Lt Cmdr Wil Ukinix - Get On The Beers
Wil Ukinix
(OOC: Finishing this one off before the mission starts!)
((Barracrab Pub, Bupirninyirring main settlement))
Ukinix: ::To Diana:: You want to join us for another round? ::Patting chest, smiling:: Our shout. Least we could
do for opening the pub for us.
Kelly: Sure. I'll go for one.
The corner of Wil’s mouth turned up into a smile as he watched Commander Flynn knock back his glass of beer.
He and Antero were going to get along famously.
Alentonis: Response?
Flynn: The hospitality is much appreciated. Don’t find this everywhere. ::He gave Wil a friendly bump on the shoulder.:: Glad our fearless leader here led us to you.
Ukinix: ::offering hand:: I’m Wil, I’m from Freo.
Well I was, until I joined the Veritas two years ago.
Kelly: Sandgroper, eh? I'm Diana, born just outside Albury-Wodonga myself. Migrated to Kidman early last year, and I think I'm here to stay. Space travel just didn't agree with me.
Wil nodded. He obviously disagreed with the sentiment about space travel, but he could see the attraction of staying on a planet like Kidman I.
Maybe it would eventually be a good place to retire.
That, or Limbo.
Alentonis: Response?
Flynn: The beer here is awesome. Brew it yourselves?
Kelly: Nah, mate. Import from Havley. We just don't have the equipment.
Alentonis: Response?
Flynn: Hmm ::He looked to his friends:: We should get some to bring back to the Veritas.
Alentonis: Response
Wil silently mouthed an “ooh”, before grimacing a little.
Ukinix: I think there’d be strong representation to Starfleet from this settlement to request we never come back if we did.
Kelly: You could try, but I think half the colony would have take issue with it.
Ukinix: oO Only half?! Oo
Wil continued eating his chicken schnitzel parmigiana like he had been given the last meal ever to be served in the entire Federation.
It was delicious and filled him up perfectly.
He watched as Antero finished the last part of his meal, before picking up his drink…
Flynn: I have never had a parmo, but it sure was good!
…which made Diana snort and seemingly choke on her beer.
Ukinix: ::Chuckling:: Well it’s just as accurate as “Parma”, I guess.
Alentonis: Response?
Having regained her composure, she glanced back at the three blokes.
Kelly: Maybe we just need to come up with an entirely new name for 'parmigiana'.
Ukinix: I’ve a suggestion. “Bloody delicious”.
::Finishing beer:: Cheers.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Kelly: So how long is your ship on Kidman for?
Ukinix: A few more days I think. ::Cheekily:: They’d better not leave without us.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Kelly: I don't think I've seen a Starfleet ship in my life. Pirates are one thing -- Federation military though? Nup.
The chief engineer briefly cast his mind back to Henley Marths, the pirate with a penchant for Jacuzzis, chicken and holographic “companions”.
Ukinx: We’re not military… wait, you’ve seen pirates here?
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Kelly: Eh. That big tower your lot installed gives us early warning for unidentified ships approaching the planet, which provides us with enough time to hunker down. It happens maybe once a year, if that? They're looking for resources you'd expect to find
on planets like Shadow's Edge. Township of fifty people don't exactly have much worth taking, though, so it works in our favour.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Ukinix: How do you get on without so much tech?
Kelly: We're fully self-sustainable. Sometimes the summer comes to bite us in the ass, though. We've just come out of a nasty drought. This is the greenest I've ever seen Bupirninyirring.
Ukinix: The place is stunning. It’s been absolutely beautiful riding around here.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Ukinix: Well, as much as I’d like us to get on the beers, we’d better get on the bikes.
::Standing up:: We’ve got a campsite to ride to.
Kelly/Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Ukinix: Thanks so much for opening up the pub for us, Diana.
::Cheekily:: Awesome parmos.
Kelly/Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Ukinix: ::To Diana:: If you’re interested we could beam you over to the
Veritas before we leave. I’d be happy to give you a tour.
Kelly: Response
Wil offered his hand to Diana once more, then led his fellow officers out of the “pub”, and back to their bikes.
The heat was much more noticeable, the sun high in the sky.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
Ukinix: ::Picking up bike helmet:: I reckon you could fry an egg on our helmets.
Flynn/Alentonis: Response?
They trio made their way out of the settlement, taking the scenic way to reach their final destination – the camp site.
[Tags/End Scene for Wil]