Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge
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				Title: <strong>Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>13-08-2017, 11:26:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fromthedeckchair.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/ftdc_ssp_obslng2.jpg)</div>This is a small lounge located on deck 5 and is set in the forward edge of the primary hull. It has a very relaxed and congenial air about it; The Observation Lounge is the only place on the ship where rank means nothing - "sir" need not be uttered when a person of lower rank addresses an officer, and everyone is on an equal footing. Opinions can be voiced in complete safety. This lounge is the social center of the ship.<br><br>The Observation Lounge has a small number of recreational games and assorted "stuff". 3-D chess and other games can all be found here. There is also a bar (self-service) which is stocked (at the Captain's discretion) with various potent alcoholic beverages, such as chech'tluth, Aldebaran whiskey, Saurian brandy, Tzartak aperitif, Tamarian Frost, C&amp;E Warp Lager, Warnog, Antarean brandy, and many others as well as a small food/drink replicator that can make the synthahol versions of these and other drinks.<br><br>The Observation Lounge on board the <em>Redemption</em> is named the <em>Angel's Rest</em> and has an old Earth look and feel to it in its furniture choice and decor.&nbsp; A small number of tables and chairs, as well as some benches, provide seating for the crew. Large windows set into the forward wall allow a breathtaking view from the bow of the ship, giving a clear view of what lies before the ship. Situated under the forward torpedo tubes, they also allow for a 'you-are-there' view of the launching of these destructive devices. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>17-08-2017, 07:34:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Arik Soong<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arik's Offices @ the Academy -&gt; Redemption - Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Open<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong> None<br><br>After Captain Picard had left Arik's office at the academy, Arik had taken the time to finish packing a few things, choosing carefully from among his small collection of knickknacks, mementos, and awards that he had collected over the last several years during his service to Starfleet. It wasn't much, really, but each of them had at least a small meaning to him, and he was still fascinated by the feelings they could evoke now that he had activated his emotion chip.&nbsp; Once everything was packed he left it near the door to be transferred to the ship before they departed, then set off to the ship himself to get things settled.<br><br>He made his way then quickly to the ship, taking a quick shuttle up to spacedock. There he passed by crew members boarding, spacedock workers finalizing equipment, and other crew doing the many thousands of tasks required to see a new ship off on extended, possibly dangerous missions. And now they were only a couple hours from leaving, so everyone seemed to be rushing even more to make sure their departure was on time and completely safe. Rather than cause any sort of commotion Arik instead quietly and unassumingly made his way onto the ship, passing through people putting the finishing touches on things as his eyes scanned the various corridors. The ship was beautiful and it wasn't huge like some of the other starship classes, but it was still quite a decent size, and was decidedly... efficient and it packed quite a bit into its overall package. Arik found he was quite looking forward to putting her through his paces.<br><br>He knew it would be time to depart soon and he would need to make his way to the bridge for their departure, and possibly even say something to the crew before getting the ship on its way. First, however, he stopped by Angel's Rest. The place was largely deserted which suited the android fine as he walked up to the large windows up front and, for several long minutes, he was lost in thought as he gazed out into the spacedock and everything it held, pondering how far things had come over the last several hundred years.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>19-08-2017, 17:38:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Captain Arik Soong<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br>The android captain of the ship was standing looking out at the spacedock.&nbsp; Had he been anything other than an android, Anatole might have believed that he was lost in thought.&nbsp; Given that he<em> was</em> an android, capable of trillions of calculations per second, it was much more likely that the captain was considering anything from the eventual decommissioning of the spacedock to the number of rivets that had been used in its construction.&nbsp; Had he wanted to remain undisturbed, he would have chosen somewhere other than one of the more public venues on the ship.<br><br>"An amazing feat of engineering," Anatole said, a moment after joining the captain.&nbsp; The android would have been aware of his approach.&nbsp; It was years of training that made Anatole pause just inside the captain's peripheral vision before speaking, essentially making Arik aware of his presence before engaging him, to avoid startling him.&nbsp; "I've always wondered why they built it so close to the planet, where it must dedicate a considerable portion of its engine output to station-keeping, rather than in a higher orbit.&nbsp; I'm sure its designers had their reasons, just as the designers of this ship had their reasons for everything they did.&nbsp; I look forward to serving on board.&nbsp; I have high hopes for an interesting tour of service."<br><br>He pondered actually introducing himself, despite knowing that the captain would know exactly who he was, to the point of likely reviewing his file as soon as he entered the room.&nbsp; Could an android be offended by a social faux pas?&nbsp; Anatole wasn't sure.&nbsp; As he frequently did, he decided to err on the side of caution.&nbsp; "Anatole Kir-Je, diplomatic attache.&nbsp; I understand there has been an issue with ambassador Fleming joining us? I haven't heard if he was being replaced or simply delayed.&nbsp; The last communique indicated that I didn't have a high enough security clearance to be given the details, despite the fact that I'm the ambassador's assistant.&nbsp; Have you heard anything?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>19-08-2017, 19:23:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara <br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>At the turbo lift left Maine Engineering and moved upward Maddie contemplated Liaras question. "Honestly; I just kind of fell into it. My whole academic focus had been Star Fleet intelligence before I made a commander angry with a smug look of victory. That's my theory anyway." <br><br>Stepping from the lift she walked just slightly behind the smaller woman watching the way Liara moved. "My sister, Veyea was bouncing ideas off of me and we got into a....heated argument." Maddie chuckled tucking a stray lock of red behind her ear, eyes gleaming as she remembered how her superior attitude had had Veyea throwing things. <br><br>At the replicators docks she paused. "Raktajino." she continued as the drink was created picking it up and waiting as Liara did the same. "It landed us in an commanders office. When he asked what we were fighting about; and I was right star fleet decided my knack for intelligence was overshadows by a mind for engineering. It was accept my new post or be demoted -with- my sister at my side. I accepted, we were both stationed at a medical station on the edge of Romulan space." <br><br>As they walked around from the replicators to the main counter Maddie waited until Liara had taken her seat before sliding into the one next to the Bajoran. "After an...incident that injured my sister we were offered separate Earth posts or Space flight together..so here I am!" she chuckled before taking a drink of her Raktajino her eyes lingering on Liaras nose before meeting her gaze as Maddie lowered the metal federation cup. "What about you? Have you always been so adept in engineering? I find it exhilarating that you've been on DS09. The stories I have heard of the station and the crew are nothing short of a saga. It must have been exciting!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>19-08-2017, 19:56:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara listened to Maddie's story regarding her tendency for eliciting the ire of others.&nbsp; Liara found the discussion rather familiar having had many of those same situations arise during her short career in Starfleet.&nbsp; Liara stepped up to the replicator after Maddie had received hers.&nbsp; "Liara Raktajino" She said, smiling wryly at her superior who she was certain would say something.&nbsp; "First thing I do when I arrive at a new base is program a number of replicator recipes so I know I'll always get it how I like it."&nbsp; She took the cup and sniffed at the acridly sweet aroma.&nbsp; "One of the advantages of being an engineer."