Doctor Jansen Orrey: The wrong type of surfing to enjoy
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Jansen Orrey
Sep 23, 2021, 12:52:24 PM9/23/21
to USS Veritas – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Adelaide Town Hall, Esperance – 30 metres from stage))
Orrey: ::raising his voice again:: We got people we know over there let's go be polite!
Finally having gotten Wil to look, Jansen was amused by the look of surprise on his face. For Jansen it was a little more interesting, he recognized the Vulcan and made the assumption that the woman was another member of the crew he had never had the chance to meet given the way they were standing together.
Ukinix: Wow! Now that’s a surprise!
Wil led the way over to the pair.
Ukinix: ::Nodding:: Ensign Jonas. ::Smiling:: And Lieutenant, I’m very surprised to see you here!
Solak: Curious. May I ask why?
The ensign was enjoying the feel and vibe of the music’s quick pace. Mister Solak however had settled his focus on Wil and the new information he could uncover.
Ukinix: I didn’t think this would be your scene. ::awkward smile:: No offence.
Solak: I am a Vulcan, I do not experience emotions. I cannot be offended.
Orrey: I believe, what he is trying to get at is what brings you to a concert at all.
Solak: I am attempting to understand human influence, and why it has been so pervasive. This brand of music is deliberately underproduced and energetic, and the Klingon musicians performing it seem to revel in their own dishonor. I find it fascinating that this could be considered a viable art form.
Orrey: If you want to look into something like that, you should look at the things that come before it. Often in human history big changes and big shifts in entertainment usually come in response to another thing. So this being underproduced is likely in response to something that was overproduced. People enjoy being contrary.
The song ended, and enough of a lull occurred for a four count before the next song immediately roared into life. Jansen turned to mention something to Wil just in time to see him ping pong between two of the fans, sending him a couple of steps backward.
Ukinix: Holy #@%@!
Solak: ::Raised eyebrow, To Wil:: Did that frighten you, Commander?
Orrey: You in one piece man?
Ukinix: ::Rubbing bruise on upper arm while looking at Jansen:: I’m going to the bar to get us some beers. I think we might need ‘em.
But just as he tried to make his way through the bar, a Klingon male picked Wil up above their head. Everyone around put their hands up high in the air. The Chief Engineer fell backwards with a “WOAH” before he was carried by lots of hands in the direction of the stage.
Ukinix: Jansen! Help!
Jansen sighed and dropped his head before he turned back toward the other crew.
Orrey: ::looking at Solak and throwing his hand out toward the far edge of the crowd:: We can’t grab him back, go around the edge that way and let's try to head them off at the edge of the stage. Ensign follow me and we will try to grab him down when we get the chance.
Solak: Response
Jansen dashed out of the little bubble the quartet had carved out with the ensign following at a decent pace. As they pushed their way toward the edge and Jansen started to move through the crowd elbowing some as he needed to, there was a part of him that wondered about Wil. He seemed to have a supernatural ability to get himself into some of the most unique situations imaginable.
His eyes followed Wil as he body surfed along the top of the crowd. Once they got about halfway toward the crowd Jansen started to move back into the crowd on an angle to intercept him. At the edge of the crowd between the stage the trio managed to reconvene just as Wil was passing overhead and they tried to pull him down off the edge before he got onto the stage, either way Jansen was fairly sure this was the end of the evening from the way things were going.
Orrey: Wil! Grab on to us!
Ukinix: Response?
TAG! TBC...
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Jansen Orrey MD, M.Sc
Envoy, Federation Diplomatic Corps.
Diplomatic Rank Equivalent: Lt. Cmdr.
USS Veritas
O238506JO0
Orrey: ::raising his voice again:: We got people we know over there let's go be polite!
Finally having gotten Wil to look, Jansen was amused by the look of surprise on his face. For Jansen it was a little more interesting, he recognized the Vulcan and made the assumption that the woman was another member of the crew he had never had the chance to meet given the way they were standing together.
Ukinix: Wow! Now that’s a surprise!
Wil led the way over to the pair.
Ukinix: ::Nodding:: Ensign Jonas. ::Smiling:: And Lieutenant, I’m very surprised to see you here!
Solak: Curious. May I ask why?
The ensign was enjoying the feel and vibe of the music’s quick pace. Mister Solak however had settled his focus on Wil and the new information he could uncover.
Ukinix: I didn’t think this would be your scene. ::awkward smile:: No offence.
Solak: I am a Vulcan, I do not experience emotions. I cannot be offended.
Orrey: I believe, what he is trying to get at is what brings you to a concert at all.
Solak: I am attempting to understand human influence, and why it has been so pervasive. This brand of music is deliberately underproduced and energetic, and the Klingon musicians performing it seem to revel in their own dishonor. I find it fascinating that this could be considered a viable art form.
Orrey: If you want to look into something like that, you should look at the things that come before it. Often in human history big changes and big shifts in entertainment usually come in response to another thing. So this being underproduced is likely in response to something that was overproduced. People enjoy being contrary.
The song ended, and enough of a lull occurred for a four count before the next song immediately roared into life. Jansen turned to mention something to Wil just in time to see him ping pong between two of the fans, sending him a couple of steps backward.
Ukinix: Holy #@%@!
Solak: ::Raised eyebrow, To Wil:: Did that frighten you, Commander?
Orrey: You in one piece man?
Ukinix: ::Rubbing bruise on upper arm while looking at Jansen:: I’m going to the bar to get us some beers. I think we might need ‘em.
But just as he tried to make his way through the bar, a Klingon male picked Wil up above their head. Everyone around put their hands up high in the air. The Chief Engineer fell backwards with a “WOAH” before he was carried by lots of hands in the direction of the stage.
Ukinix: Jansen! Help!
Jansen sighed and dropped his head before he turned back toward the other crew.
Orrey: ::looking at Solak and throwing his hand out toward the far edge of the crowd:: We can’t grab him back, go around the edge that way and let's try to head them off at the edge of the stage. Ensign follow me and we will try to grab him down when we get the chance.
Solak: Response
Jansen dashed out of the little bubble the quartet had carved out with the ensign following at a decent pace. As they pushed their way toward the edge and Jansen started to move through the crowd elbowing some as he needed to, there was a part of him that wondered about Wil. He seemed to have a supernatural ability to get himself into some of the most unique situations imaginable.
His eyes followed Wil as he body surfed along the top of the crowd. Once they got about halfway toward the crowd Jansen started to move back into the crowd on an angle to intercept him. At the edge of the crowd between the stage the trio managed to reconvene just as Wil was passing overhead and they tried to pull him down off the edge before he got onto the stage, either way Jansen was fairly sure this was the end of the evening from the way things were going.
Orrey: Wil! Grab on to us!
Ukinix: Response?
TAG! TBC...
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Jansen Orrey MD, M.Sc
Envoy, Federation Diplomatic Corps.
Diplomatic Rank Equivalent: Lt. Cmdr.
USS Veritas
O238506JO0
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