NX-Enterprise

[lieutenantkim]

::smoothes down festive shirt, yanking discarded lei from pile nearby and pulling it on::

Chakotay'll kill me. ::impatiently taps a few commands into nearby console, stepping back onto transporter platform

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[ltcmdrtomparis]

::steps from behind the bar, closest thing to a Bajoran mixer possible in hand::

I think we'd better cut back on the intake this time around, though...might actually need a clear head in the morning.

::breaks off addressing companion, gaze bee-lining to far corner of mess hall::

Oh, fuck.

[kes_]

::follows ltcmdrtomparis' gaze, lifting own glass from bar surface and moving to his side::

::arches a brow::

This complicates matters...

[ltcmdrtomparis]

::stares at her::

::swallows contents of glass, dropping it back on bar and moving grimly into crowd on way across room::

Why doesn't anyone ever listen to me? I told him to stay at the Flyer.

[kes_]

::hurries to keep up::

He must be very eager to see Linnis.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

Well, we both know she won't be very eager to see him, and especially not if she's looking at him from the other side of a brig force field. He's lucky security hasn't picked him up yet, wandering around unintroduced...

::halts, wheeling and placing both hand on her shoulders with a grimace::

Don't take this the wrong way...but I don't think seeing you would make Harry any easier to deal with.

[kes_]

::blinks, embarrassed to have forgotten...::

Oh...I would imagine not.

::smiles slightly, glancing around::

I don't see Linnis, she and Renara must have left earlier. I'll go check on them while you deal with poor Harry.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

::nods, turning to see where lieutenantkim is again::

Good. Just don't tell her anything she doesn't already know.

::watches the Ocampan move towards mess exit before continuing toward own target::