JP Ensign Jori Mec & Ensign Maramox - Not Quite On-the-Ball

[Mars Elliot Hallman]

((Holodeck 2, Masquerade Ball))

Maramox found themself standing near the edge of the party; taking a moment to themself between all the socializing. The soft click-click-click of their shoes barely noticeable above any music. They watched others dancing and wondered if they’d find the courage to ask someone. 

oO Unlikely. Oo 

Their own thoughts watching all the different costumed folks move. Until one came towards them. Taking a second on the edge as well.

The officer was dressed in a dark blue satin vest with swirling red patterns straight out of a regency-Earth holonovel and a flowing black skirt that swished with his steps. The ensemble was completed with a mask crowned with tubes that pulsed and hummed like tiny warp cores. 

((OOC: https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1413096374580543499/1430575903557161032/Warp_Core_Mask_Venetian.png?ex=690b6aa2&is=690a1922&hm=17b3b70d8c81640307d7e473860c0077ac3d1d14b48846e72be220db5befde82&=&format=webp&quality=lossless&width=576&height=864))

Mec: What kind of bird are you? I never could tell crows and ravens apart on Earth.

They gave him a moment of pause; taking in the bright mask and tubes. It was incredible. Real thought was put into the outfit. Much more than their own.

Maramox: I’m not sure. I thought it looked cool. ::They laughed and gave a smile.:: It might even have both of them in it. Have you looked into many planets birds? oO Look forward. Then glance over for a few seconds. This is how people do normal conversation. Oo 

Jori reached for a flute of violently purple champagne with a sparkler for a garnish as a holographic waiter sailed smoothly by and offered it to Maramox.

Mec: I can’t say I’ve been to many planets yet, besides Earth and home. ::His tone is more inviting than the words imply, being vague to draw more conversation out of Maramox, not less.::

Maramox accepted the champagne and sipped it. Enjoying the sweetness more than any bitter that comes with synthehol. They thought about offering the glass to their stranger, but thought better about the germs.

Maramox: Home… It’s different here; that’s for sure. What’s home like for you?

The “stranger” grinned beneath the mask, and - oh, no, does Maramox know that grin with the single missing tooth?

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Ensign Jori Mec (he/him)
Engineering Officer
USS Constitution-B

C240209JM2

@marselliot on Discord (he/him)

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Ensign Maramox (they/them)
Medical Officer
StarBase 118 Academy
C240209M12
@pickledpike on discord (they/he)