06-30-2024, 02:45 AM
== NRC - Lt (JG) Tarek Jonnson - Science ==
Lieutenant Junior Grade Tarek Jonnson took a deep breath before stepping into the Officer’s Lounge, the familiar hum of the Artemis’s systems fading into the background as the festive atmosphere enveloped him. The transformation was stunning; paper lanterns casting a warm glow, the hologram of the Korean mountainside creating an immersive backdrop. The tantalizing aroma of Korean delicacies filled the air, and Tarek felt a relaxed yet lively energy to the party, especially with someone rap-singing a Kpop song.
Scanning the room, he took in all the little details, and also noticed a couple of familiar faces amongst the crowd too. When he saw what everyone else was wearing, Tarek was glad that he had dressed right for the event. He wore a blue graphic tee that said in white lettering “All the best science jokes” and then had the symbol for the 18th element on the periodic table below the words. To not be too casual, he wore a black blazer too, the sleeves rolled up showing the silvery detail of the fabric from inside the blazer, and a pair of dark grey trousers. On his feet was his signature style, what he always tried to wear whenever he could get away with it, a pair of sneakers. The pair he wore for the night were one of his favorites, blue-silver chucks.
Eventually his gaze settled on a trio who seemed to be talking animatedly amongst each other. Mara Calleja was with Beka Sydesh and his new boss, Aeryn Miller. Tarek no longer had mixed feelings about Aeryn. The ex-security chief had seemed like an odd choice to take charge of the science department. He remembered asking what kind of science she was interested in doing, and Aeryn had launched into a stunning amount of detail about botany! Then he supposed she wasn’t all that odd after all. Especially as he wasn’t one to judge as he loved astrophysics and xenobiology; two subjects that had very little in common with one another.
Tarek made his way to the drink table, pouring himself a glass of soju. He took a sip, savoring the unfamiliar but pleasant taste, before taking another sip to reinforce the flavor. Turning back toward the trio, his eyes fell on Mara. Heavy black pants, boots, and a sleeveless olive green top that showed off her impressive physique, Tarek wondered how she managed to look so effortlessly cool. The crest on her top, a stylized unicorn wielding chainsaws, brought a subtle grin to his face. Tarek had no clue what the t-shirt meant, if it meant anything at all other than being humorous, but he loved it all the same.
He assumed the person singing the energetic song was Eun Ju Han, as that was the name he heard associated with the party. Most of the rumor mill had been focused on her and Coleman as an item, but Tarek put little stock in rumors. Not that they weren’t right, but they were also sometimes wrong beyond five sigma, which was just bad science. As her voice rang out, he smiled at her enthusiasm and wondered about the confidence it must have taken to sing like that in front of everyone.
Glancing back at Mara, who was now embracing Sydesh, Tarek noted a noodle bowl was still in her hand making the whole thing look awkward. That elicited a chuckle from him. Moving from the drinks table, he made his way over to the small group of officers near the ramen station. Whatever confrontation had happened seemed to be dissipating with every step he took, which was good news for him.
“Hi Lieutenant Commander Miller?” he approached the trio, brushing away some of his messy, sandy-blonde hair that always seemed perpetually windswept.
“Tarek Jonnson. We met briefly the other day in the Science Complex. I heard there was a party and didn’t want to miss out. But don’t worry, I’m not here to pull one of my pranks.”
If there was one thing Jonnson was known for, it was for some of his legendary pranks. Whether or not they were actually legendary was something up for speculation, but he felt they deserved the title. One of his favorites had been when he modified the mess hall’s gravity plating, causing the meals, and people, to start floating. Because he had set the plates to different timers, some changed polarity, while others didn’t. Which meant plenty of laughing by those watching others floating, before they themselves got caught up in it. It had all caused quite the scene, a fair bit of chaos, and definitely a mess. Of course he restored the gravity quickly, and helped clean up the mess, ensuring no real harm was done.
“Doctor Sydesh. Chief Calleja. Nice to meet you,” Tarek extended his hand out, his bright green eyes sparkling with excitement and repressed mischief. Despite his usual disposition, he felt just a little nervous under the surface, especially meeting some of the heavy hitters on the Artemis.
“You know, a few weeks ago I did a study on how drunk people returned to their quarters at night. The results were staggering!”
