --, her feelings and desire for closure were very much on the backburner. She was currently considering reverting to the written form to gain her closure but she wasn't sure it was worth the effort.
Fortunately, the rest of the mess had kept her busy enough that Ben only lurked on the edge of her thoughts during the day. While there was little she could truthfully do for Ben or Tyra or Coleman, she'd made it her mission to be as useful as possible, whether that meant dropping off food or coffee or merely listening for helpful tidbits of information that floated through DS9 from time to time.
She'd even tried to convince Tyra that attending the party might be a welcomed distraction for the captain but she'd been waved off with a sad smile that was tinged with more guilt that Cera liked to see. With no luck there, in a surge of pettiness that would make her mother proud, Cera had forwarded an invite to the party to the alleged cause of her issues with Ben. After all, if he was going to accuse her of something…
However, if she was entirely honest, it was the competing interests of curiosity and nosiness that had her attending the party. She'd been present for the Quark's debacle that had introduced Coleman to his much younger friend and she'd been present for the Christmas party. She was also well aware of both Eun's and Coleman's meetings with Tyra, as well as all of the very scandalous gossip that had accompanied news of her transfer. Cera had even gone as far as to try to mute the salaciousness of some of the rumors but she'd be honest, she didn't buy the whole "getting to know each other" story. If it was true, it wouldn't be true for long, not with what she knew of Coleman's track record. He had never made her job difficult when it came to finding out details of his love life….
And it seemed he wasn't going to start now as Cera had no sooner entered the room before her eyes were drawn to a showing of PDA that would no doubt hit the grapevine faster than Coleman could cram his tongue down his "friend's" throat. The half-Betazoid immediately regretted checking the mood of the room on entry, pulling her senses back as quickly as she could before she learned more than she wanted to. Fortunately, the second half of the newest members of the Love Boat seemed significantly more embarrassed about the display, though she supposed she'd get over it soon enough. Coleman was easy on the eyes and Cera had certainly never heard any complaints from his previous "friends".
I can't decide which is worse: one's hiding and one is putting on a show…
Her dark eyes flicked over the party as she pushed forward. It seemed she had some competition on the party planning front from Eun and Calleja, which was very surprising coming from the muscular security officer. Cera supposed she had a soft side just like all of the other muscle heads, though she would have guessed it was a softness for puppies not K-Pop inspired parties. At least, it seemed that Cera had guessed correctly in dressing more casually with black jeans and an off the shoulder gray sweater.
She carefully steered clear of the main group, not necessarily feeling that being in the middle of the Love Boat was in her best interest at the moment. At least not until she had a drink or two in her and that probably wasn't a good idea until she had something in her stomach.
The desserts and snacks had immediately caught her eye but it was the ramen bar that drew her in, the scent catching her attention as it pulled her back to a very enjoyable trip to Little Seoul on Luna. She smiled at Lucy as she approached, nodding her head slightly.
"If you like your ramen spicy, those dried red peppers and that oil next to the soy sauce will give it an amazing zing. Or some good ol' fashioned gochujang," Cera offered warmly as she dumped a significant amount of fresh veggies into her bowl before carefully selecting a few pieces of thinly sliced beef for her bowl and then, placing a few of the dried peppers in the bowl as well. She
"If you don't like spice but you still want flavor, doenjang is a good addition," she motioned towards a container of brown paste. Then, she smiled a little apologetically, though it was still her megawatt smile. "Not that you need my help, mind you."
With her toppings and meat selected, she fetched some noodles and then, carefully ladled the liquid into her bowl. She heard the call for drinks as she finished but decided it was in her best interest to take a few bites first. After all, she looked put together and well but it was an uphill battle altogether.
== Tag Lucy! ==