Star Trek: Starbase 777 - khaa

This is where the shore of the beach of the Khaa district is - as Mol'Rihan's largest beach, it tends to attract a lot of visitors in the summer. Waves crash along the shoreline, calm in this area near the homes and other buildings, but on the opposite end of the waterfront, there are much larger waves. As any of the waves come up to the edge, the air has a refreshing coolness to it as the light mist falls into the atmosphere. Despite the cooler temperature of the planet, the beach still exudes a comfortable warmth and, well, good vibes. Away from the homes and further along the shore near the larger waves, a long, stone bridge reaches across small sand dunes that are filled with scurrying creatures and long, elegant grasses. Further off, there's a small forest, or jungle - hard to tell what, but lots of trees far off in the distance. Back to the large waves - close by those is a fairly large shack with a wooden sign that reads 'Dudesek's Surf Shop' in 3 languages: Havrannsu, Rihannsu and Standard. A sign below also said 'AND BAR' as if it were tacked on much later. There are several barstools set up at the counter of said shack, and a 58-year-old Reman man named Dudesek is usually behind said counter with a toothy smile on his face. Back near the houses, in the backyard of the #deleted-channel , a grill sizzles as Chadrix cooks something on it, neatly arranged beach chairs closer to the shore. Brokuk, a lanky Reman man looking to be in his mid-20s, is laying, possibly asleep, in one of the chairs - sunglasses covering his eyes. The rest of the beach is alive with the sounds of the waves, the laughter, the joyous chatter - slowly dying down as the sun began its descent, casting a warm, golden glow over the sandy dunes. divider

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There are various other things in the backyard of the beach house - a firepit, allowing for the party to continue even after the sun sets, plenty of cute little lantern lights strung across poles, and even some beach roses that grew near the house.

As mentioned in the above description, Chadrix was here, grilling - well, he was grilling plantains at the moment, just some light snacks for the afternoon, really - and something relatively tasty to offer to visitors that would run or walk by on the public waterfront shore. He was wearing some white cargo shorts and a blue apron that matched his (clearly not natural) hair - no shirt, it was hot near the grill after all!

Ace was out here at da beach, vacationing! He wasn’t exactly sure where he’d end up spending the night, but he had a good bit of money saved up for the vaycay. Plus his parents had sent him a little more, they spoiled him. But he was enjoying walking down the beach! It was an amazing and beautiful place. And, if it wasn’t a surf shop (and bar). Ace was happy about the bar part, wondering what drinks he might get. So he walked into the shack, and waved and smiled at Dudesek.

As expected, Dudesek was behind the counter of the Dudesek's Surf Shack (AND BAR - yes, said exactly how you'd think), which was a very open-bar counter set up, really - Allan had told him once before that it reminded him of an old Earth television show and a young man named Rick-o, or something like that. When he saw the human walking up to the bar counter and wave, Dudesek gave a wide smile and a wave right back, beckoning the other closer. "Heyyyy, dude, yelan zhu! Anything I can get started for ya?" he asked, looking towards the bar glasses and reaching for one, assuming the customer may want something to drink, even if just some water.

“Hi! Y’know what, it’s kinda hot out, can I just get a water please?” It was hot, maybe he wouldn’t drink any alcohol right now. Carrying around his bag all day wasn’t too good in the heat. When he found out where he’d stay, he’d go out his bag away and go splash in the ocean. “Also do you know any good places to stay? I was kinda stupid, didn’t arrange anywhere to sleep. My bad.”

[D] Having decided last minute to start his shore leave off on a pleasant, sandy beach instead of home, where his brother was currently staying, and as much as he loved the guy, he needed a bit of a break after living together for the few weeks they had been posted to the Starbase. After making sure everything back in his hotel was squared away, he loaded up a backpack with everything needed for a day at the beach, popped on his favorite Texas flag print speedo, matching flip-flops and a pair of shades, and made his way down to the beach. It been slightly warmer than he had expected, Parker was pleased to come across what looked to be somewhere he could get a nice cold drink. He eased himself down onto one of the stools and leaned across the bar, looking at the selection of spirits as he pondered his order.

