Lt. Commander Solaris McLaren - Want for Choice.
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solarismclaren
Dec 22, 2025, 4:39:14 AM (7 days ago) Dec 22
to StarBase 118 Ops a Star Trek PBEM RPG
(( B’hala Sacred Waters Retreat - Little Risa - StarBase 118 ))
McLaren: I dont know... :: She applied a look of mock horror to her face. :: we may find ourselves even enjoying it.
Ross: Shut up!
Sol shrugged, joining in his laughter.
McLaren: ?
Sol followed Evans gaze to the white robed Bajor who was gesturing for them to approach.
Ross: Oh - I think that's us. Well... see you on the other side, huh?
She nodded.
McLaren: Yep... dont enjoy yourself too much.
She winkekd as she disappeared off in a different direction toward where the women could change and get comfortable first.
((Short Timeskip))
She was offered a similar white linen bathrobe to those the attendants were wearing. It was just the right amount of plush and warm, and tied at the waist. It was kind of like the one she had in her apartment, though hers was made of silk, because sometimes you just wanted the feeling of something different than a uniform. There were several different fragrances spritzed around her, each combining to make a lovely bouquet. She heard the attendant murmur something about them being good for relaxation, but Sol wasn't really listening, which probably meant they were working.
She was gazing out the window into a pretty spawling landscape, all of which seemd to be either enclosed sauna or slightly more exposed outdoor heated baths. She had had not idea this place had been on the sation, but for them to have grown so large they must have been reasonably successful. She had an ornage drink in her hand, which she was sipping on occasionally. The orangey taste was just right for a morning beverage.
She looked over as Evan approached, looking slightly more perplexed than she imagined she was.
Ross: ::under his breath:: Do you think we're about to join a cult or something...?
She tilted her head to the side.
McLaren: No... probably not. :: She paused and then shrugged. :: I don't know... they didn't put it on any of the paddwork... so I don't think so.
Ross: Response?
She shrugged, sipping her drink again.
McLaren: It's not all bad.... the robe is comfortable atleast.
Ross: Response?
McLaren: Looks like we can sit and steam in a sauna... or theres open air baths... theres a lot more ot this place than I was actually expecting...
Ross: Response?
McLaren: Perhaps theres even massages... :: she rubbed her temple some. :: Which admittedly doesn't sound bad right now...
Ross: Response?
McLaren: I dont know... :: She applied a look of mock horror to her face. :: we may find ourselves even enjoying it.
Ross: Shut up!
Sol shrugged, joining in his laughter.
McLaren: ?
Sol followed Evans gaze to the white robed Bajor who was gesturing for them to approach.
Ross: Oh - I think that's us. Well... see you on the other side, huh?
She nodded.
McLaren: Yep... dont enjoy yourself too much.
She winkekd as she disappeared off in a different direction toward where the women could change and get comfortable first.
((Short Timeskip))
She was offered a similar white linen bathrobe to those the attendants were wearing. It was just the right amount of plush and warm, and tied at the waist. It was kind of like the one she had in her apartment, though hers was made of silk, because sometimes you just wanted the feeling of something different than a uniform. There were several different fragrances spritzed around her, each combining to make a lovely bouquet. She heard the attendant murmur something about them being good for relaxation, but Sol wasn't really listening, which probably meant they were working.
She was gazing out the window into a pretty spawling landscape, all of which seemd to be either enclosed sauna or slightly more exposed outdoor heated baths. She had had not idea this place had been on the sation, but for them to have grown so large they must have been reasonably successful. She had an ornage drink in her hand, which she was sipping on occasionally. The orangey taste was just right for a morning beverage.
She looked over as Evan approached, looking slightly more perplexed than she imagined she was.
Ross: ::under his breath:: Do you think we're about to join a cult or something...?
She tilted her head to the side.
McLaren: No... probably not. :: She paused and then shrugged. :: I don't know... they didn't put it on any of the paddwork... so I don't think so.
Ross: Response?
She shrugged, sipping her drink again.
McLaren: It's not all bad.... the robe is comfortable atleast.
Ross: Response?
McLaren: Looks like we can sit and steam in a sauna... or theres open air baths... theres a lot more ot this place than I was actually expecting...
Ross: Response?
McLaren: Perhaps theres even massages... :: she rubbed her temple some. :: Which admittedly doesn't sound bad right now...
Ross: Response?
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