== tag Aeryn and Beka/Mara ==
Lieutenant Junior Grade Tarek Jonnson took a deep breath before stepping into the Officer’s Lounge, the familiar hum of the Artemis’s systems fading into the background as the festive atmosphere enveloped him. The transformation was stunning; paper lanterns casting a warm glow, the hologram of the Korean mountainside creating an immersive backdrop. The tantalizing aroma of Korean delicacies filled the air, and Tarek felt a relaxed yet lively energy to the party, especially with someone rap-singing a Kpop song.
Scanning the room, he took in all the little details, and also noticed a couple of familiar faces amongst the crowd too. When he saw what everyone else was wearing, Tarek was glad that he had dressed right for the event. He wore a blue graphic tee that said in white lettering “All the best science jokes” and then had the symbol for the 18th element on the periodic table below the words. To not be too casual, he wore a black blazer too, the sleeves rolled up showing the silvery detail of the fabric from inside the blazer, and a pair of dark grey trousers. On his feet was his signature style, what he always tried to wear whenever he could get away with it, a pair of sneakers. The pair he wore for the night were one of his favorites, blue-silver chucks.
Eventually his gaze settled on a trio who seemed to be talking animatedly amongst each other. Mara Calleja was with Beka Sydesh and his new boss, Aeryn Miller. Tarek no longer had mixed feelings about Aeryn. The ex-security chief had seemed like an odd choice to take charge of the science department. He remembered asking what kind of science she was interested in doing, and Aeryn had launched into a stunning amount of detail about botany! Then he supposed she wasn’t all that odd after all. Especially as he wasn’t one to judge as he loved astrophysics and xenobiology; two subjects that had very little in common with one another.
Tarek made his way to the drink table, pouring himself a glass of soju. He took a sip, savoring the unfamiliar but pleasant taste, before taking another sip to reinforce the flavor. Turning back toward the trio, his eyes fell on Mara. Heavy black pants, boots, and a sleeveless olive green top that showed off her impressive physique, Tarek wondered how she managed to look so effortlessly cool. The crest on her top, a stylized unicorn wielding chainsaws, brought a subtle grin to his face. Tarek had no clue what the t-shirt meant, if it meant anything at all other than being humorous, but he loved it all the same.
He assumed the person singing the energetic song was Eun Ju Han, as that was the name he heard associated with the party. Most of the rumor mill had been focused on her and Coleman as an item, but Tarek put little stock in rumors. Not that they weren’t right, but they were also sometimes wrong beyond five sigma, which was just bad science. As her voice rang out, he smiled at her enthusiasm and wondered about the confidence it must have taken to sing like that in front of everyone.
Glancing back at Mara, who was now embracing Sydesh, Tarek noted a noodle bowl was still in her hand making the whole thing look awkward. That elicited a chuckle from him. Moving from the drinks table, he made his way over to the small group of officers near the ramen station. Whatever confrontation had happened seemed to be dissipating with every step he took, which was good news for him.
“Hi Lieutenant Commander Miller?” he approached the trio, brushing away some of his messy, sandy-blonde hair that always seemed perpetually windswept.
“Tarek Jonnson. We met briefly the other day in the Science Complex. I heard there was a party and didn’t want to miss out. But don’t worry, I’m not here to pull one of my pranks.”
If there was one thing Jonnson was known for, it was for some of his legendary pranks. Whether or not they were actually legendary was something up for speculation, but he felt they deserved the title. One of his favorites had been when he modified the mess hall’s gravity plating, causing the meals, and people, to start floating. Because he had set the plates to different timers, some changed polarity, while others didn’t. Which meant plenty of laughing by those watching others floating, before they themselves got caught up in it. It had all caused quite the scene, a fair bit of chaos, and definitely a mess. Of course he restored the gravity quickly, and helped clean up the mess, ensuring no real harm was done.
“Doctor Sydesh. Chief Calleja. Nice to meet you,” Tarek extended his hand out, his bright green eyes sparkling with excitement and repressed mischief. Despite his usual disposition, he felt just a little nervous under the surface, especially meeting some of the heavy hitters on the Artemis.
“You know, a few weeks ago I did a study on how drunk people returned to their quarters at night. The results were staggering!”
== tag Aeryn and Beka/Mara ==