"Aw yeah brah, it's hot out for sure," Dudesek agreed, nodding at Ace as he poured some ice cold water into a glass and slid it over to the customer across the counter with quite excellent precision. "Good places to stay? Totally dude, I've got some friends who've got a place down a mile or so from here, not far at all... totally rad spot, you want me to put in a line for ya? I know the bros who own it," he smiled. He was so proud of the young men who were so accomplished already! He'd heard Brokuk had gotten a promotion recently in Starfleet, which was amazing to hear. His attention turned to the man in the flag print speedo next as he'd sat down at the bar, flashing the customer a bright, welcoming smile. "Heyyy, bro, I know that flag! From Earth, right?" He said in reference to the speedo, putting a thumb on his chin as he tried to remember the name of the country it was from... "Something like, oh man, this is embarrassing, uhhh... Pretty Rico? Something like that? I know a dude from there, pretty chill guy." He had no idea he was totally wrong and that the Texas flag was in fact missing the triangular shape on the left and a few more stripes. It was very similar though, in his defense!

Parker returned the welcoming smile from the Reman and offered a happy wave, nodding at his question. “Oh right on tha’ money pardner, from good ol’ Earth! Though, it’s tha’ a place called Texas, not Puerto Rico, but, both of em’ are part of tha’ United States so you’re close! Tha’ flags are close enough that they’d confuse even most Earthers!” He said with a booming chuckle, amused that a Reman would have so much knowledge of Earth flags, even with knowing someone from there.

[D] The weight of what had unfolded weeks ago with his brother still occupied a large space in his mind. His mother was right, Renakir had no malicious intent and was just worried, but he couldn't help but feel a lot of anxiety that his brother would no longer respect him or even worse-- expel him from the house for his years of dishonesty. It wasn't about his birthmark anymore, it was the fact that Rai had lied to his brother and whole family for so long and was only now coming clean about it. 41 years later. But Meruvix accepted him and said she's speak to his brother and probably Cerrub, Rai knew he had to come clean to his parents too. After a very long Romulan greyhound bus up to the Reman-dominated Khaa distrct, Rai disembarked and headed towards the waterfront. He needed a long bus ride to calm his mind and although the bus ride was not exactly 'calm', it was a chance to get away from everyone who knew his name. Still dressed in his Republic uniform, he certainly turned heads on the bus. He kept telling himself it was because why would a Republic commander be on a civilian bus and not because they were looking at his birthmark. As he began to walk closer to the shore he could see a few people in the distance with a couple looking.... Surprisingly human-like? Wait, was that Parker and Ace?! Rai quickly rushed over to the small gathering of people to see if it was true!

"Aw, damn, dude... at least I got the planet right," Dudesek said. He could've sworn it looked the same as- "Guy I know had me touch up the paint on his board once, had it painted on the underside - pretty gnarly design, too. Need anything to drink or even some snacks?" They had quite a few good snacks available these days, especially a new hit on the menu: "pop-rocks". When he saw the person in the Republic uniform - and a seemingly high-ranked one at that - approach with what seemed like a rush, his demeanor slightly changed - something probably not all too noticeable from those who didn't know him well. In fact, it was more subconscious on Dudesek's part as well as he edged a little closer to a group of younger Reman patrons beside the humans. Call it instinct, call it paranoia, call it a perceived sense of duty to protect the younger generation of those like himself - whatever it was, it was simply a few steps to the left and the slightest bit of hesitation as he waved to the person approaching and then smiled with the same grin he'd given the others. "Heyy, dude, how's it hangin'!?"

As Rai approached it became clear that the two humans were indeed, "Yelan zhu, and Jolan tru Parker and Ace," He greeted the two with a wave using both hands. A classic Rai greeting, and then he looekd towards who he assumed was the oldest person in the group and began to speak in Havrannsu. "I am Rai S'Kivux of the Torre'vnau house," He gave his name, Reman format, knowing very well that he probably looked very suspicious being out here in the Reman district in his Republic uniform. It was already strange enough to see a Republic officer in full uniform walking on a beach, much less a whole ass captain. "I'm not here on any official duties or anything I.. Just forgot to change," Rai looked down at his uniform that was now full of wrinkles and stains. His hair was still a bit of a mess too and his make up had been washed clean off. "I just wanted to get some fresh air, but then I noticed Parker and Ace, they're my colleagues on Starbase 777," Rai told the man, gesturing to his two human friends. "This is a nice beach I have never been here before, this isn't private property, is it?"

