Launch Party, Part 8

Posted on 16 Oct 2018 @ 7:21am by Commander Allyndra illm Warraquim & Lieutenant JG Tris Shizn
Edited on on 16 Oct 2018 @ 7:22am

960 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Episode 17 - Crystal of Life
Location: USS Galileo-A - Deck 1, Bridge
Timeline: MD -181 - 0115 hours

[ON]

Allyndra was on watch. She had set up so that the rest of the bridge personnel could have a chance to attend, but with the provision that those rotating on and off were limited to synthol only. There was nothing wrong with partying, but people that were technically on watch or those that took a small stint to let others go had to have their wits about them. While nothing was expected it was best not to tempt fate as well.

She would attend later much later for just a bit leaving the ship in the hands of an ensign and for that she would pop into the ready room to change. There was a full length gown with small train of Trellium silk that had been a gift to the Mother of House Warraquim and had traveled with her now to assignment.

Just prior to 0200 Lt. Tris Shizn stepped onto the Bridge in his clean pressed uniform. He gave a cordial nod to Commander Warraquim and stopped by the Helm. “I’m just a few minutes early, but ‘I relieve you’.”

The Ensign turned in his seat, looking up at the Andorian, “I’ll take it.” He hopped out of his seat and added eagerly, “I do hope the party is still happening.”

A slight smile crept onto Tris’ face as he sat down at the Conn.

"Mister Shizn did you partake of the festivities otherwise I will dismiss you," Allyndra replied. "And if you did, synthol only.”

Tris felt slightly snubbed by the Commander’s comment, but then realized that she was just ‘doing her job’. He turned in his chair with a calm and official voice, “Well Commander, by ‘partake of he festivities’, I say yes. I enjoyed the party very much and danced with a lovely person named ???. As for alcohol consumption, yes. It was only synthol.” A slight smile came to the corner of his mouth. “I hope you get a chance.” His eyes flickered toward the closed turbolift door where the ensign had just departed. “The party still continues at this time.”

Allyndra noted the reaction and made a tilt of the head. "I should have known better than to ask. I know your honour and mettle. This is still relatively new to me, this part of the duty."

The Andorian took the Commander’s comment as a compliment and smiled. He then turned about in the Conn’s chair and faced the never ending, never changing view on the main viewscreen of streaking stars, which he would try to ignore for the next several hours.

Allyndra nodded to the science officer, "Call your replacement you are relieved for two hours to attend the party."

Hours passed and the crew rotated out one by one. Finally it was time and Allyndra formally turned the watch over to a young ensign with the admonishment to keep her informed if anything came up.

The ensign nodded and the said, "You are relieved and enjoy the party. I am not sure who or what maybe still there at this hour." Allyndra glanced at the chronometer. It was 0200 ships time. Still she figured things might still be going but maybe not quite so hectic.

She made her way to the ready room and changed into the dress. She had earlier put on some makeup and even put sparkles on her wings. After she got ready she returned to the main bridge and asked, "Lieutenant Shizn how do I look? Ready for the party?"

Tris turned at the Conn after hearing his name to see Allyndra Warraquim in ‘all her glory’. The Andorian was speechless for a second as his mouth hung suspended in awe of what stood before him on the bridge. He finally put his thoughts together and replied, still a bit of a stutter, “Amazing, phenomenal, . . “ his lips opened and closed a couple times with no words before finally getting out, “breathtaking.”

Allyndra smiled and almost blushed if Akkadians could blush. "Thank you," she replied and then turned, but then paused and turned again. "Lieutenant, you have the con as well. Call me if anything, but for now the ship is yours."

“Yes ma’am,” Shizn replied calmly like accepting another isolinear chip out of thousands. But then, the realization of ‘Him’ being in charge of the ship. This was the ‘First Time’. He stated again with much more excitement and confidence, while his antenna went from a semi-relaxed position to both standing straight up. “Yes Ma’am ! “ His eyes were bright and he kept his mouth closed, so his giant smile wouldn’t show through too much.

Allyndra nodded and then turned again to head to the party.


[OFF]

To Be Continued…



Lt. JG Aria Rice
Security
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Vansen]

Lt. Tris Shizn
Conn Officer
USS Galileo-A

LTJG Matthew Plumeri
Science Officer
USS Galileo-A

Lieutenant Lake ir-Llantrisant
Chief Counselor
USS Galileo-A

PO3 Constantin Vansen
Operations
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Vansen]

CWO2 Oliver Sylver
CONN
USS GalileoA
[PNPC Vansen]

CH Verity Thorne
Chaplain
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Blake]

CDR Scarlet Blake
First Officer
USS Galileo-A

PO1 Gabriel Stark
Security
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Blake]

Dr. Alexion Wylde
Medical
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Blake]

Laeon Wylde
Civilian Dependent
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Blake]

Cmdr Allyndra illm Warraquim
Second and Chief Medical Officer
USS Galileo-A

Crewman Draia Theroh
Engineer's Mate
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC ir-Llantrisant]

Chief Petty Officer Kala Gorvel
Engineering Officer
USS Galileo-A
[PNPC Wyatt]

LuAnn Lovegood
Counselor
USS Galileo-A

Lieutenant Marisa Sandoval
Chief Science Officer
USS Galileo-A

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