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#41
The best he can describe it, the drink has the qualities of a smooth lager - maybe a bit heavy on the malt flavor - with notes of a very good single grain whiskey in the background. It certainly kicks like whiskey.

"Oh, don't get me wrong; your girl's as solid as they come. I just can't be in the same compartment with her," Gina admits, throwing a mischievous smile his way as she adds, "that is, unless you're looking for an excuse for me to pass out in your arms.

"You remember that bastard Niro in Captain Schrepfermann's gang? Well, before we knew anything about him, he was just the new helmsman who was coming aboard right after we got back from the first contact with the Watu. I was the duty yeoman and took the opportunity to give him a quick tour of the ship - y'know, good looking Deltan and all...

"Anyway, we're in the turbolift when, all of a sudden, everything goes black," she waves her glass around for effect. "Next thing I know is that I'm on the deck, flat on my back, with Doc Dourap and Casey looking down over me. They tell me I'm allergic to Deltan pheromones - don't react to them the same way others do. Full on anaphylaxis. I tell ya, I've never been more disappointed in anything in my whole life."

She finishes the last of her drink and motions for the bartender to bring another. "I take regular meds, but, apparently, my system can still get overloaded from prolonged contact - like dinner and drinks. Nausea after about 15 minutes, dizziness after about a half-hour - not in any mortal danger, but still not pleasant. Doc said I could take a double dose of meds as a 'booster' to counter it, but, you know, the side effects are mild nausea and migraines. Damned if you do, damned if you don't. Cheers."

OOC: The Ballad of Regina Waymire...
#42
"OK Gina...," Cole replies, accepting the glass from the bartender with a nod and clinking Regina's glass in salute,
"Here's to....whatever this is."

He takes a sip in response, finding the drink not unpleasant.

He leans in slightly closer to the chief.  "I can't let that one slide.. what's with Tann-Tyra then?"
#43
"Please, call me 'Regina,'" she counters with a slight curl to her lips. "Or just 'Gina.' Let's leave the chief-lieutenant stuff in uniform.

"And, yeah - a good pub, a good pint of...whatever this is - " she studies her glass for a moment, her nose scrunching up in thought "- and a good bit of distance between me and Tann-Tyra."

Regina takes a sip whatever it is, glancing at Cole out of the corner of her eye, the corner of her lip still turned upward.
#44
Quote from: Davy, aka GM on February 23, 2025, 03:35:20 PM"Opposite end of the bar, 'round the bend," she says. When he looks that direction, he sees her raising a glass, with a playful tilt to her head. "Saved ya a spot."


Cole walks over and drops gratefully in the saved seat. He catches the bartender's eye and points at Regina's glass, indicating he wants the same.

"So Chief," he says in an exaggerated hushed voice, "Should have known i'd find you in the pub..."
#45
Quote from: Renny on February 22, 2025, 04:06:45 PMCole smiles broadly at this, realizing how long it's been since he had any actual downtime.

"I reckon I can drop my standards a bit, just this once. Where are you?"

"Opposite end of the bar, 'round the bend," she says. When he looks that direction, he sees her raising a glass, with a playful tilt to her head. "Saved ya a spot."

#46
Oh, you two are going to get along famously....
#47
"Commander?  May I join you?"  Lt. Voshen approached Tobin on the patio with a fluted glass of small, local crustaceans, a bright floral stalk waggling on top.  He spent an awkward moment detangling the stem from the tubes of his respirator.  "The need to embellish even the smallest foodstuffs here is certainly a choice."

A peal of laughter rang out from the main building.  Ambassador Dax had reached the punchline of some story and was in the middle of replacing an empty tropical cocktail with another one.  "The ambassador certainly does not seem to mind...embellishment."  He clicked his vocoder twice wryly.  "I will admit: it is a strange temperament to see in such a high-ranking diplomat.  But his reputation speaks for itself, of course.  Are all Trill functionaries as...convivial as Ambassador Dax?"
#48
Quote from: Davy, aka GM on February 20, 2025, 12:13:43 PMAt some point during the revelry, Cole's communicator beeps. When he answers, he hears, "Oi, Banana Bender*! Fancy a few drinks with a Top Ender?" The voice unmistakably belongs to Regina Waymire, the captain's chief yeoman and fellow Aussie (from Alice Springs). It's possible that she may have already had a drink...or two...


Cole smiles broadly at this, realizing how long it's been since he had any actual downtime.

"I reckon I can drop my standards a bit, just this once. Where are you?"
#49
After engaging in what he judges to be the appropriate minimum of small talk, Tobin wanders out onto the patio by himself with a plate of some sort of tropical Novan delicacy -- it appears to be cubes of raw fish tossed in a mixture of vegetables with a copious drizzling of some kind of vegetable oil. Taking a seat at one of the tables, he picks at the food while he thinks.

Being involved in these talks is a great honor, but I can't help but worry about all the things that may go wrong. The intransigence of politicians knows no bounds, after all. He sighs. I wish T'Kalla were here. A little Vulcan stoicism and logic could go a long way in a situation like this.
#50
OOC: That's correct, which is why Regina is also Australian (although the actress is a Sandgroper from Perth). :)