Fashionably Late

[diziara]

" I'm Diziara, this is Noelle," she introduced. "We're headed to a party that's apparently intended as a surprise celebration for my promotion," Diziara tossed a forced grin towards Noelle as she explained that part. "Would you like to join us?"

"Um... Sure" the Andorian woman replied. "I'm Imaru Asheven by the way, just came aboard to join the

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[chaosphaere]

Diziara arrived at the bar just as Therav was leaving it. He held two glasses; he nodded a brief greeting to Diz and mumbled "Congratulations". He stood at the side of the wall, looking a little awkward, and looked around the room.

Noelle looked around. She noticed that Adrijana was busy and Spiegel and Sharad were deeply engrossed in conversation; she sat at an empty table.

AJ wandered away from Svetlana on spotting someone she recognized as another medic. They told gross-out stories, trying to top each other, around a group of squeamish ensigns. AJ spotted Diz and then said "Oh, hey, there's the guest of honor."

She wobbled up to Diz - she was already a little inebriated - and raised her glass.

Noelle was rubbing her eyes. She looked up and saw a blue hand offering a glass of liquor.

"He does not need to be any more socially lubricated," Therav grumbled, motioning to Sharad, who was being chatty and holding a martini.

[imaru_asheven]

Imaru had been dragged to the bar, her duffel bag still secure on her shoulder, full of the few personal belongings she had brought with her. "Um ok...though I..." she hesitated a moment. "Well...I guess I am not officially assigned or on duty yet, so I guess it's ok to have something to drink" she let the duffel slip from her shoulder, tucking it neatly by her feet. She turned to the bartender who had seemingly appeared from nowhere with a glass of something alcoholic in a tall thin glass.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Something good to start off with" he replied with a smile as he set the glass in front of her.

Imaru examined the drink for a moment, watching the little bubbles float up to the surface from the bottom, than with a shrug, picked it up and downed the entire thing in one gulp.

[chaosphaere]

Somewhere nearby, a tallish, slim Andorian in a dark red tunic, black pants, black boots - appeared male, slender build - stood talking to a taller man who had his dark hair pulled into impressive spikes.

This Andorian turned, seeing Imaru go up to the bar, and watched, making no pretense of his admiration.

[diziara]

Diziara grinned as her new blue friend jumped head first into the party, and downed her own drink in like manner, only to find herself suddenly herself distracted by a new point of chaos in the room. A dark haired woman, short in stature but not in presence, was chatting with AJ. The look on AJ's face told of someone who wasn't a medic who could easily keep up in the squicking the mundanes game without being one of the sickbay bunch. As Diziara found herself surrounded by this point, and the bartender was already refilling her and Imaru's glasses, Diziara turned her attention primarily back to her new blue friend, though she kept half an eye on this interesting new comer.

"Is Spiegel's bartender up to your liking?" Diziara asked Imaru, accepting her refilled glass from the bartender. "It looks like he emptied his personal stash into the bar for the party. I don't see any of the really good stuff yet, though..."

Meanwhile, Admiral Johnson and his entourage entered the holodeck. The group didn't seem as impressive without Sharad

[svetuninteligbl]

Svetlana drifted through the party after talking with Alex for a few minutes. She seemed the tough sort but then medics usually were. They were also universally entertained by Svetlana’s story about, “the time at the Turosh tannery when the man, I am forgetting his name, got his hand caught in the de-fleshing machine.”

Alex had asked, “What is a de-fleshing machine?”

“Much like what you would think. Many sharp knives spinning very fast. It removes fat and muscle and other tissues from the animal hides. They did find most of his fingers in the end, but they had to re-grow the ones they couldn’t reattach.”

“Wow.” The other woman had said. Then she frowned, “What were you doing in a tannery?”

Svetlana had hesitated and, glancing into her drink and said, “Do you know I don’t remember. We were researching natural adhesive compounds I think.”

They had drifted apart after that, Alex to apparently scare some ensigns and Svetlana to briefly join a discussion of possible modifications to the impulse engines. Before too long though

[chaosphaere]

A Bolian woman walked in, dressed to the nines in a long sequin gown

[diziara]

"Diziara," she returned. "And this is my new friend Imaru," Diziara introduced, indicating the Andorian woman next to her. "I couldn't help but overhear your displeasure at the youth of the offered refreshments. We'll give Spiegel shit about this, half of what's being served seems to have come from his collection."

[imaru_asheven]

Imaru smiled at Diziara, not noticing the looks she had been gathering from a certain few others in the holodeck. "I have no complaints against this Spiegles bartending so far" she said. "Though I do not usually drink, whatever this is is pretty good" she admitted, smiling as she set the now empty glass down so the bartender could refill it. Once it again contained liquid the Andorian woman took a healthy gulp.

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"Hello" Imaru replied, waving at the newcomer that Diziara had just introduced her too. "You're new here too? I've just been assigned to the Takeda Shingen as well" she greeted Svetlana warmly.

[chaosphaere]

AJ went and got another drink. The bartender said something about trying a new thing.

"A what? A Dammit Noey? What the hell is a Dammit Noey? All I care is if it''ll knock me on my butt."

The barkeep handed her a fizzy blue concoction.

AJ wandered around, looking for new faces... "Place sure is dead... when's the party start?"

OOC: hint, hint