((Brew Continuum, Deck 3-USS Artemis))
As if she wasn’t jittery enough, Charlotte sat down with her second Espresso. She needed to do something. Anything. She had toured most of the ship, spent an ugly amount of time on Ferenginar and now she was buzzing with anticipation– and nothing to do.
Just out of her peripheral, she caught sight of a Gold shouldered, red headed officer.
Brexis: Hey! ::Pointing towards the woman:: I’m bored and you look like the kind of someone who knows how to have fun.
Cole: Response
Charlotte sat forward and gestured for the woman to sit down across the table.
Brexis: Charlotte Brexis. Strategic Operations. ::Sipping her Espresso:: You are?
Cole: Response
She nodded her head a few times and smiled, a slightly devious look.
Brexis: ::Glancing around:: What do you say we find something to blow up?
Cole: Response
TAG/TBC!
PNPC Lieutenant JG Charlotte Brexis
Strategic Operations