Lieutenant Hallia Yellir - Worrysome Streak
Ryan Fender
((Quark’s Bar, Grill, Gaming House and Holo-Suite Arcade - Deep Space Nine))
Watching the Captain walk out that door, Hallia’s gaze didn’t once fall from the exit. The only sense that hadn’t been overwhelmed by cold sugary spirits it seemed— it masked the scent of spillages and staled beer, but the heavy musk of fermentation was the first thing she smelled after a short time. The bar’s volume slowly rose in short bursts of sound— and slowly but surely, cheers and jeers spiralled to a crescendo. Momentarily rising above the chatter and music that held itself heavy over the bar, it was baited silence, a tense moment that seemed to wait an eternity. Hallia swore it was the quietest this bar could ever get, before a descending beep sounded. Walls of cheer very suddenly faded into a collective groan.
oO Seems someone’s luck ran out. Oo
Catching an eye, she saw two figures wandering from the Dabo tables. A bright red shirt, printed in a style she couldn’t quite catch the name of, a lingering signature of their first officer — followed by the similarly tall figure of Doctor Adea. She had been very suddenly humbled by the loud print, as all day she felt like she rolled herself in the print of a rug and called it a dress. Neglecting to end the evening here, Hallia stumbled as she stood up, following the people she recognized — the Yelikan wandered over, smoothing the orange shift dress she layered over some matching bishop sleeves.
There was notable hesitation in the way she walked, one drink deep she could already feel it weighing on her.
Adea: Well howsabout I get you a drink and you get me one, then we’re even?
Dakora: Response
Hallia walked over leaning herself against the bar to interject. Before she spoke, she could already feel the noted lag between her mouth and her brain, even if it was hardly noticeable.
Yellir: Doctor! Commander! Is this seat taken?
Dakora/Adea: Response?
Sitting herself to the right of the pair, Hallia span in her chair to face the two, grinning before she quickly spoke.
Yellir: Hope the Dabo tables have treated you both well— sounded like an absolute riot over there!
Dakora/Adea: Response?
Yellir: Always have to be careful on a hot streak, they’re speedy to humble a winner that knows the odds.
Dakora/Adea: Response?
TAG/TBC
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Lieutenant Hallia Yellir
Chief Engineer
USS Artemis-A
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