[sb118-thor] Ens. Toz - BBQ's and camaraderie
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((Bora-Bora, French Polynesia - Earth))
Salo: There was an outside shower on one side. I’m not sure if it’s water or sonic.
Showers made sense considering where they were located. With all the sound, such things were necessary to prevent it from getting into everything and everywhere. Beaches were fun, scratchy clothes once dry, however, were not.
Basilia: I think i’ll stay in a little longer.
Kessler: Response
Brodie: I could swim to shore – see if I can rustle up some refreshments?
Toz: You do that while I go find that shower. My skin dries out. Only thing I didn’t like about the Sound. But swimming is fun, so I do it anyway. Anyone care to join me?
Salo: I’m…not ready for a shower at the moment, thank you.
Thinking over her sentence, she was a bit horrified. But rather than trying to explain that she only wanted company walking along the beach, she turned, walked slowly to the blanket already laid out and picked up a towel.
Tossing her towel over her shoulder, she tossed out a parting sentence.
Toz: Since there are showers at the bungalow, I won’t need company finding an outside shower. ::firmly:: Which was all I was going for.
Brodie/Kessler: Response
Salo: Refreshments might be nice. Do you need some help?
Brodie/Kessler: Response
Basilia: A lemonade for me, please.
Toz: Iced tea for me. If there isn’t any, water will be fine.
Brodie/Kessler/Salo: Response
Walking away, tossing the towel slowly around her shoulders, Toz made sure anyone watching would know she was heading for the showers. By herself. This wasn’t the first time she’d made a faux pas. Happened all the time when she was a teenager. After joining Starfleet, she was so busy with classes that socialising wasn’t at the top of her list.
Relax, she told herself. You’ll be on the ship in no time. Working, tending to patients…
The outside shower was just as Nesre had indicated. The mist fell just enough that Toz stood under it only a moment. She found herself hurrying back to her shipmates.
Basilia: It’s beautiful here isn’t it?
Kessler: Response
Across the beach, Nesre and Alex were returning carrying the refreshments. Isabelle put her hands together and pushed them forwards, creating a mini-wave that splashed Jack, before turning back towards the shore.
Basilia: Last one gets the next round?
Kessler: Response
Isabelle walked over to the blanket where the others were, trying to drip over everything, grabbed one of the towels and began drying herself off.
She sat down on the blanket, careful to keep her sandy feet off and took her drink, the glass wet to the touch from the condensation. The ice clinked as she took a sip.
Toz took the tall glass of tea and inhaled a large sip. It was just what she needed. And just enough sweetness to quench the thirst.
Basilia: Thank you for the drinks, just what I needed. Toz, I meant to say that I loved your swimsuit by the way.
Toz: Thanks. ::looking up:: Thanks for the tea, too. Like your suits, too. ::nodding at both Basilia and Salo::
Laying her towel out next to the blanket, Toz leaned back, using her elbows to hold herself upright. She wiggled around enough to place her feet on the edge of the blanket, then lifted her face to the sun.
Brodie/Kessler/Salo: Response
Basilia: I saw that they’ve got some kind of entertainment lined up on the beach later, along with a barbeque, maybe we could check it out?
Brodie/Kessler/Salo: Response
Toz: Ohh, that sounds great.
Basilia/Brodie/Kessler/Salo: responses
Toz: How about we do that hike tomorrow morning? ::pause:: There’s so many tours and cruises. Hard to choose.
Basilia/Brodie/Kessler/Salo: responses
Toz: I’m game if you are!
Basilia/Brodie/Kessler/Salo: responses
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Ensign Toz
Medical Officer
USS Thor
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