Parker nodded with a bright grin, giving Dudesek the ‘hang loose’ hand gesture, before giving his order. “Oh yuh’! I’d love a tankard a’ tha’ strongest ale ya’ got! I’m tryin’ ta’ get a bit loaded while I’m out here on vacation!” He exclaimed with a cheeky smirk. At the sound of Rai’s voice, Parker whipped around, excited to see another familiar face. “Eyo thur’ Cap’n! What a fine coincidence meetin’ ya here on tha’ beach! I must say, I ain’t sure how comfy your uniform would be for swimmin’!” He said with a chuckle, his face alight with open excitement.

“Hey Rai! And hi there Parker! Nice to see you all! And yeah definitely put in a line for me, seems like a nice spot.” Ace waved to his friends, happy to see them. He wondered if they’d stay at the beach house too, it seemed so cool. He liked Parker’s speedo though, it really stood out. Though Ace had thought it was just a weird American flag, not the Texas flag. Ace wasn’t an American after all. “Yeah we worked together on the USS Rapture, good times. Now we’re on 777. Less time at the helm for me but now there’s like so many more places to touch grass”

"Oh I... Just came from work," Rai said, looking down at his horribly wrinkled uniform. Parker and Ace seemed happy to see him, which was a relief, but that didn't make Rai feel less terrible about himself and his own appearance. "And thank you, it is nice to see you too, I... I don't think I should stay long though, it's my brother's birthday today," Rai told them, realising that he would probably have to leave to talk to Renakir, something he was not looking forward to in the slightest. Still, it was refreshing to see his two crew members from Rapture or well, 777 now. "Are you two enjoying the beach? It is really cool here, I like the atmosphere," Rai looked out towards the sea, the waves gently crashing on the shoreline.

Dudesek did, truly, feel a little relieved when the man in the uniform seemed to know the two humans, and moreso when he introduced his name in its Reman format. Although, actually, the main thing that stood out to him was the name itself, the Torre'vnau house. "Rad. You can call me Dudesek, and uhh, hey, if you wanna change, bro, there's like, a whole bunch of suits I've got over here, totally good for surfing or just hanging in the water," he offered, holding up some of the more modest full-body surf suits he had on display, mostly in black with colorful accents. "Totally public beach, too, dude, and - shit, the strongest - aw, dude, I've got ya," he laughed and went to the other side of the bar to get a glass of, in fact, the strongest stuff he had - well, the strongest stuff he had that he felt a human would not be unwell drinking, and passed it to Parker. "Totally, man, I'll put in a line for ya, there's a lot of free space and I'm pretty sure a rad party going on tonight down at the..." he squinted past Ace for a second, even lowering his sunglasses a little, trying to see if he spotted three familiar figures off in the distance. Perhaps, but he figured if they were his friends, they'd come by soon enough anyways. "Oh! 777! That's the one Allan works over at, isn't it? He - wait," aw shit, was the party planned for tonight for this guy's brother? Given he was also from the Torre'vnau house, it would make sense. One of the younger Reman men nodded to his question. Who knew how he knew Allan. Somehow, half the people in this area did. Word gets around, he supposed. "Aw, never mind, man, hey- if you need anything to drink, let me know, but the suit's totally on me if you wanna change out of that thing."

“Nice! I love rad parties! Especially beach parties, something about them is just the best thing ever to me.” He took a sip of his water, still looking out at the beach. It was all so pretty! But Rai had said it was someone’s birthday? He hadn’t met Renakir yet, but he was happy for Rai. Birthdays were fun after all. Ace was still a Rapture man at heart. He hoped his beloved ship was doing just fine out there in deep space. He missed it, truly. But there were some good things about 777 too. The grass, all the open space, the shops. It was nice. Though being stationary was getting to him. He hoped for a mission. “Yep, 777’s great. I love the shops and the restaurants.”

"O-Oh thank you for the offer, Dudesek. Yes I think I would like to change and maybe have a shower if that's alright. I assume you have replicators? I.. Know it sounds odd since we're on a beach but I'd like to spend some time to apply my make up," Rai said with much hesitance, not entirely sure how to ask to borrow the washroom for a bit. As nice as everyone seemed, he knew he wouldn't feel completely like himself if he didn't tidy up his appearance.

