BACKPOST: Clubbing Miss

Posted on Thursday 4 October 2018 @ 17:16 by Commander Save'ena (Sav) Tillatix & 1st Lieutenant Cara O'Reilly MD

Mission: The New Collective
Location: Starbase 306 - Civie Entertainment District
Timeline: During Shoreleave before New Borg Encountered
918 words - 1.8 OF Standard Post Measure

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Sav paused a moment outside of Cara's room on Starbase 306. She really wanted to go clubbing, to have a couple of drinks, a couple of dances, and get around guys in a safe environment with a girlfriend who understood her background to help out. Shopping with Sierra and Reiko was fun, but that wasn't letting one's hair down to relax and enjoy song, dance, and company.

She looked at herself in a reflection to make sure she looked okay for tonight. She was dressed in her 'raver's outfit' for electronica boutique dancing, which was an orange shirt with rips through arms and midriff, a short orange plaid skort, white with horizontal black stripes leggings, grey with white star knee high socks, comfortable orange-brown converse sneakers, red hair beret just under her right ear, and having red bands around her wrists and ankles. The red bands around her wrists denoted she had claws and she was required to wear them when out and about on the base in civie and command areas, so she decided to make them into a fashion statement by also wearing a pair on her ankles to make an ensemble with her clubbing attire.

Her inspection completed she rang the annunciator for Cara's door and hoped the lovely redhead doctor was home and wanted to go out with her. Sav knew this was at a moments notice, but, it was also her first resolve to do this. So, if Cara was in and said yes, great. If not, then go to a coffee shop and back to her quarters.

"I wish I had been there to see that," Cara said through laughing so hard her sides hurt at a story Scott had told her.

Scott Stark was the 306's Chief of Emergency Medicine and had gone through both Medical School and the Academy with Cara. They hadn't seen each other in over a decade and had run into each other at the base's gym that afternoon. They had spent the last few hours catching up over nachos and a bottle of tequila.

"It was priceless," Scott said as he refilled their shot glasses. He handed Cara hers and said, "God it is great to see you again." He downed the contents of his glass and followed it with a lemon wedge. He was about to say something else when the door chime sounded. "Expecting company?" he asked.

"No," Cara said with a frown. The last thing she wanted was company right now. She was enjoying catching up with Scott and didn't know when the next time they would see each other would be. She downed her drink, grabbed a lemon wedge and unfolded her legs. She sucked on the wedge as she got up and went to the door. When it opened she was surprised to see CDR Tillatix. "Commander," she said with surprise. "I'm off duty. Is there a problem?"

Sav was taken aback slightly by being called her rank and about Cara being off duty. Then again, she was calling unannounced and she was a Lt. Commander on board the Merlin. She shook her head and replied, "Naah, no problem at all, and as I am in civies, please, call me Sav." Her nose crinkled as another scent wafted to her nose from inside Cara's room. She paused, then said out loud, "Company, Male, Ohhhh." She sighed and continued. "My bad. I came by to see if you wanted to go out clubbing, but it seems you already have a visitor. Umm, unless, did you two want to go out? If not, I'll be on mah way."

Cara smiled, apologetically. "I'm sorry, Sav," she said. "But you're right. I do have plans. Scott and I have a decade to catch up on. Thank you for inviting me. Maybe next time."

Sav grinned as she replied, her ears flicking, "Ohh, Scott huh." She whispered, "You go, girl," and then said aloud, "Enjoy yourself, yer welcome, ana definahtely next tahme. Ah will bea lookin' forwahrd tah it. Tahke care, Cara, catch yah ona flip sihde."

"Have fun," Cara said, cheerily, and closed the door. She headed back to the sofa.

"Friend of yours?" Scott asked and started to refill their glasses.

Cara chuckled and, quickly, and held her hand over her glass. "Not exactly. She was a patient... briefly. Sweet kid....but I hardly know her," she said, as she took his hand and pulled him to his feet. "I don't know about you but I've had enough tequila." She smiled seductively and led him over to the sleeping area of the guest suite.

With an understanding grin, Scott said, "I have, too," and he followed her lead.

Sav walked off, a jounce in her step, as she was happy for Cara finding someone to spend the evening with. Of course, she had no pretensions that it would lead to anywhere as Cara had said she wanted to catch up with Scott. If something happened, great. If not, great. The important thing was they had each other company and were talking about old times and new. Sav headed for the turbolift to go ahead and go to the entertainment ring. She might get the nerve up to go into a club to dance, or she may just grab a sambuca and coffee and sip while watching people going in and out of the clubs.

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Commander Save'ena Amilia Tillatix
Chief Flight Control Officer
Bridge Command Specialist
USS Merlin

Dr. Cara O'Reilly
ACMO
USS Merlin