Ens. Lyaral Alroyo - The Truth Serum Strikes Again
Lyara Alroyo
((1700 Somewhere Beach Bar, Risa))
With their whiskey shots poured and secrets starting to spill, there was no better time than that moment to drink some way too high proof Bajoran Whiskey.
Dakora: I’ll drink to that. ::He raised his shot glass.:: In good faith!
Alroyo raised the glass in a toast.
Lyara: To fortune and good health!
Alroyo threw her head back and swallowed the contents of the glass in one gulp, as was tradition according to her family. Although sweeter (and higher proof) than most whiskeys of other cultures, it still had that spicy kick as if someone had poured the perfect amount of chili powder into it. While traditionally the drink would be distilled without spice to act as a disinfectant during the occupation days, Bajorans did what they did best and added spices to it. Which was a great way to keep a modern Bajoran woman’s mind off her much less serious troubles in comparison.
She stifled the cough that roared inside of her and did her ancestors proud by not flinching as the warmth of the drink spreaded through her system.
Dakora: Holy… ::He turned away to cough a few more times.:: …strokes! That stuff isn’t messing around.
Alroyo signaled to the bartender to get them another round as she reached for her cocktail and took a sip. A relief washed over her as the drink put out the fire that was roaring in her mouth and chest from the spices.
Lyara: That wasn’t replicated either. It almost got me. ::She let out a giggle:: I’ll have to see if I can somehow get a bottle home with me.
Dakora: Yeah… ::He laughed.:: I like my whiskey to burn a little, but not quite that much.
The Bajoran woman took another sip from her drink then spoke.
Lyara: So commander, now that you and Sam are an item, your time on Risa a little more tame?
A roundabout way to ask “are you two exclusive” but she wanted to hear more about the happy couple and their plans considering they were whole quadrants apart.
Dakora: Yeah, you could say that. ::He grinned.:: It may be hard to imagine now, but the last time I was here– back when I was an Ensign, like you– I went a little wild. ::He chuckled at the memory.:: I may have shown up to a crew function hungover and covered in body glitter at some point.
oO Body glitter?!?! I wish I could have seen that Oo
Dakora: But yes, suffice it to say, I’m leaving my… uh… horg’ahn at home.
She sipped her drink again and moved the toy boat in it in circles with her straw. Her next question might be a little awkward, but she was a little concerned about the distance between the two considering how new their relationship was. Alroyo had stopped pursuing a relationship that would still be in the same quadrant if they stayed together, but 75,000 light years? That made her and Lee’s problem look like a walk down the street in comparison.
Lyara: And I hope you don’t mind me asking but, how’s the whole “beta quadrant to delta quadrant” thing gonna work for you two? I imagine it’s a little hard to start a relationship that far apart.
She hoped the worries of a past relationship didn't linger on her voice as she took a nervous sip of her drink.
Dakora: I… I don’t know.
Talos paused for a moment, Alroyo could tell her question had bothered him. She felt bad as she awkwardly sipped her drink as he mulled the question over, maybe she shouldn’t have been such a gossip.
Dakora: We keep in touch, but that Delta Quadrant delay doesn’t make it easy. We’re figuring it out though. ::He laughed and shook his head.:: We kind of have to, you know? With the babies on the–
Alroyo froze for a moment as her jaw dropped, the straw falling out of her mouth and onto the bar. She slowly turned her head to him as she processed his verbal slip, babies. Commander Talos Dakora just accidentally let slip he would have babies.
Lyara: ::A little too loudly:: Babies?! Like multiple of them?!
Talos motioned for Alroyo to quiet down and she quickly put both her hands over her mouth. One hand to keep her from yelling and the other to stop her from laughing at how the revelation happened by accident.
As she got her bearings and uncovered her mouth, the bartender placed down two more shots of Bajoran Whiskey in front of them. Before the bartender left she pointed to the bottle of whiskey and winked, it would be good to keep around to celebrate the new dad. The bartender complied as he placed the bottle down then walked away.
oO Definitely not a Bajoran bar, they would have given me a weird look for asking Oo
Dakora: That’s not public knowledge yet, so keep it to yourself, please. ::He eyed the shots with concern.:: What in the Four Hells is in that stuff? Truth serum?