&nbsp; Finished with a wink before walking to one of the seats at the counter.&nbsp; Out of the corner of her eye she noticed two men, a Trill and another man with officer rank on his appellate standing at the front of the lounge.&nbsp; <br><br>"I know that conversation, I've had it a number of times since I arrived at the Academy.&nbsp; Thankfully my skill always outweighed my transgressions."&nbsp; She felt sad to hear that her sister had been injured in an accident that sent her away from a post.&nbsp; "I'm so sorry.&nbsp; I hope she's ok." Then it hit her like a slap in the face.&nbsp; "...wait...that was your sister in engineering when you came in."&nbsp; She finally said with understanding in her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>Liara's eyes looked out across the top of her cup, her eyes and her thoughts still on the woman sitting across from her.&nbsp; The warmth in her belly was pulsing by now as the warmth of the Klingon coffee added to the sensation.&nbsp; "I've always had a knack for machines.&nbsp; I would fix harvesters and plows on Bajor.&nbsp; My father introduced me to Chief Miles O'Brien after they took Terok Nor from the Cardassians."&nbsp; Taking a sip, her mind went back to her conversation with the Chief earlier in the day.&nbsp; "I worked as part of the Bajoran technical team under the Chief's direct supervision until he recommended I apply to the academy."&nbsp; Her mind went back to some of the things she'd seen at the station prior to leaving for the academy.&nbsp; She'd left just before the start of the Dominion war and had only mission reports to keep her focused on the fates of her friends.&nbsp; Pulling herself out of the memory, she smiled meekly from behind her cup.&nbsp; "Yes, it was interesting to say the least." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>20-08-2017, 00:10:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara (Arik Soong, Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je)<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Maddie nodded knowing the effects war could have on a people; she was happy to see Liara was vibrant. With a Cardassian aboard Liara had to indeed have an open heart. That she too had managed to tickle Star fleet the wrong way and didn't look guilty at all for doing it tickled Maddie the right way. <br><br>Maddies blue eyes gleamed and her smile softened as Liara expressed concern for her sisters wellbeing. "Recovery has been trying for her, but returning to duty will help exponentially I am sure. I will pass on your well wishes though, thank you Liara." <br><br>The Bajorans name rolled off her tongue and she smiled as she took another swallow of her Raktajino. Maddie held the blondes eyes as she did her smile curving into a smirk when Liara didn't lower her eyes. "You must be extraordinary for such a man as Chief Miles O'Brien to take you under his wing. Your knowledge will be put to the test here but I look forward to working closely with you on this journey, Liara." <br><br>Maddie looked over then to the two officers looking out the observation window. The profile of one male told Maddie he was Trill which like her sister peaked her interest. The other was the Android; it didn't matter how Maddie knew..but she did. It was the one aspect of being crewed on the Redemption that Maddie wasn't a hundred percent sure of. However the chance to observe an Android captain and watching how he would evolve in such close proximity to the crew was going to be fascinating. Or that's how she had sold Veyea on taking the post with her. <br><br>Maddie looked back to Liara and grinned arching her brow. "We will have to find way to make the Redemption just as interesting for you,&nbsp; won't we Liara?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>20-08-2017, 05:04:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara smiled and nodded happily hearing that Maddie's sister was going to be recover.&nbsp; She knew too many Starfleet and Bajoran's who had been injured on DS9 in the days she was on the station who were injured who were still dealing with their injuries so she knew the hard road some had to walk.&nbsp; She was glad that Maddie would pass on her well wishes.&nbsp; It was always nice to hear when strangers hoped for your health during trying times, at least it was for Liara.<br><br>There was a palpable magnetism between Liara and Maddie, she could feel it especially in a setting such as this were they could be more relaxed with the rules set down for the lounge. Liara sipped at her coffee, enjoying the heady sweet flavor as she listened.&nbsp; Her eyes drank in the woman before her without hiding her interest.&nbsp; It was obvious in the way they talked that there was a small manner of flirting back and forth between them even if neither had touched the other.&nbsp; Liara had never been one to hold back on attraction, knowing she could be discreet enough in public to make things work...usually.&nbsp; <br><br>"Chief O'Brien liked to say I could speak to machines."&nbsp; Liara replied with a soft giggle.&nbsp; "Of course I can't talk to machines...usually. But I do understand them, I see them in my mind as I'm working on something."&nbsp; The young lieutenant blushed softly at the suggestion that they would be working together <em>closely</em> during this journey.&nbsp; "I really think we're both going to enjoy such a <em>close</em> working relationship."<br><br>Liara shifted in her chair, trying to move closer to the other officer.&nbsp; She knew physical contact in public wasn't something they could do, but Liara was finding the draw very difficult to resist.&nbsp; "So Maddie, what do you do for fun?"&nbsp; Liara finally said without concern.&nbsp; The rules of the lounge allowed her to drop any rank and she was going to take advantage of it while she could.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>21-08-2017, 00:25:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Arik Soong<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Redemption - Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Anatole Kir-Je / Open<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong> None<br><br>Arik's eyes slowly took in the immensity of their stardock, pondering all of the related machinery and personnel that allowed such things to function. Truly the humans had accomplished much in the last couple hundred years, catching up to and surpassing some other space faring cultures who had been doing the interstellar 'thing' far longer. <br><br>A new figure approached and Arik quickly identified the man out of the corner of his eyes, pulling up pertinent information in his system. As if reading his mind, Anatole called it an amazing feat of engineering and then posed some questions. Arik gave a small nod, quickly interjecting, "If it were further away it would take even more energy to ship things here from the surface, while from here it takes relatively little energy to reach a higher-" But he quickly cut himself off, realizing the question may not have been one that was actually looking for an answer but perhaps rather simply a conversation started. <br><br>If he noticed the faux pas he made no indication of it, simply offering the man a smile and a nod when he introduced himself and Arik though it proper to do the same since the man had just offered up his own name even though it was most likely fairly obvious that each of them would already know who the other was. "Captain Arik Soong," he offered as he turned towards the man, "It is a pleasure to meet you."<br><br>"As for the Ambassador, I am still awaiting more information," he said, "But records seem to be showing he is not currently here on station but I do not have the full details." Arik frowned slightly but quickly let it pass, figuring they would receive information before they were ready to leave.<br><br>"Have you been enjoying the ship?" he asked as he looked over the small social area of the ship again, noting that two other crewmembers had arrived as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>21-08-2017, 01:03:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Maddie smiled as Liara as she spoke nodding slowly in understanding. She too had always simply had a knack for knowing machinery. The smallest most alignment, slightest sound or meager vibration Maddie picked up most quickly. It had always aided her life; until she'd been removed from Intelligence. However looking at the lovely blonde Bajoran before her Maddie couldn't complain about the path Engineering had lead her on. The smile on those lips needed to be kissed away Maddie though as she took another long swallow. <br><br>When Liaras eyes shadowed with desire and her sultry mouth grinned Maddie had to control her breathing. The teasing remark about how close the two would enjoy working together was not lost on her. <br>When Liara shifted and the subtle movement brought her closer Maddies blue eyes narrowed. Meeting Liaras eyes Maddies gaze was openly predatory before the redheads lips slid into a smirk. She crossed her legs and leaned on her arm against the counter top. "Oh I do all kinds of things for fun. I like to stay..active." <br><br>Maddie chuckled and took another drink of her raktajino, pink tongue smoothing over her top lip as he set the cup back down. Shrugging with a smile she tucked her stubborn hair back behind her ears. "I am honestly quite simple. I read; socialize and&nbsp; spar. Mostly only holo programs as my sister isn't not much for combat. Unless it's intellectual." <br><br>Liaras face was expressive and Maddie found herself enjoying her company beyond her attraction. Maddie was easily attracted; but Liara was smart and had a sense of humor Maddie wanted to see free. In fact getting the woman in front of her alone was slowly inching into Maddies mind; and once she had a goal Maddie rarely detoured. As she sat with Liara she smiled and tried desperately not to look as intrigued as Maddie really was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>21-08-2017, 02:18:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Captain Arik Soong<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>&nbsp;If the captain didn't know, it was likely that no one did.