Jan 1, 2015
3! 2! 1! Happy New Year! These human celebrations are awfully fun, aren't they?
Verelan pulled a finger out of her ear once the sporadic cheering had subsided. "Ah, yes... fun... but very, very loud."
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3! 2! 1! Happy New Year! These human celebrations are awfully fun, aren't they?
Verelan pulled a finger out of her ear once the sporadic cheering had subsided. "Ah, yes... fun... but very, very loud."
"Don’t you just love this party? Everything’s so fancy and they have some kind of hot cheese over there!"
"Hmmmph."
Verelan vaguely mumbled in agreement as she passively scrutinized observed the present company and the room that the diplomatic party was being held. She was undoubtedly the stiffest one in the crowd, especially standing next to her flamboyant Romulan friend.
Dhael was right. There was cheese in abundance, and other flavourful foods and lovely music. It was perfect... almost painfully so, Verelan thought. Wartime often prompted splendor in small doses, it seemed.
"I feel mildly under-dressed," she commented. True, she was in a starfleet dress uniform, but even this seemed a little above that.
"---Would you like to go try the melted cheese?" she asked curiously. Truthfully, she'd never had any herself.
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*Tal’kaela trembled as the nurse carefully but hastily drew blood from her wound. After being bitten by that…that flying rat thing while she was on Earth, she was concerned that she may have contracted some Terrain disease. She could only hope that she hadn’t…and if she had that there was a known cure for Romulans, or that Romulans were immune to the infamous disease*
*Tal’kaela was so preoccupied with her fears that she didn’t even notice Dhael until the nurse that was taking her blood paced to the lab without a word*
Dhael! *she squeaked, simply staring at her friend with wide eyes and a pale fance, unsure of what more to say* I…what are you doing in sick bay; are you alright; how long have you been here?
Space enemas? Calm down there, satan.
[Uhlan Tr'Benar's Console - 0200 hours]
What, you don't think we actually use those, do you? We're just a little bored up here is all. Who's Satan?
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/ Meanwhile, Dhael’s just like “What? A holiday where people celebrate with chocolate? Awwww yis.”
//LOL! XD Tal'kaela's been sweating every time she has to go to the store because she has little to no self control when it comes to food. She's already gotten herself tipsy several times this moth from buying chocolate for herself and then accidentally eating too much. =P
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Dhael is still talking about a fish taco.
What the hell is a fish taco?!
[text] I am armed with a crown, a sash and a bouquet of flowers. Don’t test me.
[text] Another text for your husband, I assume?[text] How does that make you threatening at all? You’ve been spending too much time on earth, t’Hheinia.
[text] I think I’m a mermaid!
[text] What is a mermaid, Kre’Arrain?[text] Coincidentally, how drunk are you?