Lieutenant Commander Timothy Alentonis: Socially Inept

[Zeph]

(( Camp Site, Kidman I ))

Tim had gotten himself off the ship, true. Now, he was here camping out with several people and listening. There were more people here than he was used to, but then again, he hadn’t been surrounded by this many people at a camp site since he’d given up field work. The thing about his digs were that they didn’t usually include war stories. This was a different kettle of chips entirely -- these were his fellow crew members, not just colleagues on a dig.

Parker: Real is better whenever possible. I guess I’ll tell one now. Any of you been to Jupiter Station?

Kelrod: Not me...

Ukinix: Once while I was at the Academy, that’s it.

Alentonis: Nope.

Any: Response

Parker smiled.  Wil got a sense that this story was going to be interesting.  He pulled the marshmallow from his stick, blew on it, then ate it.

Parker: You are looking at most likely the only Starfleet officer to be banned from a starbase….

Flynn: Banned? ::His expression perked a bit, he cocked his head.:: How does one pull that off and retain a commission?

Lafizatar: I want to hear that too..

Kelrod: What? :: he looked at the man with interest :: Now, that's a story I want to hear.

Ukinix: ::Leaning forward in seat:: Me too.

Tim held his skewer of marshmallows over the camp fire to get them a nice golden brown color as he listened quietly, especially since he didn’t have any stories that were really worthy of sharing in this scenario. oO Maybe this was a bad idea on my part due to my social ineptitude. Oo

Any: Response

Parker: It was a couple years after the Dominion War, and I was on leave. I found myself of Jupiter Station, awaiting a transport to Earth. I met this woman….her name was Trixie…Trixie Matthews. She was beautiful and we spent the evening together and the next morning, we had breakfast and she went on her way. That evening, I was having a drink at The Black Hole, a rather…interesting enterprise which would not be listed on any list as a must see place. In walked five men, along with my last nights’ date…come to find out that the woman I spent the evening with was married, and her freighter captain husband and some of his crew were there to teach me a lesson in humility. From looking at her face he had already hit her once, then to make his point, he hit her again. That was when the fun started…

Kelrod: Don't tell me,.... you challenged him to a dance duel!

Wil furrowed his brow and covered his mouth in shock at hearing that the woman had been hit.

Tim raised an eyebrow as Hannibal continued. Banned from a starbase sounded like a terrible offense, and almost reminded him of a song or two he’d heard while at OCS on Esperance regarding being banned from places. It was one of those situations where he couldn’t see the humor, and needed it explained as he cast a glance over his browning marshmallows, pulling them from the flames.

Alentonis: I am not sure I see how that can be considered “fun,” commander. Care to elaborate?

Any: Response

Parker: That was when I hit him, he drew a phaser and took a shot, and missed, hitting the liquor behind the bar, which immediately ignited. It was five on one and we fought from one side of that bar to the other while the place was burning down around us. Sometime during the fight I heard the Yellow Alert klaxon going off, but by the time Security arrived, we were out on the promenade, aided by the fact that I threw two of them through the window, and the bar was totally involved…

Flynn: Only five of them? ::He smirked at the mountainous soldier with a reputation for combat capability.:: They should have brought a few more for a fair fight.

Kelrod: I wonder what they're thinking. Just five against you... :: he faked a shiver :: it's almost insulting!

Alentonis: Interesting.

Any: Response

Parker: Once Security broke us up and the DC party had put out the fire, which completely destroyed the bar, they threw us in a holding cell. The station commander got the full report from the witnesses and he let me go with the admonition that I was banned from Jupiter Station. I haven’t tried to go back since then, but I heard there was a picture in his office with the admonition I was not to be allowed on the station.. I think it’s the only time a starbase went to Yellow Alert for a barfight…

Zhanyt's eyes had risen into her hairline as she listened to this tale.

Lafizatar: I've never heard of that either.

Flynn: Well next time I get into a bar fight, I know who I want to have my back. ::He cocked his head playfully.:: I think?

Kelrod: I feel he could have both our backs! :: patting the man on the shoulder:: Tell you what? Next time we're in the Sol system, I'll go and check it out for you.

Wil sat back in his seat. Tim shrugged. He didn’t want to see a bar fight at all if it could be helped. He was the sort of guy who’d put adventuring and drunken bar fights long behind him.

Alentonis: You guys can have the bar fight. I’ll take my experiments over a bar fight any day.

Tim raised a brow quietly and popped a marshmallow into his mouth.

Navarro: ::quietly:: Just one thing left…

Parker: And…just what have you got planned?

Lafizatar/Any: Response

Jayla rested her hand on Kelrod’s shoulder and used him to push herself up to stand – which made Wil chuckle a little.

Petras: o/~ Can you hear the drums Fernando? o/~

Callie, after a quick face palm, joined in the singing.

Parker: Wow! You two can really sing!!!!

Flynn: I wish I had thought to bring my ukulele.

Kelrod: I don't think it'd suit the mood of the song...

Ukinix: ::To Flynn, excitedly:: Wait. You can play the ukulele?

Zhanyt joined in quietly providing a background to the two singers.   Wil raised his two hands in the air quietly swayed along to the music.

Any: Response

When the song finished, Kelrod clapped their performance, and Wil enthusiastically joined him. Tim had, by this point, finished off his marshmallows and was ready for bed.

Kelrod: Very good! I wasn't aware that you could do that...

Tim applauded as well, though he felt a bit out of place with the others. He wasn’t great at socialization without stories of his own, and his career in Starfleet was, by comparison to the others here, very short-lived.

Petras/Navarro: Response

Kelrod: Seems that I'm not the only one that likes to keep things interesting :: referring to his previous comment :: Good for you too.  :: signaling Callistra ::

Navarro: Response

Kelrod: People, you're doing this trip memorable.

When all the singing and marshmallow eating was done, Flynn called it a night by standing up and stretching.

Flynn: Well my friends, this has been great. I’m going to go see if I can find a spot to make myself comfortable. See if I can’t rest these muscles after our long ride.

Lafizatar: Good night!

Ukinix: ::Standing:: Good idea.  I’m a bit ::yawning:: knackered after that ride.  Night all.

Alentonis: :: standing. :: I’m also out, but perhaps later I can share some archeological tales with you.

He made his way out of the clearing gracefully and to his own tent, taking a bit of time to read up on the latest Arts & Sciences journal that he’d brought from the ship before he fell asleep.

[End Scene for Tim]
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Lieutenant Commander Timothy Alentonis
Operations Officer
USS Veritas NCC-95035
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