&nbsp; Such was the way of things.&nbsp; "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Captain,"&nbsp; Anatole said with a slight bow.&nbsp; He was not part of the ship's chain of command but rather part of a different hierarchy, therefore he did not salute the captain.&nbsp; "I've been restricting the areas I frequent to the diplomatic quarters and the mess," he said, his hand taking in the Angel's Rest.&nbsp; "I've yet to meet any of the crew.&nbsp; I'd rather not get in the way of their duties.&nbsp; My training and experience have very little to do with starship operations, beyond the programming of a replicator and the manipulation of localized climate controls."<br><br>The two other crewman were from the engineering department, although at this distance he couldn't tell their ranks.&nbsp; What he could tell from their body language was that the two of them were starting to develop a close relationship that had nothing to do with work.&nbsp; It didn't bother him; there were any number of species that would view it as perfectly normal.&nbsp; If they were likely to encounter a species that had issues with cross species relationships, or same sex relations, he'd make mention of it to the captain so that appropriate warnings could be distributed.&nbsp; Beyond that there was little than needed to be said about it.<br><br>"There is one situation I would like to discuss with you, Captain, and it concerns one of the other crew members" Anatole continued.&nbsp; "As an unjoined Trill on a ship with a joined Trill, I'm sure you understand that there might be certain things expected of me should they be injured.&nbsp; I'd like to arrange a meeting with the ship's doctor, the ships councillor, yourself and the joined Trill.&nbsp; I'd prefer to settle the matter so that if something does occur we are on the same page and there are no undue expectations.&nbsp; It's not critical of course.&nbsp; When time permits."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 03:25:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara watched with excitement.&nbsp; Yes Maddie was her superior and yes situations like this were one of the main reasons that organizations decried anything that might impede the chain of command or the ability to act without letting personal feelings enter into the equation, but who in reality ever was able to make decisions that didn't involve personal feelings.&nbsp; She'd seen the command staff of DS9 grow closer and become friends, and yet there were many decisions made that affected their friends.&nbsp; Sometimes you end up meeting people in situations you have no control over and they simply have that connection.&nbsp; That was how Liara felt about this as she struggled to keep her composure from showing her true desires to the whole world. <br><br>Liara could tell by the way Maddie looked that she too was having trouble reconciling her feelings with her position.&nbsp; The predatory look in her eyes, the soft slide of her tongue along her lips.&nbsp; Like two dancers slowly working their routines in unison until both were dancing together.&nbsp; Liara watched as Maddie chuckled and tucked a strand of red hair back behind her ears.&nbsp; Liara had been watching that same strand unconsciously, thinking about how much she wanted to tenderly slide it back over the woman's perfect ears.&nbsp; She bit her lower lip softly abruptly hiding the movement with her cup as she drank and listened. <br><br>"I like to stay active too."&nbsp; Liara replied hearing the subtle innuendo buried in the words.&nbsp; "Chief O'Brien could never understand where I got all of my energy."&nbsp; The suggestion she sparred peaked Liara's interest deeply.&nbsp; "I love to spar. I picked up Mok'bara from a Klingon Starfleet officer who arrived on DS9 about a year before I left."&nbsp; Liara explained uncertain how much Maddie might know of the command staff of DS9.&nbsp; "It's a great precursor for more understanding more active sparring moves.&nbsp; <br><br>Suddenly the image of Maddie and herself alone on a holodeck covered in sweat from sparring ran through her mind and Liara found herself pressing her thighs together to subdue the warmth of need growing there.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 20:05:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>That expressive face, the rides against the bridge of her small nose and teeth captured that lush lip made Maddie inhale slowly. Drawing a deep breath distracted her mind with the different aromas in Angels Rest slowing the burn that lip bite had ignited. Liara was simply scrumptious and it had been too long since a soft body had writhed beneath her own. <br>Thankfully Maddie had strict control and managed only a smile instead of reaching out for that lovely blonde hair. Maddies blue eyes were shadowed with the effort to remain professional but the Chief Engineer did just that. <br><br>"Another common joy we share it seems; the exhilaration of physical exertion. I like to be unexpected and am skilled in the fighting and defense styles of ancient Earth from the twenty first century to the dynasties of human history." she shrugged finishing her Raktajino in two long swallows Maddies hand tight around her cup as she set it down maybe being the only sign she wanted to do much more than talk. Sparring with the smaller woman would make for an interesting game Maddie thought perhaps underestimating the Bajoran engineer. "My sister programs my routines; but I'm sure when we have some time if you'd like she could add a Mok'bara program. I never turn down learning new things if you'd be so kind, Liara?" <br><br>Maddie smiled at her and the curve of her lips brightened her eyes with genuine excitement. There was nothing she or her sister liked more than to absorb information. It was why despite Veyea's lack of combat prowess she'd excelled through her career. Maddie just followed Veyea; and it was times like this when she could share genuine moments with anther being that Maddie was thankful she'd stayed in Star Fleet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 20:32:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara turned the bottom of her cup up as she reached the end of her Raktajino with a soft pout of her lips.&nbsp; She always hated reaching the bottom of her cup but was thankful she was thoroughly enjoying the company.&nbsp; Usually her coffee sits for an hour as she'd get lost in a repair or tinkering on something, now she was running out mainly because she was trying to hid her interest in Maddie behind her mug.<br><br>"Mmm...something fun we have in common.&nbsp; Who might have guessed."&nbsp; Liara teased with a soft grin.&nbsp; "I've never tried human fighting styles.&nbsp; At least not on purpose."&nbsp; She joked realizing that some of the moves she'd learned likely transcended universal borders and species.&nbsp; "I'd love to learn what you've got."&nbsp; <br><br>The suggestion that Maddie's sister programmed her routines seemed rather strange to Liara causing her to cock her head to the side.&nbsp; "Why does your sister program your routines?&nbsp; Aren't you the engineer?"&nbsp; Liara joked taking Maddie's cup and dropping to the floor.&nbsp; "Can I get you something else?"&nbsp; Liara asked before turning to the replicator to return the cups to the machine, making sure to give the woman behind her a chance to enjoy the sway and slink of her body as she walked.&nbsp; "I've already added a few programs I've created over the years in the ships computer if you want to check them out."