Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari ~ Assimilating into "WHOOOOO!!" girls

[Roxanna Dorion]

((Bajoran Shrine and Spa, Ventura, California, Earth))

((OOC ~ Remember it's all in good fun, we're keeping it PG13....barely....HAVE FUN!)) 

Talia checked the itinerary, and turned around to do another headcount:

The bride? Check. 

Maid of honor? (herself) Check. 

A sincerely uncomfortable looking Ensign Lacy? Check. 

A mildly curious Ensign Michaels? Check. 

and finally;

A full on vacation mode Ensign Semara, complete with flowery, wide brimmed hat. Next time, she was making Amelia plan the party, that woman could relax in style. 

Approaching the door, Talia turned to the group with a bright smile. 

Ohnari: So who is ready for pampering? 

Jacin/Michaels/Lacy/Semara: Response? 

Ohnari: ::turning:: Also, if this is a bust, ::flipping open her PADD:: I've got a room reserved at a karaoke bar, something called "roller derby", and finally, something called gelatinous wrestling? Oh wait, Jell-O? Huh. Never heard of it. 

Jacin/Michaels/Lacy/Semara: Response? 

Ohnari: Oh! ::smacking herself in the forehead, she opened her oversized travel bag:: Apparently it is pretty standard for the bride to be wearing colorful fertility tokens? 

Reaching elbow deep, Talia produced a garish, neon colored sash that was festooned with a variety of "phallic" shaped charms. While she wasn't personally familiar, she assumed it was something to promote a fruitful union. Along with a tiara with bedazzled...spires...shrugging, Talia presented the crown with a bow and a flourish. 

Ohnari: M'lady....

Jacin/Michaels/Lacy/Semara: Response? 

TAG/TBC

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Lieutenant Commander Talia Ohnari, MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Khitomer
C239205ME0