Lt. Silveira: Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…
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Jan 20, 2025, 6:25:20 PM1/20/25
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis, deck 3, turbolift))
The three entered the turbolift, with Vitor leaning back against the turbolift door.
All the talk about the beard had awakened some memories.
He tried to do the math and ended up voicing his thoughts out loud.
Silveira: Damn… It's been three years…
S. Richards: Three years?
Lyara: Response
Vitor shook his head and raised his hands apologetically. His smile had dimmed as he spoke.
Silveira: Sorry… I just did the math. I cut my beard three years ago. When the Resolution was destroyed. There's actually a memorial to it on the station… But let's change the topic.
Today is a good day for fun.
S. Richards: Well, ::grabbing Sil’s arm:: Tonight, is in memory of the Resolution. ::Pausing for a moment:: That’s a ship right? Not some weird Starfleet thing? I don’t want it to be in memory of something weird.
Vitor raised an eyebrow and almost rolled his eyes. He gave Sam a deadpan look.
Silveira: Yes… It's a ship…
Lyara: Response
Laughing, Sam looked at Al.
S. Richards: ::To Lyara:: I promise I am not always this strange… Who am I kidding? This is the baseline for me. I exist on this level of strange.
Vitor smiled, he didn’t know Sam all that well, but one of the things that he liked about her was exactly that. That’s why her effort to skip the seriousness about the Res was forgiven.
And in a way that was good. The past should stay in the past
Lyara: Response
Silveira: Well, I for one embrace that. I think that’s why we got along so well.
The turbolift opened as they reached the deck that would lead to the umbilical.
S. Richards: ::Turning to Sil and Lyara:: Where to first?
Vitor grinned and stepped forward.
Silveira: First the Promenade, then we try a place I heard of but never visited.
Lyara: Response
Vitor winked, stood between them and started walking.
Silveira: Trust me, I think we will have some fun there…
((Timeskip))
((DS224, Third promenade))
They paraded along the three promenades of DS224, chatting and following Vitor as he walked confidently. There were a few head turns, but since DS224 was anything but mundane, the general reaction was the normal one.
With so many different people, one guy in a Toga wasn’t that out of the ordinary. Which was good.
Finally Vitor led them to the place he heard about.
One of his junior officers mentioned it. ShakeDemBones. It was supposed to be a sort of underground club, but the simple sign and locked door looked like it was just a store, or restaurant.
Vitor shrugged at Sam and Al.
Silveira: This is supposed to be a club…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
Vitor shrugged and knocked. It sounded too quiet and he took a step back as a Nausican bouncer opened the door and looked at them.
Dressed in an impeccable tuxedo Vitor wondered if he was in the right place.
Before he spoke the Bouncer gave them another look, and stepped back opening the doors, silently gesturing for them to enter.
Vitor raised an eyebrow and took a step forward, Al and Sam joining him. They entered a small hall, with another door. When the Bouncer closed the outside door, the second opened automatically and it was as if they were hit by a wave.
Vitor almost covered his ears to the loud music and wondered what soundproof material the doors were made of. Inside, shadows, bodies, light’s, even for someone used to clubs it looked like a confused mess.
Silveira: Damn… I didn’t think it was something like this…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
They entered and Vitor tried to find a bar or something, as a couple of Andorians passed by them. The male was wearing a fishnet shirt and tight leather shorts, and looked at Vitor languidly, licking his lips. The female with him, wearing a mini dress that left nothing to imagination, smiled and winked at Vitor.
He looked at Al and Sam and had to raise his voice so they could hear him.
oO Maybe this wasn’t a good idea… Oo
Silveira: LET’S NOT GET INTO TROUBLE…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
The three entered the turbolift, with Vitor leaning back against the turbolift door.
All the talk about the beard had awakened some memories.
He tried to do the math and ended up voicing his thoughts out loud.
Silveira: Damn… It's been three years…
S. Richards: Three years?
Lyara: Response
Vitor shook his head and raised his hands apologetically. His smile had dimmed as he spoke.
Silveira: Sorry… I just did the math. I cut my beard three years ago. When the Resolution was destroyed. There's actually a memorial to it on the station… But let's change the topic.
Today is a good day for fun.
S. Richards: Well, ::grabbing Sil’s arm:: Tonight, is in memory of the Resolution. ::Pausing for a moment:: That’s a ship right? Not some weird Starfleet thing? I don’t want it to be in memory of something weird.
Vitor raised an eyebrow and almost rolled his eyes. He gave Sam a deadpan look.
Silveira: Yes… It's a ship…
Lyara: Response
Laughing, Sam looked at Al.
S. Richards: ::To Lyara:: I promise I am not always this strange… Who am I kidding? This is the baseline for me. I exist on this level of strange.
Vitor smiled, he didn’t know Sam all that well, but one of the things that he liked about her was exactly that. That’s why her effort to skip the seriousness about the Res was forgiven.
And in a way that was good. The past should stay in the past
Lyara: Response
Silveira: Well, I for one embrace that. I think that’s why we got along so well.
The turbolift opened as they reached the deck that would lead to the umbilical.
S. Richards: ::Turning to Sil and Lyara:: Where to first?
Vitor grinned and stepped forward.
Silveira: First the Promenade, then we try a place I heard of but never visited.
Lyara: Response
Vitor winked, stood between them and started walking.
Silveira: Trust me, I think we will have some fun there…
((Timeskip))
((DS224, Third promenade))
They paraded along the three promenades of DS224, chatting and following Vitor as he walked confidently. There were a few head turns, but since DS224 was anything but mundane, the general reaction was the normal one.
With so many different people, one guy in a Toga wasn’t that out of the ordinary. Which was good.
Finally Vitor led them to the place he heard about.
One of his junior officers mentioned it. ShakeDemBones. It was supposed to be a sort of underground club, but the simple sign and locked door looked like it was just a store, or restaurant.
Vitor shrugged at Sam and Al.
Silveira: This is supposed to be a club…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
Vitor shrugged and knocked. It sounded too quiet and he took a step back as a Nausican bouncer opened the door and looked at them.
Dressed in an impeccable tuxedo Vitor wondered if he was in the right place.
Before he spoke the Bouncer gave them another look, and stepped back opening the doors, silently gesturing for them to enter.
Vitor raised an eyebrow and took a step forward, Al and Sam joining him. They entered a small hall, with another door. When the Bouncer closed the outside door, the second opened automatically and it was as if they were hit by a wave.
Vitor almost covered his ears to the loud music and wondered what soundproof material the doors were made of. Inside, shadows, bodies, light’s, even for someone used to clubs it looked like a confused mess.
Silveira: Damn… I didn’t think it was something like this…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
They entered and Vitor tried to find a bar or something, as a couple of Andorians passed by them. The male was wearing a fishnet shirt and tight leather shorts, and looked at Vitor languidly, licking his lips. The female with him, wearing a mini dress that left nothing to imagination, smiled and winked at Vitor.
He looked at Al and Sam and had to raise his voice so they could hear him.
oO Maybe this wasn’t a good idea… Oo
Silveira: LET’S NOT GET INTO TROUBLE…
Lyara/S. Richards: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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