&nbsp; Liara said, walking back to the counter, leaning softly against the counter in front of the chair she'd been sitting in, her hip cocked softly to the side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 20:48:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Maddie did watch Liara walk and again praised the starlet uniform and how it hugged the body. Not in a sexual way but in a peekaboo away that had Maddie wanton to strip the uniform from Liara to reveal the truth of her curves. <br><br>Maddie hid the desire in her eyes with a sweep her her lashes against pale freckled cheeks and a lift of her shoulder. "If I program them; I know them. Veyea knows me and challenges me with every routine. When I surpass the program, she recreates it with even more depth." <br><br>When Liara set her cup down Maddie reached out and grasped it purposely letting her fingers graze against Liaras. Smiling with a sultry tilt of her mouth she raised the cup to her mouth sighing softly as she took a small swallow. Setting it down she smirked at the Bajoran woman. "Don't you enjoy a good challenge, Liara? Not knowing what you're facing until it's bared before you?" <br><br>The innuendo was there and Maddie let it hang in the air as she drank more of the delicious Klingon coffee. She was not coy and while they may be on duty and awaiting the start of the Redemption's journey Maddie wanted her intentions as clear as professionalism would allow her to make them. If Maddie was reading the bajoran correctly and Liara reciprocated the burn the human felt then she wanted the smaller woman to know as soon as she could; Maddie planned to have Liara alone. Be in in a sparring match or in her quarters Maddie wanted to see that face flushed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>22-08-2017, 21:25:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara loved the twinkle, the sparkle in Maddie's eyes as they talked.&nbsp; The soft shrug of her shoulder, the small movements, the sultry allure of the woman before her weaving her way into Liara's mind and psychology drew her nearer, even if it wasn't a physical draw it was definitely a psychological draw. There was a warmth, heat behind those beautiful blue eyes that caused Liara to moan softly to herself.&nbsp; "Then I guess I need to teach you how to program adaptive sub-routines that adjust to your skill level."&nbsp; Liara teased letting Maddie how much she wanted to share her skill with the woman who was as much her superior as she was someone Liara wanted to be her peer.<br><br>The soft touch of her finger sent a wash of desire through Liara's body as she watched Maddie drink from her mug, causing her to sigh as her eyes gave a gentle flutter and her teeth softly pressed against her lip.&nbsp; "I've never been one to shy away from a challenge no matter how naked I may feel.&nbsp; I love exposing myself to new ideas and opportunities.&nbsp; It's what makes me so interesting."&nbsp; Liara returned the innuendo.&nbsp; Sexual tension fed her body with energy that Liara truly believed in more as a religious aspect of Bajoran belief than anything, and feeling this connection with Maddie was only serving her belief; why would the spirits bring her to the place in the world where she met a woman who connected with her this way without a reason.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikangKaori</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 06:04:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://t01.deviantart.net/BTtmpGl6TfPHO2edEPgORn_qZtI=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre01/cf55/th/pre/i/2008/140/8/c/star_trek_series_2___14_by_chonastock.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Lounge<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Captain Arik Soong, Lt Cdr Maddie Fontaine, Lt Kroken Liara, Dp. Att. Anatole Kir-Je</div><br><br><br>Ithali moved as many of her kind did, with perfect fluidity in every motion and absolute grace in every step. Her hands were folded in front of her, slender neck holding her head up high. The azure of her skin was a gentle blue, the color of ancient ice, frozen for so long that there was no long air or light it could remember. Her snow colored hair was short, cut softly, each stand like the colorless silken spinnings of a spider's web. The Andorian had come here hoping for a moment's peace to mull over the actions of her <em>zhavey</em> and the embarrassing predicament it had placed her in with the ship's doctor. <br><br>But of course there were already others here who had once had similar ideas as hers. One of the Trill (which she was most uncertain as they bore many of the same traits Humans and Bajoran had), another male, and two females. Her antennae moved, but she was surprised when the frequency she picked up from the second male were neither human nor really <em>living</em>. It felt and sounded more like a machine. Ah. Perhaps because he was. This must be the captain. It only made sense, since the only one who was more machine than living organic creature was the captain.<br><br>Well, all in all, everyone seemed paired up and enjoying themselves, so the Andorian female quietly slipped over to the replicator. She looked at the machine. Too bad it couldn't pick up on Andorian language, what with all the pitches that couldn't be picked up by the human ear. That was the trouble with things made by humanoids who had limited auditory sensing. It wasn't their fault really. The beauty of the whispering language that the Andorians was lost on them, through no fault of their own. They simply could never enjoy it because they couldn't hear half of it. So, in turn, they couldn't approach how to incorporate such language into their systems and machines. Yet, anyway.<br><br>"Andorian ale, please," her soft voice fell like a morning's first snow. The machine hummed in compliance. One drink shouldn't hurt. Her metabolism was running faster than usual, due to all the human-centric environmental stressors anyway. Or so the doctor had told her. She should probably eat once more too. Losing a little weight would be nice, but the doctor had stated plainly that she didn't need to lose anything, and certainly not in such a dangerous fashion. For one reason or another she wanted to listen to him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 09:19:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Arik Soong<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arik's Offices @ the Academy -&gt; Redemption - Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Anatole/Open<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong> None<br><br>"It shouldn't be any issue for you to freely move around the ship, at least in the general public areas" Arik said to Anatole when the man mentioned having mostly confined himself the quarters and the mess. The man was still Starfleet, after all, even if not technically part of the ship and the computer should allow him most places around the ship. Still, it was nice of the man to be thoughtful and stay out of the way of a crew still learning about the new ship and probably with much still to do to prepare for their departure.<br><br>His eyes glanced briefly towards the pair whose conversation seemed to be going fairly well judging by their closeness. It was good to see the crew already getting on happily with one another, things could always be a bit iffy in confined spaces for extended periods.<br><br>He refocused back on the Attache as the man spoke again about the other Trill. "Ah yes, Lieutenant Teel," Arik said, quickly giving a brief internal onceover of the personnel file he had on his Operations Officer. Given the man's past it sounded as if Antole's suggestion would be quite smart. "Absolutely," he said, "Feel free to set up some time on my calendar. I do not foresee any issues with it, I understand having contingency plans in place is not uncommon for the Trill, though I am eager to learn more."<br><br>Glancing across the bar he saw another figure had entered, though the Captain made no direct move to say hello or draw her over - sometimes, he had learned, socializing as a senior officer could be difficult in places like this. Sometimes a senior presence could even make people uncomfortable with them not feeling like they could be as free as they normally would. So, for now, he would let his crew approach him if they chose. There would always be opportunities in the future for interactions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 19:57:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara, <br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Maddie laughed softly the sound musical as she pressed a hand to her abdomen in her mirth. "Oh Liara, I think I am going to enjoy your comany. I am glad this journey has found me amongst an intellectual such as yourself." <br><br>Maddie tool another long drink of her Raktajino again her tongue sweeping over Maddies top lip to catch a stray bit.&nbsp; Smiling she watched Liaras face and found herself wanted to be alone with the bajoran quite badly. They had been flirting and the obvious way it affected Liara made Maddies eyes turn predatory again for just a moment. A sweep of her lashes once more found her blue gaze friendly but not the lust full haze it had been for that moment. <br>Seeing Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek enter Angels Rest and walk to the replicators Maddie offered a smile when they met eyes before her attention returned to the lovely blonde in front of her. "You are indeed interesting, Liara. One day I will just have to see how comfortable you are exposing yourself to a challenge like me." <br><br>Maddie wasn't one to beat around the bush and lay it out on the table her intention to have Liara. Be it in a sparing match or writhing beneath Maddie the redhead would have the Bajoran.&nbsp; In the meantime they had a ship to confirm was prepared for her maiden voyage. First though Maddie wanted to introduce herself to Captain Arik Soong and Dp Att Anatole Kir-Je or at least give Liara the chance to introduce herself.