"Totallyy, I think Allan said there's a restaurant where you can get like, the BEST Reman croutons, and like, dude, wouldn't that just be great? I gotta catch that vibe if I ever visit, for sure," Dudesek said, smiling at Ace and then answering Rai's question about showers. "Ohhh yeah bro, not here - cause like, there's only so much room in Dudesek's Surf Shop, ya know? We got some public showers down..." he leaned over the counter and pointed over yonder to not that far away, where there your typical beach showers, although there were some sonic showers as well. "There! Should be some replicators there too for all you'd need, but uh, dude, I don't know why, but it's been like, thousands of years and nobody's invented fully waterproof make-up yet, from what I've seen. I mean, yeah, you can be in the water, but a wave hits ya and it's over, still." He'd seen it happen! Tragic event every time, truly.

"Ah I understand and yes there is no such thing as fully waterproof make up. I just want to make sure I moisturise at least," Rai said, pointing to his slightly cracked skin around his lips and chin. Travelling around Mol'Rihan really worked up a sweat, which unfortunately was salty and whilst it was good for cooling him down, it irritated his skin. Rai seemed to not only suffer from his hyperpigmentation but also a form of Romulan eczema. "I will be back, thank you again for your hospitality," Rai said before heading over to the public showers to get washed up, moisturise, and apply some make up. Unfortunately with the waves and ocean winds he didn't think covering his hyperpigmentation would make much sense, but at the very least he could put on some green lip gloss and some no-smudge eyeliner. Maybe some glitter which would only last a few seconds but he'd look good for that two seconds.

He took the drink gratefully, giving a thumbs up to Dudesek and a small wave to Rai, happy that his former Captain would be back to socialize a bit more. “See ya in a bit Cap’n!” He said jauntily, before returning his attention back to those at the bar, and his Human friend sitting next to him. “So, how are ya findin’ tha’ real beach here! Ain’t it somethin’! I reckon’ tha’ holodecks can get close, but there’s just somethin’ bout’ tha genuine article it can’t quite get on tha’ money eh?” He said with a shrug, turning to look at the shoreline briefly.

"Toooooootally, dude. Moisturizing is like, so important, man," Especially with saltwater, always have to stay moisturized and hydrated! Dudesek gave Rai a little wave as he walked off to go do such things, listening somewhat as the humans seemed to get excited about seeing a 'real' beach. It had been so long he'd run this place and lived here that he'd forgotten a moment that there were actually fake beaches.

Rai didn't take too long in the showers, but what he did take long in was the washroom carefully putting on his make up. He didn't care if it was going to wash off within 10min, he would be the hottest Romulan-shaped bread for that 10 min and that's what mattered! He did make sure to apply sun lotion, even though he had dark skin that didn't mean he was immune from sun damage. After he was done preparing for some beach fun, he rejoined the group! He was now dressed in some tight swim shorts with a dark green tank top and a pair of thongs because he found that these types of shoes were popular on earth. His hair was combed neatly too, he looked like the Rai everyone knew! "I am back and .... Re-breaded," Rai wasn't sure if that was a word, Rihannsu was a stackable language so he just trusted that the UT would do him justice.

Another necessary thing, protecting dark skin from sun damage! Yes! "Oh duuuude, you look totally sick, man!" He grinned at Rai, hoping the slang would carry throught the UT as well. How Reman culture had evolved to have that sort of slang in this area he'd never know. "The re-breading's great, but - aw shit, speaking of bread," he looked at a little clock on the wall of the shop, which read around it 'it's always 6 o'clock somewhere' although it looked like someone had vandalized it and written a :09 right after the 6. "I gotta go to that party they're having down at that place," he said, nodding over to Ace to indicate it was the same place he was talking about earlier. "Shack's closed, sorry, but-" he refilled Parker's glass, wiped down the counter, and lowered the little wooden door thingy that closed off the rest of the place from the counter. "You all are invited, all of town's invited, so like, it'll be a pretty good party, a lot of people from..." he tried to remember, "7... 7... 6? 7? Will be there, if I heard right. Oh, and." He stepped away from the shack and waved as he took a few steps backwards, still in his great beach attire of simply some tight black swim pants with blue lightning bolts on each side, "totally open bar!!" Very important to advertise that part, he thought as he waved goodbye to everyone and then, you know, walked like, a mile or so over to the backyard of Brokuk and Chadrix, to which this channel now ~changes scene~ to.

