OOC Time: Fri Jun 22 23:18:24 2007
Earth Time: May 06 06:02:38 2376
Star Time: 53343.2 09:14:44
Officer's Lounge <Deck 30> [Gibraltar Station]
The Officer's Lounge is a quiet, subdued space, perfect for relaxing and socializing. The doors are ribbed mahogany, inlaid with circular windows, each with the Starfleet Delta etched in its center. They are placed to fore and aft of the room, on the port side. Between the doors is a long bar, swirled black marble supporting a white top rimmed with mahogany. The bar curves slightly at either end to enclose the area behind, where twin replicators serve the mundane orders. There is space under the bar for exotic liquors from many parts of the galaxy, and an Antarean ice-crystal sculpture is placed on the wall for decoration. Seven low stools, each made of dark metal with navy blue cushions, sit before the bar for use by the patrons. There is an open space starboard of the bar that extends for a few feet until a step up to a raised platform. Just before the steps are two tables, each a white quarter-wedge with two dark chairs. The room's fore and aft walls widen a bit at the platform to create a large seating area. Four square white tables, each ringed by four dark chairs, are the main seating. Couches built against the fore and aft walls provide more, each with a half-wedge white table before it. Three more small white tables complete the arrangement, each set in front of one of the windows, two dark chairs complementing every one. The central table of these three has a 3-D chess set upon it for use by the lounge's patrons. The windows themselves look out onto the black of space, providing an excellent view of the planet below. The carpeting is a deep blue, the walls paneled in a light gray that almost looks maroon under some lights. Soft mood lighting is provided by panels on the steps, decorative lights at the doors and behind the bar, and by hidden panels in the ceiling.
Salvir is sitting at the bar, sipping from a glass filled with a light green fluid. The lounge has a few officers in it at this time.
Solvek walks into the Lounge, he quickly looks about at the officers gathered and makes his way to the bar. Sitting down, he asks for a cup of tea.
Salvir looks over and gives Solvek a nod and a friendly smile. "Good morning, Commander. how are you doing?"
Solvek turns to Salvir. "Oh, hello, Jaran. I did not notice you were there. I am doing quite well, actually. And yourself?"
Salvir nods and sips the drink some more. "I'm fine Solvek, thanks for asking. Are you on down time now?"
"Actually, just preparing to go on duty. I'll be meeting the Captain for breakfast when she arrives." Solvek takes a sip of his tea. "I do have to apologize for our game being so short. I think my distraction from Danley was an inadvertent cause."
Salvir shrugs. "It happens. I had to attend to the well-being of a crew member also, so it was fine. And you have the progress saved so far." He takes another drink. "So, what was done with the Purloined Isolinear Chip?"
"First of all, 'purloined' may not the right term." Solvek shrugs idly. "Secondly, I gave it back to Danley with the intention of sending a private message to the creator of the program."
Salvir nods. "Ah. And I was making reference to the famous bit of Human literature. Of course, my attempts at comparative humor haven't always worked out. So, is this a working breakfast meeting with the captain or just social?"
"Oh, no, this is just our ritual morning breakfast. Gwen and I come here every morning and have breakfast together before we start our shift." Solvek looks at Salvir's drink. "What exactly is that you're drinking?"
Salvir smiles. "Lavyrek juice.....kind of the Betazoid equivalent of orange juice, only much more of a citrus taste and sweeter."
Solvek gestures to the glass. "May I have a taste?"
Salvir offers Solvek the glass. "Of course..."
Solvek takes the glass and sips. "Hmm. Quite bitter, but balanced out by the sweetness. I might have to try more in the future." He hands the glass back.
Salvir nods and finishes the glass. "Yes. No offense to Vulcan cuisine, but I found it to be too subtly flavored for me to enjoy during my sabbatical."
Solvek nods. "That seems to be the case with most non-Vulcans. I also find that members of my species notice subtle differences in the taste of alien vegetables that others do not. Anyhow, moving to a different subject... what do you think of Human lingerie?" Way to be non-sequitur...
Salvir blinks in surprise. "Ummm. What was that, Solvek?"
"Seriously... what do you think of the garments that Human women tend to wear during intimate contact?" Solvek sips his tea as if this is a perfectly normal topic of conversation. "I ask because recently, I entered a shop that sold such garments. I found the variety intriguing."
Salvir says, "Well... they are rather interesting. Of course, this is coming from someone whose race conducts marriages in the nude..."
"Of course, but I just figured as someone who has an interest in other cultures, you could provide some insight." Solvek sips his tea again.
Salvir nods. "Well, I have to say that it is comparable to similar articles of clothing in Betazoid fashion. And for much the same purpose. In fact, it's a bit more alluring to us Betazoids than Humans because we don't have the same cultural taboos about nudity as the Humans do."
Solvek seems to think on this for a moment. "What is exactly is its actual purpose? Besides looking nice, of course. Is there any true reason for it to exist?"
Salvir pauses for a bit, trying to think of an analogy. "I assume that you have received many gifts in your life, some of them wrapped."
Solvek nods. "Yes, although I am not entirely certain why they were wrapped, Gwen has given me various gifts on the anniversary of my birth."
Salvir nods. "For other species, it's the anticipation of what may be inside. It's part of the allure as you let your imagination guide you before you actually see what's there."
"Oh. That explains a lot. Well," Solvek blinks a few times. "I... believe I need to be meeting the Captain. Thank you for your insight. It's been a very informative and intriguing conversation."
Salvir nods. "Of course, Solvek. Give the Captain my regard."