&nbsp; Maddie would have plenty of interactions with the Captain being his Chief Engineer. Finishing her Raktajino Maddie set her up down and nodded towards the Captain and Anatole. <br><br>"Shall we make introductions with our Captain and Diplomat before returning to Engineering?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 20:27:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara found Maddie's response to her suggestion at reprogramming her routines enjoyable.&nbsp; She was already enjoying Maddie's company and figured it was only going to get better as things progressed.&nbsp; The fact that she could make Maddie laugh like that with such a subtle comment made Liara grin.&nbsp; They would work well together even without any sexual tension between them.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched as the redhead's mouth worked the cup then how the tongue sought out the errant drop of Raktajino on her lips.&nbsp; Such soft luscious lips.&nbsp; Liara yearned for it to be her tongue licking along those soft pouty lips.&nbsp; Then came the predatory look.&nbsp; Liara had seen that before and it send a warm shiver along her spine.&nbsp; It was that look of someone who was hungry and the way she looked at the young Lieutenant told her she was on the menu.&nbsp; Of course Liara didn't mind that, in fact wanted it, which was probably part of her problem.&nbsp; <br><br>The Andorian stepping into the lounge pulled Maddie's attention and thus Liara's too.&nbsp; She looked the young woman over.&nbsp; Having never met an Andorian before, Liara wondered if there was anything special about them.&nbsp; This would be an interesting crew regardless of the growing attraction between Maddie and herself.&nbsp; The diversity of the command staff itself meant there would be a lot of strange new worlds to discover without ever leaving the ship.&nbsp; <br><br>Maddie's suggestion that she introduce the two of them to the new captain drew a bright smile and a nod from Liara, who quickly changed back to her soft, quiet self.&nbsp; It was a defense mechanism to be sure, something she was used to doing around new people.&nbsp; To be fair, Liara had been very interested in the idea of being on a ship with a Soong Android.&nbsp; Having one as a captain was a bit strange, but she'd heard a lot of interesting stories from Commander Worf, and always wanted to meet Commander Data.&nbsp; She'd been sad to hear he'd been killed by a Romulan renegade.&nbsp; Thankfully his legacy to the Federation was not lost with his life.<br><br>Liara stepped up beside her superior, all of the deference of a loyal subordinate now filling her visage, no matter how unreal it might be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>23-08-2017, 23:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara, Captain Arik Soong, Dp. Att. Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Maddie smiled and too slid from her seat which put her body close, a mere breath away from the lovely bajoran Lieutenant. Maddie held her eyes with a softer smile as she slid passed and turned beginning across the carpeted deck. <br>Stepping up onto the level of seating next to the large windows which right now looked into port Maddie slowed her stride hands clasped at her back. Listening carefully and without guilt she made sure she was not interrupting before approaching the pair.&nbsp; As she did Maddie nodded to Anatole and grinned at her Captain. <br><br>"Hello Captain, it's nice to see you enjoying the Rest before offical duty begins, sir. Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine, I just wanted to take a moment and introduce a wonderful engineer. Not so much myself,&nbsp; I am sure we will have many conversations in the future me being your chief engineer, although I am pleased and honored to meet you." Maddie smiled and shrugged "However I know sometimes oppertunities for other members of the crew outside command to speak to you in such a candid environment as Angels Rest can be few and far between." <br><br>Stepping aside she nodded Liara forward with a grin, purposely putting her on the spot to watch the blondes reaction. Maddie stepped near Anatole and gave him a guilty from offering her hand. "Maddie Fontaine,&nbsp; Chief Engineer. I'm not sure what if any interactions we will have in the future but I hope your time aboard the Redemption is rewarding." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>24-08-2017, 00:10:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Captain Arik Soong &amp; Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>&nbsp;"I think you misunderstand my position," Anatole said, disappointed that the Captain had assumed he was going to offer himself as a host, should anything happen to Kavash.&nbsp; "I am not offering a contingency plan.&nbsp; I intend to make it clear that I am quite opposed to accepting a symbiote.&nbsp; I have no interest in Joining; I am far too content with my own life to subvert my own being to preserve the life of a symbiote.&nbsp; I am willing to act as a temporary host but I utterly refuse to host a symbiote beyond the ninety six hour mark.&nbsp; There is a precedent for a symbiote being hosted temporarily by a human, so that is an additional option.&nbsp; &nbsp;I intend to make certain that it is stated categorically and well in advance that, if anything happens to Kavash, a plan needs to be in place that does not involve me Joining with Teel.&nbsp; I was deemed ineligible for Joining.&nbsp; I refuse to be Joined as last resort to save a symbiote.&nbsp; I will <em>not </em> allow myself to be deemed 'good enough' only in the case of an emergency.&nbsp; Yes, Captain, I am saying I am going to hold my life as being equal to any other being in the galaxy and am not willing to give that life up to save another. "<br><br>The Captain was an android.&nbsp; He would see the logic in Anatole's position.&nbsp; There was no debate; it was his decision and he could not be forced or ordered to allow himself to be Joined.&nbsp; Was it selfish?&nbsp; Perhaps.&nbsp; Perhaps not.&nbsp; There was a slim chance that he might change his mind if the critical moment arrived but he doubted it.&nbsp; Teel was a scientist.&nbsp; He was a diplomat.&nbsp; They were not compatible anyway.&nbsp; It would be a tumultuous Joining and both parties would suffer for it.<br><br>The Andorian's entrance caught his attention.&nbsp; Hers was one of the languages he'd never master.&nbsp; His vocal cords and ears were just not designed to produce or detect the sounds required to speak more than a handful of words.&nbsp; He'd need to speak to her at some point but there was no need for him to try to impress her with his linguistic ability.&nbsp; It would be like a two year old trying to impress a Klingon by parroting a growl.&nbsp; He would rely on her ability to speak <em>his </em> language, as they discussed the appropriate security measures that the ambassador would require.&nbsp; Now was not the time.&nbsp; He certainly couldn't just walk away from the Captain after dropping the sort of bomb that he'd just dropped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikangKaori</strong> on <strong>24-08-2017, 05:40:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://t01.deviantart.net/BTtmpGl6TfPHO2edEPgORn_qZtI=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre01/cf55/th/pre/i/2008/140/8/c/star_trek_series_2___14_by_chonastock.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angel's Rest<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Cpt. Soong, Dp. Att. Kir-Je, Lt. Kroken, Lt. Cdr. Fontaine<br></div><br><br>Tall by human standards, but short compared to Andorian standards, the graceful and delicately lean blue-skinned female picked up the cerulean drink in the thin neither short nor tall glass. Fitting, she smiled just the tiniest bit. The Human female and the Bajoran female were laughing and close in proximity to one another. Her antennae turned a bit their way. <br><br>Elevated heart rates and heat radiating off them with an increase in subtle biological pheromones: flirting. Turned a bit more azure than her gentle blue, her back straightened in embarrassment at her unwitting intrusion. Really, she must keep her antennae sensing to herself while in this room. Obviously. It was just like the common rooms in the academy.<br><br>Desperately trying to tune out and not hear any of the couple’s conversation (though it is difficult once the mind figures out what is going on, isn’t it?), she sipped her ale. It wasn’t as if she were girlish in her perceptions of playful…mating? Oh what was the word for it? Playmate? No, that was ‘to be a playmate’ and not often associated with the act of- Oh, whatever it was, Ithali was a fool to it. In fact she experienced it every now and then. The night before her fist ship assignment for example. A celebratory indulgence.