She smiled as she looked at the glass, that was definitely a word for it.
Lyara: This was used in the resistance days as a disinfectant for wounds, and disinfectant for the mind.
She tapped her own forehead and let out a small laugh as she looked at the bottle.
Lyara: I one time had too much of this and accidentally spilled my guts out to a girl. ::Beat:: So the truth serum part is very very true.
Dakora: Well, now I’m ready for round two.
The Bajoran smirked as she raised her class and clinked it with her new pal’s glass.
Lyara: Truth serum round two!
Same as before, Alroyo threw her head back and downed it in one gulp. Either she had started to get used to it, or the drink magically got sweeter as she didn’t even have to hold back a cough.
As she took a sip of her flamboyant cocktail to wash down the spices, a Ferengi approached her no doubt wanting to try to sell something to an inebriated customer. She waved him off for the moment as she had a drinking buddy to talk to.
Dakora: Let’s turn this thing back around. ::He settled his dark eyes on her.:: It doesn’t take a seasoned Intelligence Officer or a powerful telepath to tell that you’re working through relationship issues of your own, but… you know, I’m both of those things.
She rolled her eyes as she finally relented to the Ferengi tapping on her shoulder and took the PADD he had carried. He quickly scampered off as she looked back to Talos and shrugged.
Lyara: Well, if you have to know, I recently got out of a… ::She tried to find the best word:: Relationship. And we agreed to be friends still, as she’s my best friend, but it is so awkward now.
Dakora: Response
Alroyo slumped against the bar as she looked at the PADD the Ferengi had given her. It was a free rental of a Risian fishing boat. Modeled to look like a crappy two person fishing boat from 21st century Earth.
oO Humans and their nostalgia Oo
Lyara: Of course we’re gonna stay friends, it’s just… it’s hard as I’m sure you can understand. And…
The Bajoran trailed off, she had no idea how to formulate any of her thoughts on the matter. That truth serum was working for her, but it also had started to inhibit her lightship of thought.
Dakora: Response
She motioned to the PADD as a slight smirk formed on her face. Maybe if she kept her hands busy with some fishing she’d form a coherent thought.
Lyara: Why don’t we do the Old Earth tradition of fishin’ while “Shootin’ the Shit” as the old holonovels would say. We can talk on the way too like we’re old men.
Alroyo got up out of her chair and grabbed the Whiskey bottle and glasses and motioned Talos to follow her to the dock.
Dakora: Response
With a pep in her step her brain started to connect the words scrambled in her head and somewhat cohesively formed them into sentences. However slurred those sentences would come out.
Lyara: So it all started around, two years ago give or take. I took my best friend Lee to my parents farm for a vacation…
((RSS Hemisphere Dancer, On the Water, Risa))
The boat now at sea and Alroyo still going on and on about the likely way too detailed story of her last relationship sat at the edge of the boat as she casted her line after another failed catch. Fishing rod in one hand as the other made motions in the air to emphasize her words as she delivered her life story for the past two years.
Lyara: And so we spent the night in the shuttle, which as I mentioned, we did not steal. But anyways, we wake up so excited to start our new relationship right? But, she gets cold feet, because starting a relationship as two Ensigns on separate ships is one of the most daunting things ever. And she’s my best friend so of course I’m gonna wanna prioritize her personal comfort! So after nine hours we broke off our official relationship and two years of… whatever we had going on.
Alroyo noticed yet another fish swim away from her bobber as her constant yapping scared off another poor soul.
Dakora: Response
The Bajoran let out a sigh as she realized she once again ran her mouth while inebriated.
Lyara: Sorry Talos, I didn’t mean to talk that much. I just hadn’t talked about it until now.
She sat for a moment in silence and took a deep breath to center herself.
Dakora: Response
Tags/Tbc
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Ensign Lyara Alroyo
Helm/Operations Officer
USS Artemis-A
D240108LA4