Second Secretary Aitas - It adds texture

[Aitas]

((Luciferase Bar, Twentieth House Colony, Idrustix))

Aitas: In that case, I think that the next person to offer congratulations has to buy us all another round.

Their newest arrival seemed to be a very good sport for that. 

Nilsen: You're going to rinse me for all my credits, aren't you? Alright, we all need a top up. Congratulations, Aitas, it's a well-deserved promotion. And you, too, Stros, the Lifesaving Ribbon is no small feat, and Ylvor, you, too, for the Intelligence Star and the Investigation Ribbon. I wouldn't be surprised if Starfleet Intelligence came knocking on your door.

Aitas: ::to Lhandon, smiling:: Thank you. 

She lifted a glass to the others, while keeping a curious eye on Torvi. Aitas hadn’t really gotten around to mentioning her previous intelligence work to most of the crew. Or her previous Starfleet work. It wasn’t something she wanted to lean on. 

Stros/Ylvor: Response

Lhandon led them over to the bar to at least start on the part where he lost credits. 

Nilsen: What you folks want?

Aitas: I’m dreadfully curious about the Medara Sunburst, ::emphasis on dreadful, the ingredients for that weren’t easy to replicate:: but I think I’ll start with the Morning Tears. That seems to be a local specialty. 

Stros/Ylvor: Response

Lhandon was kind enough to put all the orders in, and Aitas finished up her previous drink with at least some curiosity. Sometimes half the fun was figuring out why one drink or another didn’t quite work. 

Nilsen: How long have you folks been on Amity?

Aitas: Bit over six months. Only gotten shot at a couple of times, though.

Stros/Ylvor: Response

She gave a little shrug; she’d certainly faced worse. But she’d need a lot more drinks if she wanted to get into that.

Aitas: What tempted all of you out here? 

Nilsen/Stros/Ylvor: Response

Aitas: I’d heard about the colony efforts a bit, but I expect it’s knowing a few different El-Aurian languages that actually got me assigned. Especially the trade one.

Four, technically, but it would have been a deeply thoughtless gesture to actually admit that Jakarn had taught High Eccian to an outsider. 

Nilsen/Stros/Ylvor: Response

The bartender brought over their requested drinks; quite the interesting selection, at least in appearance. 

Aitas: Oh, I’m drowning in new things to learn. But I think I already owe you all at least, ::a pause:: two rounds from talking about work, and I haven't even finished this drink yet. 

She took a long swallow of the ‘Morning Tears’, which had a sweet, milky texture and what looked to be the bright purple carapace of a crushed insect as a garnish.

Nilsen/Stros/Ylvor: Response


Tags/TBC

Second Secretary Aitas

Federation Diplomatic Corps

Amity Outpost

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