<br><br>But that had been in private, incited through a simple conversation. Nothing rather out of the ordinary that would lead anyone to suspect anything, just a hand holding at the end where she had been led to her Spacedock quarters. It helped that he had the quarters next to her. It wasn’t that she was <em>shy</em> of such things per say, nor <em>uncomfortable</em> really… It was more that… Well, it was in her culture that such things were more private and intimate affairs. There was plenty of hand holding between quadrate mates, but there was also plenty of it with family, friends, and even learning companions. It was either very complicated or very easy to understand. <br><br>Simply put, she would rather give a potential set of mates their privacy. It would be improper not to. Looking down at the swirling blue of her ale, she blinked slowly, then knocked it back, drinking it all in one go. Glancing up, Ithali noticed the Captain had noticed her curious assessment of him, or at least that is was she perceived. Either way he observed her and in turn so did the Trill male he conversed with.&nbsp; The Trill seemed to look at her a bit more intently, but then again she wondered if facial expressions could be compared between an organic creature and a mainly biomechanical creature. Quickly she refocused herself on the repicator, face impassive and unreadable. Yes, she should probably eat something as the doctor instructed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>24-08-2017, 13:14:52</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Liara followed at a professional distance behind Maddie, remembering the first time that Chief O'Brien had introduced her to then Commander Sisko.&nbsp; She'd followed behind until the introduction had been made, giving Liara the opportunity to step up and say her piece.&nbsp; Of course then she'd been merely a new member of the Bajoran technical crew who had caught the Chief's eye with her proficiency.&nbsp; <br><br>This was certainly different.&nbsp; She was an established young officer who had a vested interest in making sure the ship's engineering systems ran smoothly, particularly her new engine.&nbsp; Of course there was the aspect of getting a chance to walk behind Maddie as they approached.&nbsp; She fought the urge to let her eyes trail down along the other woman's slender form.&nbsp; The Starfleet uniform hugged her body, swaying and stretching as she moved.&nbsp; <br><br>When they stopped, Liara caught the end of the conversation the Trill and the Captain had been engaged in.&nbsp; While she didn't tend to eavesdrop on people's conversations, she had learned to be attentive and listen when conversations in the open tend to have further reaching issues.&nbsp; The urgency of the conversation definitely fell into that account.&nbsp; Something about the Trill not wanting to be considered as a host if the situation arose.&nbsp; That was when Liara remembered that there was a second Trill assigned to the ship. This Trill didn't strike Liara as part of the command staff, so she wondered if maybe he was a part of the diplomatic mission that was supposed to be stationed on the ship.&nbsp; <br><br>Regardless, when Maddie was done introducing herself and stepped aside, Liara stepped up, professional and respectful as she'd been taught before the Academy and then at the academy.&nbsp; "Hello Captain.&nbsp; I'm Lieutenant Kroken Liara.&nbsp; It's a pleasure to meet you and an honor to be a part of the crew."&nbsp; She said with a wide grin that spread to her eyes.&nbsp; "Commander Fontaine and the rest of the engineering staff will do everything to keep our girl flying high."&nbsp; <br><br>She hadn't wanted her introduction to the captain to sound like some advertisement for the engineering section, but there it was.&nbsp; She nodded kindly, stepping back along side Maddie waiting for the captain's response.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>25-08-2017, 00:41:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Captain Arik Soong Lt. Commander Fontaine and Lieutenant Kroken<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>Anatole took Maddie's hand.&nbsp; "A pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Commander Fontaine and you as well, Lieutenant Kroken.&nbsp; I am Anatole Kir-Je, diplomatic attache and assistant to ambassador Fleming.&nbsp; I will trust you and your crew to keep the ship moving.&nbsp; I know the diplomatic corps has a reputation for asking for the impossible.&nbsp; I'll endeavour to make certain that I don't put too many demands on the ship's replicator systems.&nbsp; I'm sure you have something important to discuss with the Captain, so I will stop monopolizing his time.&nbsp; Captain, ladies, I bid you peace and long life."<br><br>His conversation with the Captain was, in his mind, over.&nbsp; He'd made his statement, given the Captain enough information that he would be aware of the topic to be discussed with the medical staff and the ship's other Trill.&nbsp; &nbsp;The arrival of the engineers gave him a perfect opportunity to withdraw.&nbsp; It also gave him an opportunity to speak with the head of security.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ensign sh'Rhynek?"&nbsp; His pronunciation of her name was careful and&nbsp; remarkably close to the proper way an Andorian would say it.&nbsp; "I'm Anatole Kir-Je, ambassador Fleming's assistant.&nbsp; When you have a moment, I'd like to discuss the security arrangements for any diplomatic missions he will be going on."&nbsp; His eyes moved to her glass.&nbsp; "It doesn't need to be immediately.&nbsp; I'd just prefer to have everything in place well in advance, rather than waiting until the last moment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>25-08-2017, 10:09:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Arik Soong<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arik's Offices @ the Academy -&gt; Redemption - Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Anatole, Liara, Maddie - Open<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong> None<br><br>Both of Arik's eyebrows as Anatole spoke of how opposed he was to accepting a symbiote. Arik wasn't an expert on Trill sociology but he had absorbed a good bit of knowledge on them and from what he knew it was one of their highest honors to become a host.<br><br>"I see," he said as he aborbed what the man had to say. It seemed as if the man had taken offense at being denied joining. Arik was unsure of the intricasies but public knowledge said only a small portion of Trills were fit or eligible so most should be used to it. But perhaps it was one of those things that emotion ruled on over logic and Arik, even with his chip dialed down, could understand that. Anatole seemed quite defensive about what amounted to being scorned by the symbiotes, but Arik did see where the man was coming from.<br><br>"As I said, feel free to set up a meeting with the necessary individuals and myself," he said, "We can then make it clear, though hopefully such an event will never be something we need worry about."<br><br>Then, almost as if summoned by his thoughts, it wasn't long before Arik found himself surrounded by crew. Lieutenant Kroken followed by Lt. Commander Fontaine arrived. As opened his mouth to greet them but then remembered where they were and instead offered a smile first. "Please, just Arik while we are in here," he said, "I believe the rules agreed to said to 'leave the 'sirs' at the door', and if that is the case there's no need for titles here, either." It sounded weird for him to say, considering just how rarely he was addressed by his actual name. For years the vast of his interactions with others had largely been at the Academy or on ships with others, places where people were addressed by title or rank or position more than anything else.<br><br>"It is good to meet you both, I can already tell our ship is in good hands," he added, before looking to Anatole who was taking his leave, "And you as well. Be sure to enjoy the view as we leave spacedock."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EpikBliss</strong> on <strong>26-08-2017, 22:38:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7a/72/2f/7a722f643230967ffdba115634b35e38--short-hairstyles-for-women-hairstyle-for-women.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lt. Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angels Rest Observation Deck<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara, Captain Arik Soong, Dp. Att. Anatole Kir-Je, Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>"I expect no less than for you and the Ambassador to keep my staff on their toes. It'll save me from having to make issues for them to find when it's been stale for too long." she laughed softly the sound genuine. When Anatole excused himself she gave a smile and nod stepping aside and watching his departure. <br><br>The Trill joined Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek and Maddie found herself enjoying the view as both were beautiful in the alien sense. Humans had never been cruel to her and they had a defiant spirit which was to be admired. However how Veyea had been treated time and time again sometimes by Maddies own single night lovers the morning after; humans rarely took her eye. Not that the handsome Trill and stunning Abdorian could take her eye despite how intrigued Maddie was. <br>As her blue eyes slid back to Liara her smile softened while taking in the Lieutenant meeting her Captain. So confident and those eyes, lips and ridges made Maddie gnaw the inside of her cheek to keep from locking her lips. Once their greeting had finished Maddie gave a bright smile to the Captain.