((Transporter Room 1 - Deck 04 - USS Artemis-A))
Ava wore a dark jacket (of course) but inspired by her new friend Tamio, had opted for a bright blue faux fur trim. Paired with her signature leather pants, and boots. She was ready for exploration and she had a very specific place in mind.
And she had the perfect companion. She had sent a cryptic message to Doctor Jaran, simply stating that she needed their services and to wear clothing for rambling through ruins.
When she had reviewed the doctors personnel file she was surprised to learn that they had spent some years as a Ranjen. It wasn't often that you met a Starfleet Officer with a religious past, let alone one that had been a spiritual leader of a community.
When the Bajoran entered the transporter room, she hit them with her widest smile.
Munro: I'm glad you took me up on my offer, doctor. I wasn't sure if a cryptic message from the XO would be appreciated. I promise you it's entirely voluntary :: mischievous glint :: I do think you will like what I have planned.
Jaran: Response
Munro: How does the Shrine of the Blessed Exchequer sound? :: pauses :: One of them but this one is the oldest on record according to the database shared by the Ferengi.
On second thought she wasn't sure if this was legitimate or not. Then again, wouldn't that be culturally appropriate if they showed up and there was nothing but a storefront selling tacky gifts.
All part of the experience.
Jaran: Response
Munro: Great, no use in hanging around then.
Ava stridently took her place on the transporter pad, and nodded towards the transport chief on duty as she waited for Jira to take their place.
Jaran: Response
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