Lovar: ::smirking:: Who in hell would try and torture you with that stuff.
A deeper smile tugged at the corner of Deena’s mouth, escaping as a soft chuckle.
Quen: Chrissy Jones - my roommate. That girl could party… There was this massive, massive one the night Bajor joined the Federation... Were you there then?
Quen: Ah - you’d’ve loved it…
Quen: Have you met the new CO yet?
Lovar: Captain Kells? Yeah, actually. I had a chance to talk to him while I was on a jog. ::chuckling:: Right before the big announcement.
Quen: Yeah? What’d you think?
Lovar: He seems like a good guy, considerate of the crew and such. Plus he was a science officer so that's always a high grade in my book. So, no need to mutiny... yet.
He smirked and gave a playful wink after that last remark. Deena smirked back and nodded her approval.
Quen: Heh heh - "yet"... ::feigned seriousness:: Planning something, Lovar?
Lovar: Oh I'm always planning something, not quite mutiny, but something.
Quen: Science guy, though, huh? I like it…
Lovar: Yeah, it's always nice to know you've got someone who'll keep our department in mind.
Quen: And what's your Captain thinking about all this? Fuzzball making his opinions known?