&nbsp; "I will enjoy the best view in engineering I assume you, Captain. Sorry to cut this conversation short, sir but I'd rather one final check be done before we head underway. I look forward to speaking again soon, Captain. " <br><br>Maddie gave a small formal had vow and stepped away turn towards the turbo lists.&nbsp; She help her stride slow hoping theoverly Bajoran she found herself taken by would join her. Did she feel bad about abandoning the captain after just barely meeting him? No, no she did not. There were always things to do in engineering regardless of the ravishing company of Lt. Kroken. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>27-08-2017, 03:16:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/01fecbbd5d48fa4961b40df5c26ebdb3/tumblr_o8266vnYuj1qj6sk2o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Lieutenant Kroken Liara<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Engineering<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong> Lt Commander Maddie Fontaine<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>"Captain, Mr. Kir-je"&nbsp; Taking Maddie's cue at suggesting there was other stuff in engineering that needed to be done before their departure, Liara gave a respectful nod to both the Captain and the Ambassador's attache, she stepping backward and turned to join her superior walking back toward the exit to the lounge and the turbolift.&nbsp; Of course there wasn't anything pressing that needed to be done in engineering, but there were always things that could be cleaned up or adjusted.&nbsp; <br><br>Liara kept herself quiet as she walked to the turbo lift even though she could feel the energy between the two women.&nbsp; There was no telling where this was going, but Liara could sense there was an urgency about their return to engineering.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikangKaori</strong> on <strong>28-08-2017, 03:37:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://t01.deviantart.net/BTtmpGl6TfPHO2edEPgORn_qZtI=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre01/cf55/th/pre/i/2008/140/8/c/star_trek_series_2___14_by_chonastock.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angel's Rest<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Dp. Att. Kir-Je<br></div><br><br>Looking over the replicator's choices for cuisine, she heard a voice call both her rank and last name. With a small breath, she lifted her head, swan-like neck straightening so she could look from the replicator to the diplomat. Her lips pressed ever so slightly together. Her antennae focused on him. Fire opal green eyes bore into him, though the rest of her features seemed rather impassive and expressionless. It appeared the doctor had been correct. She was now experiencing an even shorter fuse to couple with slight hunger. Ithali let him speak.<br><br>"Mr. Anatole Kir-Je..." his name slipped from her lips like silk over skin, not giving even the barest hint at irritation on being interrupted. To his credit he had spoken her name well enough. It was... <em>close</em> to how her people would pronounce it. And although he couldn't ever hope to fix his pronunciation of her name, since he hadn't the means to hear the subtle fluctuations in the pitches being Trill, he spoke it with respect. It didn't help her irrational irritation at the moment, unfortunately for the innocent diplomat's assistant.<br><br>Letting him speak, she turned her attention back to the replicator when he insisted on discussing security arrangements with her. "Red Bat stew," Ithali demanded of the machine, rather than speak first to the Trill male. The machine echoed her selection and presented her with her meal. It was a bubbling red concoction, unmistakably a similar color to dried blood with little flecks of meat and some unrecognizable vegetables cut to small pieces floating in it. It smelled oddly like a human pot roast though, so it wasn't entirely unpleasant, even if it had a very strong flavor and strange texture. Well... Doctors orders, she supposed... The homey familiarity of the dish eased her more negative mood back into a neutral state. Taking a testing bite, she finally looked back at the diplomatic assistant. <br><br>"Before you get overly excited and go on to give me a speech," she started, though with a subtle hint at a smile on her full blue lips, "I'm not in entire control of every area on the ship, nor the security to each sector. I am just an Ensign, assigned and stationed where my commanders tell me to be." That was probably the second most she had said to any person on the ship thus far. And her voice was raised to be a more comfortable level of volume for the Trill. Long legs took three steps and she seat herself with fluid grace at the nearest setting of the bar, crossing her ankles and half facing him. She took another bite of her meal and licked her lips. Yes, she was feel much better. <br><br>"But you might as well go on and tell me your desires, since I am here and will most likely be helping with structure of security around your stay with us," she looked...rather amused with him and his overly formal way of addressing her in the one area where titles and ranks were vastly put aside. "Here now," her voice slipped like a sigh as she quirked a brow, "You may continue with your speech and proposition." A subtle jab to remind him that just because she was soft spoke and delicate looking, she was not one to be bullied about.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>29-08-2017, 00:00:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong>&nbsp; Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br><br>&nbsp;"My apologies, ensign,"&nbsp; Anatole said.&nbsp; She was going to be a confrontational conversationalist, if first impressions were anything to go by.&nbsp; "My understanding was that you were the chief security office.&nbsp; I did not intend to interrupt your meal.&nbsp; As I indicated, I wanted to speak you you about it at your convenience.&nbsp; If this is not a convenient moment, We can always find another."<br><br>He joined her at the bar.&nbsp; "Of course we could always find another topic to discuss.&nbsp; Your preferred hand to hand style, for example.&nbsp; You strike me as a person who would not be content with just the basic forms of combat taught by Starfleet."&nbsp; Andorians were known to be a species of warriors.&nbsp; To service in their Imperial military was seen as a great honour.&nbsp; It wasn't surprising to see one in a security uniform.&nbsp; Ithali sh'Rhynek would make an ideal security office in ambassador Fleming's opinion; the man had frustrated more than one captain by refusing to allow his escorts to be armed with any sort of phaser.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikangKaori</strong> on <strong>01-09-2017, 03:48:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://t01.deviantart.net/BTtmpGl6TfPHO2edEPgORn_qZtI=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre01/cf55/th/pre/i/2008/140/8/c/star_trek_series_2___14_by_chonastock.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angel's Rest<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Dp. Att. Kir-Je<br></div><br><br>Ithali took a few more bites of her small meal, the red broth passing over her lips. Looking at him and licking her spoon, she rested her chin on the back of her hand, half leaned over the counter.&nbsp; “Unfortunately,” she slowly smiled a sort of hazy grin that rested on he features well and almost warmly, “you were misinformed. I am just a regular ensign.” She took another bite, licking her lips. “I suppose I am flattered though,” she murmured, cerulean features never lifting to any extremely animated expression at all, yet always remaining open and soft, “It would be nice to someday reach such a station.”<br><br>It seemed he thought he was overstepping some social faux pas with her and she gave him a soft snort. Raising a brow at him with almost smug amusement, the first intense emotion on her face, she dangled her spoon over her almost finished bowl of stew. “Your need to be polite and beat around the bush is something I find mildly frustrating,” she stated in her easy silken tone, tenderizing the blunt honesty, “You did some homework on me, I see. Though I wouldn’t think hobbies would be all that thrilling a topic when going through files.”<br><br>Finishing with her meal, she glanced at the Trill male and uncrossed her long legs. Placing the bowl where it should go, she brushed her hands off and ran her thumb over her lips to make sure she was presentable. “Perhaps you would like to walk and talk then,” she gestured for him to follow her, “I was only eating to keep up with my heightened metabolism, as the doctor instructed. If you would like to tell me your ideas of security, or if you would like to converse on topics of combat, either is adequate for me.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>02-09-2017, 04:40:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong>&nbsp; Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br>Anatole smiled.&nbsp; "It is an unfortunate side effect of being a politician, I'm afraid.&nbsp; Beating around the bush is pretty much what we do, in the attempt to make the other guy commit first.