<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/Denevis_Tho.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ensign Denevis Tho (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Denevis_Tho)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ten-Forward, seated at the bar.<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Angelica Blancas, Ensign Maira Snowpaw,  Chief Petty Officer Par, Open to anyone<br/><hr/><br/>Denevis gave Angelica an easy smile and nodded. “I don’t suppose you have any Orion wine?” He replied, his voice hopeful. It wasn’t a drink that many establishments in the Federation carried, but it was just about the only thing that he missed from his homeworld. He’d tried several human varieties during his time on Earth, and a few were close, but nothing quite matched the sheer richness of the beverage. Normally, he wouldn’t even have bothered to ask for it, but he had heard nothing but good things about the woman who now stood across the bar from him. “If so, I’d love a glass. If not, a guess a few fingers of Whiskey will do. Rye preferably. I never did get that into the single malt stuff.”<br/><br/>When asked about his thoughts, Denevis grew quiet for a moment. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk. It was simply that he wanted to take care in choosing the right words. Nobody liked it when someone they didn’t know just unloaded their problems on them without warning. Looking up, he met Angelica’s eyes with his dark gaze as he answered. “Just a little nervous,” He told her. “First posting and all. Truth is, I still can’t believe that I’m here. It all seems a little surreal and I keep thinking that I’m going to blink once too often and find myself back on Orion.”<br/><br/>As he said that, Denevis reached over the bar with his hand offering her the human gesture of greeting known as a handshake: something else that he had learned while on Earth. “My name is Denevis.”<br/>