[sb118-butler] Lieutenant. J.G. Alex Forsyth - Something Catches Your Eyes.

[Robert Forsyth]

((The Gar Mulgat Nightclub, Helix Station))

The night was going well until a drunk little Ferengi showed up to creep on her after accidentally bumping into him, and telling him she was not into him was not working as expected. 

Forsyth: Not interested, pal!

Thankfully, her wonderful Girlfriend came to her rescue. Lahl stepped in front of him, and reminded him of the rule his people hold so dear.

Lahl: Just remember Rule of Acquisition #48, friend.

The bigger the smile, the sharper the knife—a bold way to threaten him. Alex preferred rule 125: You can't make a deal if you're dead.

She was at least glad she followed through on rule 78 when dating Lahl: Good things come in small packages. Thinking back on both rules, she and Lahl returned to the table, where their drinks were waiting for them.

Lahl: Wait, is that drink for me?

JoNz: ::to Lahl:: What exactly did you say to that guy?

Nis: Yeah, which of your hosts knows about the rules of acquisition? 

Alex assumed her co-workers never had a copy of the Ferengi rules of acquisition, which she only got as a Christmas gift from her Uncle Bert.   

Lahl: Rule of Acquisition #48 is between me and that small lobe having idiot.

She wrapped her arm around Lahl's neck and thanked her with a kiss on the top of her head. 

JoNz: Fair enough!

Forsyth: You're amazing, babe.

Nis still wanted to know which hosts knew the rules of acquisition, although Alex assumed it was Audriy, since a lawyer would probably need to know them for cases involving Ferengi.

Nis: You still haven’t answered our question. 

Lahl: Come on! Let’s have some more fun!

Alex giggled at her Girlfriend keeping Nis in the dark, and finished her cider.

Lahl: Woo!

JoNz: ::to waiter:: Can we get more of whatever these shots are? 

Nis: We think we’re good. 

It was not like Nis to refuse another drink. The good Doctor was usually nearly as bad as Lahl when it came to knowing one's limits. This unusual reluctance made her wonder if Nis was still affected by what happened on the last mission; she hoped Nis was all right.

Forsyth: I’ll just have another cider, please. 

Lahl: Come on Jania, hopefully it will brighten you up?

Nis: Hmm, okay, maybe one more. 

Alex rolled her eyes bemusingly, if there was anyone who could convince Nis to drink more. It was Lahl herself. 

Lahl: Yes! Ok, let’s go ladies!

Forsyth: I’m going to have to carry you again, aren’t I, dear? 

She was beginning to suspect that was the plan all along, as Lahl seemed to like being carried. Alex was not complaining, of course, because she loves carrying her too. 

JoNz: ::mutters:: Well hello there, tall, dark and furry…

Lahl: Ooh, someone catching your fancy JoNz?

Forsyth: What, who?! 

Alex looked around, trying to see who was drawing kitty's attention. She was having a hard time making out who she was talking about through the darkness and flashing lights, which could be anyone, including the Galadoran in a neon mech suit. 

JoNz: That Kzinti in the business suit is making eyes at me. 

She spotted the Kzinti across the club, and while he looked alright for a guy. Alex was not sure he would be a perfect match for JoNz, given Caitian's long history with them.

Nis: Oooooh, he’s a cutie too!

Lahl: Oh yeah? I mean, I could see it.

Alex thought he was alright, but was more interested in Nis reaction. She always learns something new about the Doctor, not that she judges her preferences anyway.   

JoNz: ::takes another shot:: I mean, I didn’t really come out with the intention to fu--- ::cuts herself off:: --to, ah, you know. ::makes frantic paw gestures:: Uh, hook up with someone. Or did I?

Forsyth: Well, it happens sometimes.

Nis: Tell him to come over here and dance. At worst, if he sucks, we can pair him with our new Ferengi friend. 

I mean, there might be a high chance he was just as bad, after all it he was from a government called the Kzinti Patriarchy. She was going to give him the benefit of the doubt, as you should never judge a book by it cover. 

Lahl: Don’t encourage him, he may come back.

JoNz: We can totally handle that Ferengi, no worries. 

Alex was beginning to notice that most of her friends were getting a bit tipsy, except for Nis and her, of course. She always tries to be sober one of the group to help get her friends home safely, and was surprised by Nis's light drinking tonight. 

Forsyth: Response

Jania took another shot as well.

Nis: Whoops. 

Lahl: Whoops? Come on, Nis, we’re here to have fun!

Alex felt herself being dragged back to the dancefloor by Kimmy, along with Jaina as well, leaving JoNz to contemplate making a move with the Kzinti. 

Forsyth: Hey, you ok? 

Lahl: Are you ok, Jania?

Nis: Response

The Tactical officer was concerned about her friend, and while Nis said she was alright, Alex was still not sure that she was. 

Forsyth: If you say so, Jan. 

Lahl: Alright, let me know if you need any help.

Alex started getting back into dancing, and it was not long until JoNz joined in on the fun. She must be trying to impress the Kzinti, which seemed to be working as he was glued to her dancing skills.  

JoNz: Woo!

Forsyth: Yeah, break it down! 

Nis: Response

Forsyth: Poor Nis, she must still be recovering from the mission…

Nis/Lahl: Response

JoNz was getting bolder with her moves, getting closer to Kzinti’s table. Alex placed her hands on her girlfriend's hips, bending slightly to steal a kiss.

Forsyth: JoNz seemed to be getting into it, huh. 

Nis/JoNz/Lahl: Response

Forsyth: Hopefully it goes well, and we don’t end up having to do a rescue mission, or explain what happened to the Captain…

Nis/JoNz/Lahl: Response

Tag/TBC

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Lieutenant. J.G. Alex Forsyth

Tactical

USS Octavia E. Butler

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