Commander Ava Munro - Friends In Lush Places
Ava Munro
((Tamio K'Wara's Quarters - Deck 3, Compartment 1696 - USS Artemis-A))
Ava, wearing a sheer silver top, leather pants and boots was ready for a party and she had come to the quarters of Tamio K'Wara for one purpose. To find a party partner. Of all the people on the ship, Tamio was the obvious choice. Not only did they light up like a party in every room, especially when they weren't on duty. Their colourful outfits had raised many an eyebrow, mainly from Lt. Vailani, but mostly in a positive way.
She pushed the chime and waited for a response.
K'Wara: Ye- ::blinks:: Ava?
As the door opened, she placed her hands on her hips in mock severity. Only the smile betrayed her true feelings. Which were definitely of the mischievous variety.
Munro: I'm fairly certain you owe me, Tamio K'Wara. When we first met we had to postpone our night out, if you remember? :: smiles earnestly :: I even wore something that kind of sparkles? Is that growth on my part?
Tamio applauded and nodded with what she assumed was approval.
K'Wara: In my professional opinion, sparkles are the solution to every problem, Ava. Still too monochrome for my tastes, but I’m not going to downplay genuine growth. ::gestures for Ava to follow them into the quarters:: So, are you here to do a Feng Shui Evaluation of the new Chief’s interior decorating, or?
Munro: I'm not here on official duty. :: jovial :: Unofficially I hereby promote and designate you my new fun friend. Do you care to accept this prestigious title?
K'Wara: Two promotions in one shore leave, Ava? Your charity is boundless. ::smiles:: But this one, I shan’t utter a complaint about, I promise.
Ava surveyed the Cygnians quarters. As expected they were a colourful explosion of culture and exuberance. Items were strewn on the floor in a haphazard manner. Blankets, cushions, art materials seemed to fill up every nook and cranny of the space. Except for the sofa, which didn't appear to be used at all.
The artist leaned on the armrest of the untouched sofa.
K’Wara: A night out to inaugurate our cemented friendship then?
Munro: Picture this :: points to herself :: Me. Friend, not XO. :: points to Tamio :: My new fun friend. A planet that never sleeps, with an endless giant neon sunrise, and a festival that never ends.
Ava lifted her arms in a gliding motion.
Munro: Floating platforms drift between clubs, bars, rec centres, theatres, museums, galleries and just about anything :: raises her finger :: And the best spa to relax in when you can't move your legs anymore because you've danced so hard :: pause :: What would you say if I asked you to pack a bag for 3 days?
K'Wara: Am I dressing to impress for 3 days straight, or will a modicum of personal hygiene be allowed in-between the dancing?
Munro: Tamio I've only known you a short time but I suspect that you always dress to impress? Personal hygiene is catered for. There will be luscious accommodations provided. Think of it as my gift.
What she didn't mention was that she had called in several favours to get them access to the exclusive party planet. And seeing the delightful joy on Tamio’s face she knew it was worth it.
K’Wara: Why, Ava, you’re practically speaking my language.
Munro: Great, you better hurry then :: shooing motion :: The sooner we get going the sooner we'll arrive.
Ava idled in the lounge while Tamio rushed to their bedroom. She busied herself by looking at some of the unfinished art pieces that Tamio was working on. She noted the likeness of the bar person on Starbase118.
When Tamio re-emerged Ava was almost floored by the makeover that had occurred. Tamio was dressed in a skintight technicolor romper that seemed to shift color as they moved, the color clearly visible through the loops of the chunky synthchain bolero worn on-top.
As a finishing touch they had decided on a color palette for their make-up and soon they appeared in the door leading to the living room with a bag over one shoulder and their height disadvantage addressed ever-so-slightly by high-heeled boots.
K’Wara: Just so we’re clear on my expectations, I will accept no club with less colors in their interior decorating than I’m currently wearing.
Ava felt decidedly plain next to Tamio, and that was okay. She nodded with a little mirth. They looked amazing.
Munro: I have done many last minute get-ready but this is next level.
K’Wara: It’s a gift. Now, are we catching a commercial shuttle or are we riding in style?
Munro: :: crosses her arms :: You don't think I'd misappropriate an Artemis shuttle to go partying?
K'Wara: Response
Munro: No :: raises a finger :: but my friend, Boka, has sent a private shuttle to pick us up. So we can sit back, sip on some fine cocktails and enjoy the ride.
K'Wara: Response
Munro: I'm glad you've asked. The planet is in Ferengi space so we'll be there in a matter of hours. It's the most exclusive location in the sector. Tarahong! Boka is the executive manager of one of the resorts :: looks around :: Are you ready to go?
K'Wara: Response
Tags/TBC
First Officer
USS Artemis-A
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