((Quark’s Bar, Grill, Gaming House and Holo-Suite Arcade - Deep Space Nine))
As the door wooshed shut behind them and– curiously– faded out of existence they found themselves standing in the middle of a rocky desert somewhere. There was a small camp, complete with a campfire and primitive tents. A trio of horses were hitched to a post sunk into the ground nearby. Genkos ignored it and focused on Talos, barely aware of his surroundings - he was too thrilled to know that his suspicions of Talison Mackora were not the ravings of a lunatic.
Adea: ::shaking his head:: No, everyone’s made out that I’m crazy for thinking it, but there’s definitely a spark there - ::he put an arm around Talos’ shoulders:: you should totally go for it, man, worst she can do is…::he thought about it a bit:: jettison you out an airlock.
Yellir: The jettison part is the least scary because that’d be over quickly, no, she wouldn’t make it so quick if she genuinely wanted to spite you. But I like to think she wouldn’t be so crass.
Dakora: Response
Hallia waved a hand before sipping her drink whilst Genkos realised he’ left his last drink at the bar. He turned around to find the door but realised it was nowhere to be seen.
Yellir: Hold on— let’s sit down before I fall over, this is so much information.
A nearby set of three logs triangulated the bonfire as she quickly sat herself in place. Genkos aimed for the seat in the middle and planted himself on it quite firmly. So firmly in fact that it kinda hurt.
Adea: Waaaaay too much information to process.
Dakora: Response?
Yellir: When did this start happening— like when did you two… you know…?
Genkos shook his head - THAT was something he didn’t need to know.
Adea: Nonononono, that’s waaaaay too much information… ::he realised he was repeating himself:: Again.
Dakora: Response?
Yellir: I feel awful asking this, cause I know she would probably end me. But do you think she ever considered…?
Genkos pointed a slender finger at his Betazoid colleague.
Adea: I bet she has! She’s only human after all… ::he looked around realising none of the assemblage was human:: Bwhahahaahaha…
Yellir/Dakora: Response?
The doctor’s laugh rescinded as he tried to reassert control over himself.
Adea: But no, like is this a crush, or is it something more serious?
Yellir / Dakora: Response
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Commander Genkos Adea MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Artemis-A
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"You know, I'm really easy to get along with most of the time, but I don't like bullies and I don't like threats, and I don't like you, Culluh. You can try and stop us from getting to the truth but I promise you that if you do I will respond with all the 'unique technologies' at my command." - Kathryn Janeway