&nbsp; I apologize if you find it frustrating.&nbsp; In keeping with your preference for honesty, I must confess to not having done homework on you, beyond learning the proper pronunciation of your name or at least as close of an approximation as is possible with Trill vocal cords."<br><br>He stood when the Andorian Ensign moved away.&nbsp; "I would be delighted to walk with you.&nbsp; I must assure you that these are not my thoughts on security.&nbsp; Ambassador Fleming insists on his security detail be unarmed, which, in my opinion, defeats the purpose of having a security detail.&nbsp; Invoking the bureaucratic concept of what he doesn't know won't hurt him, I would rather have armed security and not need them, rather than needing armed security and not having them.&nbsp; That being said, I think we should opt for a security team that is highly proficient in hand to hand combat as well as one that is comfortable with carrying and using more covert weapons that do not require a power source."<br><br>His eyes dropped to Ithali's long legs.&nbsp; "I'm going to guess that you favour a martial art that makes extensive use of your legs, although you don't neglect hand or arm strikes or as grappling.&nbsp; Since I am most likely going to be with ambassador Fleming, I'd prefer to know what to expect from any security detail that are assigned.&nbsp; Should I stay low to allow you room to kick or should I just step aside and let you do what you do best?"<br><br>It was something of a baited question.&nbsp; How would she handle the assumption that what she did best was fight?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikangKaori</strong> on <strong>03-09-2017, 08:03:16</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://t01.deviantart.net/BTtmpGl6TfPHO2edEPgORn_qZtI=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre01/cf55/th/pre/i/2008/140/8/c/star_trek_series_2___14_by_chonastock.jpg)</div><div class="floatright"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>Location:</strong> Angel's Rest<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Dp. Att. Kir-Je<br></div><br><br>Ithali smiled a bit at his explanation for all his round-about talking. Politicians. She really couldn't get along with that sort. Though she did appreciate the wordy and extravagant Trill's honesty at only knowing a few things about her. Unless of course he was taking a politicians route and trying to sweetened her into trusting him. Which wasn't going to happen. Handsome as Trills and human men were, her past experiences with those that had a skill of lovely sweet words told her never to completely trust them. They were good for games and bedding and sometimes sparring, but never could be, as the human saying went, 'trusted as far as they could be thrown'. Though she trusted them even less, considering she could probably throw them a rather nice distance. <br><br>"I appreciate your effort on my name," she offered him something a bit kinder than her inner thoughts, "Shall I lead the way as we speak?" Standing and making sure to lessen her gait so they could maintain a comfortable pace, the Andorian female in all her ethereal grace kept her hands comfortably by her sides as each long leg made its effortless move forwards. While humans walked with a bit of a resilient saunter and Klingons had a strong intimidating swagger, Andorians walked as if gliding on an inch of air right above the ground. A ghostly waltz. It was just their way. The gravity the other races were used to was different than the cerulean race's planets.<br><br>"While unarmed protection is the request..." her voice slipped about the skin like cold silk, her more stern tone it seemed, "It puts the security detail in ample more danger in case there is trouble. While the ambassador may be the target, it is the security officers that will step in the line of fire." She put a hand on her curving hip clad in the striking red uniform. "Your ambassador is inviting more dangerous situation than they realize," she stopped before the door and let it open, before entering the hall. He must know all of this of course, but she was still going to voice her protest.<br><br>"I agree with your...'bureaucratic concept' then," she looked at him and lifted a brow slightly, almost showing an amused expression, "I also agree with the suggestion that the unit constructed by proficient in close and unarmed combat." Ithali noticed the drop of his gaze. Almost tempted to look down at first, it took her a minute to realize his eyes had been drawn to her legs. Long legs hidden in black skin tight cloth for the very reason of ensuring others would not be too...distracted. It wasn't her fault the uniform looked like a dress with a miniskirt hem on her body. And any way, she rather liked her legs. What was is that human male had said a few nights ago? 'Legs for days'?<br><br>"My skills are many, Diplomatic Attache Kir-Je," she stopped in the hall and leaned towards him a bit, a hand on her hip, "If it is my combat skills you worry for..." She tapped a forefinger on his chest, "...then you really are trying to tempt me into challenging you to a little spar." Her eyes lowered darkened lashes over burning green eyes, snow white hair haloing around her azure face. "Combat is as natural and instinctual as <em>mating</em> for Andorians," her voice coiled warmly through the air before she leaned back to regard him almost a bit analytically with a hint of teasing arrogance, "As a personal attache, what is your prime skill? Talking circles around your adversary, Tether-Tongue?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Star Trek Blood and Fire - "Angel's Rest" Observation Lounge </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>04-09-2017, 04:47:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://wiki.starbase118.net/wiki/images/thumb/7/71/Rodansmall.jpg/800px-Rodansmall.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Diplomatic Attache Anatole Kir-Je<br><strong>Location:</strong> USS Redemption Angel's Rest<br><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong>&nbsp; Ensign Ithali sh'Rhynek<br><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong><br>I absolutely agree.&nbsp; It makes no sense to me to put people in a position where they may be required to fight and then not giving them the tools to do their jobs properly.&nbsp; If nothing happens, ambassador Fleming won't know that his detail is armed.&nbsp; If something does happen, he can chastize me from the sick bay, rather than being in the custody of the people he was negotiating with or dead.&nbsp; &nbsp;Frankly, I'll have an easier time explaining why he's alive than I would explaining why he's dead."<br><br>Anatole chuckled.&nbsp; He had a surprisingly deep laugh and there were tones in it that suggested that he might be thinking improper thoughts.&nbsp; "If I am tempting you to challenge me, I am utterly failing at my job.&nbsp; I am, of course supposed to prevent conflict and resolve disputes, rather than draw such a challenge.&nbsp; It is, however, in this case, a wise idea.&nbsp; It will give you an idea as to how well I can defend myself.&nbsp; I teach&nbsp; Mok'bara but I'm hardly a master.&nbsp; So please, challenge away."<br><br>He looked down at the finger that was tapping his chest and his smile broadened just a fraction.&nbsp; "Adaptability,"&nbsp; he answered.&nbsp; "What might infuriate one person could potentially amuse another.&nbsp; Take your finger, for example.&nbsp; If I attempted to use it in a wrist lock, would that amuse you or annoy you?&nbsp; Would you be impressed that I made the attempt or irritate that I would attempt something like that when there is no call for it?&nbsp; I'm also very good with my tongue, tethered or not.&nbsp; Seventeen languages fluently and another six that I'm learning, among other talents.&nbsp; I'm also trained in analyzing the protocol and cultural etiquette of other species, so I can assist ambassador Fleming in trying not to make an ass of himself.&nbsp; And please,&nbsp; call me Anatole.&nbsp; Now, are we going to head down to the holodeck and do what comes naturally and instinctively?"<br><br>Anatole was well aware of what he was suggesting.&nbsp; It was why he'd parroted her words, allowing her to read into it as much as she had put into her comment.&nbsp; As much as Anatole claimed a lack of ability at poker, be was skilled at detecting and calling a bluff.&nbsp; It was one of those skills a politician learned; make the other guy blink first.&nbsp; He didn't expect the ensign to blink.&nbsp; Andorians were a proud people and attempting to manipulate one would be dangerous.&nbsp; Instead, he was simply taking something she had said and was letting her know that, although he would potentially be amenable to either, he was leaving the ball in her court as to which she was willing to participate in.&nbsp; <br><br>In combat, he fully expected to end up bruised from head to toe.&nbsp; An Andorian who went into security as a career would likely be a deadly hand to hand opponent...and it was equally likely that he'd end up bruised from head to toe if she opted the other direction.&nbsp; In either case, it was looking like it would be an interesting afternoon.
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