Lt. Silveira: The unexpected invitation.
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Aug 27, 2024, 5:43:57 PM8/27/24
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((The Old Inn, Canterbury, UK, Earth))
Vitor walked inside, still musing over his encounter with Nan. In a way it was a better worry than the aftermath of Frontier Day.
But he needed to sort things out before he went home.
He was heading there soon and someone might eventually notice it.
So it was surprising that, of all people, Genkos would be inviting him to… A pub?
Wearing a pair of comfortable tennis shoes, jeans, an old Academy t-shirt and a denim jacket he looked around at the place. It was one of those pubs, similar but quite apart from Molly Malone's. Most likely because this looked like an old English pub instead of an Irish one.
One thing however really caught his attention over the decor of the place.
An old jukebox, or a very good reproduction of one. It took him a couple of seconds before realizing it was playing Bee Gees.
He smiled and then waved his hand at Genkos when he spotted him.
Perceptions were really a curious thing. This was certainly not the place he would figure meeting Genkos. To him Genkos was much more…
What was the word… Stylish?
No… Posh. Yes that was it. He always thought of Genkos as a Posh boy. And certainly more of an ABBA fan. Maybe he could find that out for sure.
He opened his arms with his wide grin when he joined Genkos.
Adea: Vitor! Please, sit.
Silveira: Genkos… I admit I never thought to meet you in a place like this.
Genkos pushed out the seat opposite with his cane, whilst pushing a large pint of a faintly pink liquid towards Vitor. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he sat down.
Adea: Here, try this. It’s called a strawberry sour beer, and I have to say, it’s definitely sour, I don’t know what a strawberry is, and the alcohol content is dubious.
Vitor looked suspiciously at the pint and frowned. He wasn’t exactly a beer fan. And most certainly not a fruit flavored beer. But he wasn’t comfortable telling that to Genkos.
Silveira: Really?
Looking at Genkos dark eyes he remembered he was Betazoid, and with a shrug he held the pint and took a sip. It tasted even worse than he thought.
Wincing, he put it down and looked back at Genkos.
Silveira: Oh damned foul thing…
Adea: Response
Silveira: Definitely not my cup of tea. And I also don’t like tea, unless it's peach ice tea.
Vitor shook his head. But he took a long breath and grabbed the pint again, now taking a longer sip. There was nothing there to the advantage of the strawberry sour beer.
Not even the freshness from a good cold beer. This was simply a pink concoction.
Adea: Response
Silveira: Public service. That way it's a bit less for someone else to drink it. ::He shrugged.:: What can we do? One day we are fighting Changeling and Borg, the next we are drying a pub of their taste offensive drinks. ::He forced a smile and leaned back.:: How are you doing? And do you have any news from Kali?
Adea: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor walked inside, still musing over his encounter with Nan. In a way it was a better worry than the aftermath of Frontier Day.
But he needed to sort things out before he went home.
He was heading there soon and someone might eventually notice it.
So it was surprising that, of all people, Genkos would be inviting him to… A pub?
Wearing a pair of comfortable tennis shoes, jeans, an old Academy t-shirt and a denim jacket he looked around at the place. It was one of those pubs, similar but quite apart from Molly Malone's. Most likely because this looked like an old English pub instead of an Irish one.
One thing however really caught his attention over the decor of the place.
An old jukebox, or a very good reproduction of one. It took him a couple of seconds before realizing it was playing Bee Gees.
He smiled and then waved his hand at Genkos when he spotted him.
Perceptions were really a curious thing. This was certainly not the place he would figure meeting Genkos. To him Genkos was much more…
What was the word… Stylish?
No… Posh. Yes that was it. He always thought of Genkos as a Posh boy. And certainly more of an ABBA fan. Maybe he could find that out for sure.
He opened his arms with his wide grin when he joined Genkos.
Adea: Vitor! Please, sit.
Silveira: Genkos… I admit I never thought to meet you in a place like this.
Genkos pushed out the seat opposite with his cane, whilst pushing a large pint of a faintly pink liquid towards Vitor. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he sat down.
Adea: Here, try this. It’s called a strawberry sour beer, and I have to say, it’s definitely sour, I don’t know what a strawberry is, and the alcohol content is dubious.
Vitor looked suspiciously at the pint and frowned. He wasn’t exactly a beer fan. And most certainly not a fruit flavored beer. But he wasn’t comfortable telling that to Genkos.
Silveira: Really?
Looking at Genkos dark eyes he remembered he was Betazoid, and with a shrug he held the pint and took a sip. It tasted even worse than he thought.
Wincing, he put it down and looked back at Genkos.
Silveira: Oh damned foul thing…
Adea: Response
Silveira: Definitely not my cup of tea. And I also don’t like tea, unless it's peach ice tea.
Vitor shook his head. But he took a long breath and grabbed the pint again, now taking a longer sip. There was nothing there to the advantage of the strawberry sour beer.
Not even the freshness from a good cold beer. This was simply a pink concoction.
Adea: Response
Silveira: Public service. That way it's a bit less for someone else to drink it. ::He shrugged.:: What can we do? One day we are fighting Changeling and Borg, the next we are drying a pub of their taste offensive drinks. ::He forced a smile and leaned back.:: How are you doing? And do you have any news from Kali?
Adea: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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