Lt. JG Simon Vomek - Where have all the flowers gone
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Don K
Mar 9, 2026, 2:12:33 PM (23 hours ago) Mar 9
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Vomek was astounded. He'd never been in a place where quite so many new languages and cultures came together since he'd been in the Gamma Quadrant on the fabled Port Loray. While Loray was a gritty mass of metal which acted as a trading post in the Gamma Quadrant, Lolagi was a beautiful blue orb which glowed in manifold chromatic hues when the sun set. He'd taken his time walking around the Resort's many ball rooms enjoying conversations in languages he knew and ones he was working to learn. He'd even found some new languages with sounds he was not even sure he could make. He was anxious to get out again and try some more, but his traveling companion seemed very subdued. It was a state Vomek rarely saw Rox in. She was no language aficionado, but she was always up for a good time and was never opposed to meeting new people.
Vomek: Rox, you haven't touched your Bararaq at all. Taste it, their delicious.
Vomek's stomach appeared slightly stretched as he had perhaps indulged in to many. The Bararaq, a small fritter like dish, were a staple of the Bloom Tide Festival and there were myriad varieties to sample. So far Vomek had really only seen Rox drinking.
Rox: ::taking a small nibble:: Hmm, swell.
Vomek tilted his head to look at Rox.
Vomek: What's with you, you're usually all about a good time? Is there a problem.
Rox's jaw suddenly dropped and she rose to look at a balcony above them. A cluster of people moved along it and at the center there was a familiar face, one Vomek had worked hard to avoid, Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS, Duchess of Saint Malo. Rox narrowed her eyes at the woman.
Rox: There. Theres the problem. That insipid woman.
Vomek offered a nervous smile.
Vomek: Still a hostile work environment up in sickbay. Isn't Beck due back soon?
Rox: ::biting Vomek's head off:: He is back, but she's still here. They're both here! I'm going to lose my mind if I have to deal with both of them.
Vomek: Oh I see.
Before he could offer any more insight Rox was off and heading toward a set of steps that would take her up to where La Croix was walking. He hurried through the crowd trying to keep up.
Vomek: Rox? Rox! What are you going to do?
Rox had built up a head of steam and Vomek struggled up the steps to stay close enough to stop her.
Vomek: Wait!
Rox: ::yelling:: Hey Blodie! If that's even your natural color.
La Croix: Response
Rox: Yes, it's me, the "adequate strumpet?. When are you getting the hell off our ship.
Vomek hurried to put himself between Rox and La Croix. The Duchess seemed very annoyed and perhaps a little tipsy herself.
Vomek: ::apologetically:: So sorry, she's had a tough day.
La Croix: Response
Vomek found himself hurled aside by Rox who stalked closer to De La Croix.
Rox: ::growling at La Croix:: Leave the Ronin or I'll fracture your flipping fanny!
When Rox said "fracture", "flipping" and "fanny" Vomek felt a sort of coolness on his face as if there was a mist in the air. He tried to move once more between them, but stopped when he noted the expression on each woman's face.
La Croix: Response
Tags/TBC
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Vomek was astounded. He'd never been in a place where quite so many new languages and cultures came together since he'd been in the Gamma Quadrant on the fabled Port Loray. While Loray was a gritty mass of metal which acted as a trading post in the Gamma Quadrant, Lolagi was a beautiful blue orb which glowed in manifold chromatic hues when the sun set. He'd taken his time walking around the Resort's many ball rooms enjoying conversations in languages he knew and ones he was working to learn. He'd even found some new languages with sounds he was not even sure he could make. He was anxious to get out again and try some more, but his traveling companion seemed very subdued. It was a state Vomek rarely saw Rox in. She was no language aficionado, but she was always up for a good time and was never opposed to meeting new people.
Vomek: Rox, you haven't touched your Bararaq at all. Taste it, their delicious.
Vomek's stomach appeared slightly stretched as he had perhaps indulged in to many. The Bararaq, a small fritter like dish, were a staple of the Bloom Tide Festival and there were myriad varieties to sample. So far Vomek had really only seen Rox drinking.
Rox: ::taking a small nibble:: Hmm, swell.
Vomek tilted his head to look at Rox.
Vomek: What's with you, you're usually all about a good time? Is there a problem.
Rox's jaw suddenly dropped and she rose to look at a balcony above them. A cluster of people moved along it and at the center there was a familiar face, one Vomek had worked hard to avoid, Doctor Thessolonia Samantha de la Croix, MD, PHD, FASFS, Duchess of Saint Malo. Rox narrowed her eyes at the woman.
Rox: There. Theres the problem. That insipid woman.
Vomek offered a nervous smile.
Vomek: Still a hostile work environment up in sickbay. Isn't Beck due back soon?
Rox: ::biting Vomek's head off:: He is back, but she's still here. They're both here! I'm going to lose my mind if I have to deal with both of them.
Vomek: Oh I see.
Before he could offer any more insight Rox was off and heading toward a set of steps that would take her up to where La Croix was walking. He hurried through the crowd trying to keep up.
Vomek: Rox? Rox! What are you going to do?
Rox had built up a head of steam and Vomek struggled up the steps to stay close enough to stop her.
Vomek: Wait!
Rox: ::yelling:: Hey Blodie! If that's even your natural color.
La Croix: Response
Rox: Yes, it's me, the "adequate strumpet?. When are you getting the hell off our ship.
Vomek hurried to put himself between Rox and La Croix. The Duchess seemed very annoyed and perhaps a little tipsy herself.
Vomek: ::apologetically:: So sorry, she's had a tough day.
La Croix: Response
Vomek found himself hurled aside by Rox who stalked closer to De La Croix.
Rox: ::growling at La Croix:: Leave the Ronin or I'll fracture your flipping fanny!
When Rox said "fracture", "flipping" and "fanny" Vomek felt a sort of coolness on his face as if there was a mist in the air. He tried to move once more between them, but stopped when he noted the expression on each woman's face.
La Croix: Response
Tags/TBC
LT. JG Simon Vomek
Coms/Ops/Helm Officer
USS Ronin NCC-34523
T239811VK2
He/Him (player/character)
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