Lt. JG Natasha Cole - Under the Glass Roof
Natasha Schell
(( Rooftop Gazebo - Ana Kersna, Rylor ))
Natasha had arrived at the StarFlirt event and immediately was surprised at the number of people that were there. She was wearing a pale-yellow halter dress with brown slingback high heels. Looking around she was trying to see if anyone looked familiar aside from their Hostess Ms. Virtavi-Yaros. Looking over the crowd she saw a familiar face, Ensign Braga.
The rooftop that hosted the event was decorated with crystalline sculptures, glass rosette vines snaking up large marble columns, luminous lights draped over the criss-crossing pattern of supporting beams that stretched below the curved glass roof above, and casting a soft radiance over the numerous tables set up below.
Cole: Mind if I sit with you.
He gestured for her to sit. As she sat, Nadevia started to speak.
Virtavi-Yaros: Welcome, one and all. My heart is quite full to see such a glittering assembly - both dear friends of long standing and those whom it is our new privilege to know - as we mark the start of another Galactic Year amongst the stars. To those venturing into our company for the first time, I beg you to set your minds at ease; there is no cause for trepidation. Simply find a pleasant companion, partake of the refreshments, and should the chime sound, you need only await the arrival of a new acquaintance. ::smiles graciously:: I wish you a most enjoyable evening.
She clapped as the crowd did, still not completely sure what to expect from all of this. Natasha’s brow furrowed for a moment, as she spotted both Lieutenant K’Wara and Commander Silveira, she started to lower herself into her seat. It was embarrassing enough that Ensign Braga now knew she was on StarFlirt. She had hoped to make it at least a little longer before the rest of the crew knew. Braga let out a laugh while Nat glared at him.
((( OOC: Omitting K’Wara and Silveira’s conversation up to this point. )))
Cole: ::covering her face, kind of quietly towards Braga:: I will hit you
Before Braga could stop himself laughing, Nadevia was making her way through the crowd of tables towards them
Virtavi-Yaros: Response
Cole: ::trying to recover and smile:: Hi Nadevia! This is quite the turn out. Is this a usual size for these events?
Nat closed her eyes and skinched her face for a moment, she was doing it again slipping into security/interrogation mode.
Virtavi-Yaros: Response
Cole: ::trying to save face looking around:: The decorations are beautiful, gives off a sense of magic with the way the light dances around.
Virtavi-Yaros: Response
K’Wara/Silveira: Response?
Tags/TBC
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Lt. JG Natasha Cole
Security Officer
USS Artemis-A
Writer ID A240205NC4