Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari ~ A Rose by any other name is still freaking cool
Roxanna Dorion
((Beta Module, Commercial Sector, DS33, Alpha Isles))
Despite being a bit turned around, this was turning out to be such a lovely day. It seemed the Lieutenant had heart eyes for her newly arrived fellow physician...and Talia's matchmaker ears perked up like a Vulcan.
Ohnari: Why yes indeed. I do believe the "Stunningly pretty with full lips" was a highlight on her transfer paperwork, now that I recall.
Internally, she was rubbing her hands together and had SO MANY plans forming.
Charles: I’ve said too much.
Ohnari: Why Mr. Matthews, doth one have a history with my fellow physician?
The Haliian was too excited to speak like a normal Federation officer, which happened far more than she would truthfully like to admit.
Charles: One… doth… indeed. oO Is that right? Oo I’d… rather not get into it.
Ohnari: ::miming zipping her lips:: Now, I may enjoy whimsy, but I do not go about making officers uncomfortable for fun. oO Wait. Oo Well, I mean, unless I know you better. So, Doctor's honor I shall keep your secret. Can I ask if she knows how you feel about her stunningly pretty self...?
Charles: You know all of this? ::gestures:: It hurts more than the shoulder. If I’m going to be the… victim… of your whimsy, I’d rather just go back to the ship.
oO OOooh no, you're not getting away from me that easily. Oo
Looping her arm through his non injured one, she batted her eyes innocently.
Ohnari: Whatever do you mean? You are simply my escort in finding Roberto's Robotic Curios. ::raising an eyebrow:: Mayhaps we stumble upon a "stunningly pretty" welcome present for my new officer...::smirking:: Ok, sorry. Last one.
Charlie came to a stop, a look etching its way to his face, one that was split between exasperation and asking “really?” all at the same time. If only the poor man knew how immune to that look she was. She half expected Nolen to pop out from the alley and warn him it was fruitless and he would need to shoot her to escape. And the Gods knew the amount of paperwork involved would be just insanity.
Charles: “Last one”? I think you’re telling me porkies, Doctor.
Ohnari: Uh...telling you what now? ::her eyes squinted in confusion:: How did pigs come into this?
Charles: Porkies? You know? Pork pies… lies? Rhyming slang from old Earth. Never mind. ::sighs:: We both know it won’t be the “last one”.
Ohnari: Oh! ::grinning sheepishly:: I meant the last one...for now. I thought that last part was implied....heh
Charles: I think it would just fly in the face of who you are, Doctor. ::pause:: Alix and I have a history… oO She is my history, and considering doctors are meant to heal she didn’t do much of that too me! Oo …but I am trying to leave it where it is; in the past.
Ohnari: So the tactical officer just happens to transfer and where should the wayward medical officer land but also aboard? And you're just going to...do...nothing? ::tilting her head:: Does she know that too...?
Charles: So… Roberto’s Robotic Curios? If his friends call him Bob, do you ever think “Bobby’s Bobotic Curios” was an option?
Ohnari: ::snorting:: We can ask. C'mon, I think it has to be that way!
The alley beyond had a circus-y, tinkling sound of music coming from a shop that had an oversized Enterprise model chasing a Sheliak Dreadnought. Seems the shop owner was fairly topical...as they approached, a foray of colored lights poured out the open shop door, acting as a waterfall of colors. If she squinted, she could peep the holo-emitter embedded in the door frame. Her whole being started vibrating with excitement. This was about to be a very dangerous adventure...
Ohnari: ::awed:: By the Gods....It's...it's just so beautiful....
The grown Haliian woman, Chief of Medicine of the USS Khitomer, actually started to tear up
Charles: Response
Ohnari: ::practically dragging the man:: C'mon Charlie!! We're gonna find so many cool things! And despite your shockingly pretty former flame's lack of whimsy, I am sure we can find some functional thing that will make her nerdy little heart sing. ::yanking the poor man down an aisle:: Ooh!! Look! A little refashioned exco-comp!! It says it folds laundry...does Alix need perfectly folded clothes...?
Charles: Response
Ohnari: That seems...complicated. ::she held up what was advertised as back scratcher, it looked more like an old time torture device:: Yeesh..no thanks, Ooh!! ::another yank:: Shiny....
Charles: Response
It wasn't long before Talia needed both hands to touch everything. Anything that said "Press me!", she did, and competing jingles filled the air. The woman clapped happily and then stopped dead, with eerie accuracy, she reached behind her and yanked the man by the shirt.
Ohnari: ::quietly:: Look..it's perfect.
In front of them was a single rose, rotating on a crystal base. Every fourth turn, on of the bejeweled petals "fell" upon the base. Once the rose had no petals remaining, the stem and petals disappeared into the base, and a small green shoot appeared. It seemed it was an "Eternal rose: Guaranteed to bloom forever"
Ohnari: Ok, even with a decided lack of whimsy, that is adorable. Not to mention romantic as hell...::eyeing the tactical officer:: Are you sure you plan on leaving the past be the past....?
Charles: Response
TAG/TBC
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Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari, MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Khitomer
C239205ME0