Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2016 1:51:05 GMT -8
With her face now beetroot red and a particularly adventurous blood worm wriggling about inside her dress in a way which seemed to indicate he had some very amorous intentions towards her Jolarik waved the hand dismissively over at the waiter. "No need for the suite, my hotel's not too far away."
A moment after the words slipped between her lips the young Lieutenant realised the implications of what she'd just said. Quickly turning towards Commander Roman, her mouth hanging open for a long moment as her addled brain desperately tried to think of the right thing to say, Jolarik felt the blood worm moving even deeper on its expedition inside her clothing.
Sighing with frustration the stargazer held one hand up with the palm facing her new shipmate, "Please don't get the wrong idea about this," she said in a pleading tone, before plunging her hand down the front of her dress and starting to rummage around energetically. After a few unsuccessful attempts, the slippery little worm managing to slither from her grasp each time, the Bajoran finally managed to get ahold on the pesky little intruder and yanked it up and out from between her cleavage with a flourish.
As the crowd broke into a round of applause at her performance the young Lieutenant handed the worm over to a waiteress who'd appeared beside her, exchanging the invertebrate for a crisp, warm towel which was being offered by the Risian girl. Smiling thankfully to the attractive girl Jolarik quickly started to clean herself up a little, sneaking a peek at the waitress's own worm-fodder as she wiped the towel over her nose ridges.
Finally Jolarik passed the now damp towel back to the girl with a warm smile, admiring the girl's liquid blue eyes as she did, before turning back to the security chief with a far more friendly smile. "Well," she began, trying to sound as though she had full command of the situation even as the waiting staff lifted the table back into place behind her and scurried around the room gathering up the escaping gags, "I think we've given the patrons enough entertainment for the evening, and I really should be getting out of these spoiled clothes." The young science officer finished, gesturing pointedly towards the lift to indicate she wished to be given permission to leave.
Tag Commander Victor Roman
A moment after the words slipped between her lips the young Lieutenant realised the implications of what she'd just said. Quickly turning towards Commander Roman, her mouth hanging open for a long moment as her addled brain desperately tried to think of the right thing to say, Jolarik felt the blood worm moving even deeper on its expedition inside her clothing.
Sighing with frustration the stargazer held one hand up with the palm facing her new shipmate, "Please don't get the wrong idea about this," she said in a pleading tone, before plunging her hand down the front of her dress and starting to rummage around energetically. After a few unsuccessful attempts, the slippery little worm managing to slither from her grasp each time, the Bajoran finally managed to get ahold on the pesky little intruder and yanked it up and out from between her cleavage with a flourish.
As the crowd broke into a round of applause at her performance the young Lieutenant handed the worm over to a waiteress who'd appeared beside her, exchanging the invertebrate for a crisp, warm towel which was being offered by the Risian girl. Smiling thankfully to the attractive girl Jolarik quickly started to clean herself up a little, sneaking a peek at the waitress's own worm-fodder as she wiped the towel over her nose ridges.
Finally Jolarik passed the now damp towel back to the girl with a warm smile, admiring the girl's liquid blue eyes as she did, before turning back to the security chief with a far more friendly smile. "Well," she began, trying to sound as though she had full command of the situation even as the waiting staff lifted the table back into place behind her and scurried around the room gathering up the escaping gags, "I think we've given the patrons enough entertainment for the evening, and I really should be getting out of these spoiled clothes." The young science officer finished, gesturing pointedly towards the lift to indicate she wished to be given permission to leave.
Tag Commander Victor Roman