Lieutenant Amelia Semara - Plans to Make, Partings to Give

[Max]

(( Bridge, Deck 1 - USS Khitomer, Dry-Docked at DS33 ))

As much as Amelia was terribly interested in and by the new Klingon Ensign, his taste buds, and his accent, the man did have a long list of actual duties and check-ins to attend to before he could actually settle into his quarters.  It wouldn't be proper to entirely monopolise the man's time with a hundred more questions.  Besides, there'd be time for that later.

Semara: I'm sure you've had a long trip here.  It's been entirely my pleasure meetin' you, but if you ain't got any other questions you're all set here.  :: Beat :: Actually, if you don't mind, maybe you could take the rest a' the Toscra down to Sickbay for me?  The shift ain't much longer, and it's slowin' down up here.  Tell Talia it's from me, and I wanna know what she and all her visitors think.

She moved to the little storage cubby, put the dishes away, and turned back holding a neatly-covered pie tin and a jar of cold cream.  There was still half left of each.  Worst came to worst, Talia could always use the tart confection as a way to bribe any unenthusiastic new arrival into a brief discomfort of a scan or injections, or as a post-treatment apology for the embarrassment of the Sencha implant.  Amelia offered a pleased, pinched little smile, delighted to have made a new acquaintance she would definitely be looking forward to turning into a friend.

Patak: Not a problem in the slightest! I’ll head straight down to Sickbay and hand deliver these to Dr. Talia myself. I'll be sure to tell her it’s a special delivery from you.

Amelia grinned as she left the pie tin in Patak's very capable (and, in Klingon fashion, very large) hands.

Semara: Thank you!  You're a gentleman and an officer.

Her eyes creased even more, returning his smile as he made for the turbolift.

Patak: It’s been a pleasure, Lieutenant Amelia. Thanks for making me feel so welcome aboard. I'll catch you around!

Semara: The pleasure's mine, Ensign.  Don't be a stranger now - I'll be lookin' forward to gettin' to know you better.

Patak: I'll definitely hold you to that Rokeg Blood Pie recipe next time we catch up! See you later, Lieutenant.

Amelia chuckled.  She had no idea how she'd ever source her preferred filling for that particular recipe, but she knew some very compelling and convincing alternatives.  Besides, it was all in the crust, anyway, and now she was already getting distracted.  She had a shift to finish, a date to prepare for meeting one of Ras' friends, and of course a parting comment to give.

Semara: I'm sure you will.  :: Beat :: Qapla, Ensign!

She flashed one last grin, and then the man disappeared between the turbolift doors with his sickbay-bound Toscra.

END!

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Lieutenant Amelia Magnolia Semara

Intelligence Officer

USS Khitomer - NCC-62400

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