So, Brokuk and Chadrix and Allan, to an extent, were actually here in the backyard of the #deleted-channel , although Allan is sort of in both because he's still quite foolishly leaning against the sliding door that leads into - and out - of said backyard and house. Upon seeing Dudesek, though, Brokuk immediately stood up and ran over, and gave him a really sick high-five!!!! Yeah!!!!!*

Chadrix, after also giving a high-five to Dudesek, looked over as Allan turned around, looked through the door, and then said 'oh shit' and went inside. "Guess that means he's here?" He laughed, looking over at Brokuk.

High-fives from his two young friends! Awesome! "Don't know what else it could mean. Renakir, right? Gotta make sure I have it right."

"You got it!!!" Brokuk said, giving Dudesek ANOTHER sick high-five, but this time one of those high-fives that evolved into a handshake and a bro hug.

Having been enjoying his drink and getting ready to join the others, Parker noticed telltale sound of his PADD beeping with a new notification. He quickly pulled it out of his bag, activating it to see what was important enough to get through his ‘vacation filter’. With a slightly shock expression seeing who he had an urgent message from waiting for him back at the station, Parker quickly finished his drink and made to walk with some gusto back to his hotel, booking passage back to the station.

Having read from the friendly engineer that a party had been arranged for a fellow crewmate, and curious to see how the beaches of New Romulus compared to those of his home, Zek had happily decided to spend the last few days of shore leave with drink and book in hand on the sand. They were wearing a simple combo of a white tanktop and a pair of neutral gray boardshorts, thier curly brown hair and expertly styled as ever. Seeking out refreshment and other potential partygoers, he made his way over a nearby surfshop, pleased at the reminders of home that seemed to be dotted all across the beach.

Renakir waved to Eshen when he walked through the door. Allan had told him he invited all of their friends (and coworkers who were cool) but for some reason he didn't expected all of their friends. They had a full house and whilst Renakir usually disliked crowds, he trusted Allan to not bring anyone who would try to hurt him or cause trouble. And for ninja assassins, which was always a fear, could a ninja assassin really stay hiding when the eccentric and flashy duo of Eshen Dion K'Tann and Allan were in the room? "Thanks so much, you look great by the way, loving the... Fish leggings," Renakir gestured to his friend's interesting textured leggings. The thought of 'sexy merman' never occurred in his mind as they did not have anything like that in Romulan mythologies. They had bird people, cat people, even rorse people, but not merpeople. Renakir then turned back to his fiance and laughed when he said he modelled Ganmadan after him. He didn't see the resemblance, but he also knew Kianarix had quite an interesting way of interpreting things. As Allan headed out to the beach area, Renakir followed and when he saw the 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY RENAKIR' sign he nearly dropped to his knees. His sunglasses became foggy and his mouth hung open at the sight of not just the bustling party, but all of his friends-- and family too! They were all there! "Oh.. Oh my elements, Allan-- you-- Brokuk, Chadrix, Dudesek..." Renakir took his sunglasses off for just a moment to wipe them on his tank top. Kianarix was faster than Renakir and zoomed outside with Lama so they could occupy the table for serious card gaming.

"Happy Birthday Solait!!" Rai threw his hands up when he saw Renakir, wiggling his arms and then attempting a full body wave but he was clumsy and it looked like he was a fish out of water. It seemed Meruvix and Cerrub noticed Rai's action and attempted to do the same, someone help the Torre'vnau family.

"Renakir, you have the absolute nicest friends! I am loving the macarons, I need the recipe so I can make them at home," Meruvix said, dressed in a very lovely retro one piece swimsuit with a sarang around her waist along with a sun hat because bald people need to protect their head from the sun.

They politely decided not to mention to Rai that he looked like one of those blow-up inflatables thrashing around - in fact, they joined in. Call them all an Australian children's music group formed in Sydney in 1991, because they were Wiggling.

Dion glanced over at the wigglefest and laughed a little, but didn't join in. He still had some sense of dignity, and he was preoccupied with Renakir's endearing flusterment. "Anybody ever told you you're cute, Rena-dear?" He laughed, low and from the stomach. "Well, of course they have - they're me." When Renakir allowed it, he'd always sprinkled in little compliments like that. There were many people he wished could see themselves like he did - beautiful, as in physically and as a work of art, as all people were, but Renakir especially, among his other favourites. He put his weight on one leg, jutting his hip out a little, one hand holding the wine glass, swirling his wine glass and drinking it, and his other hand holding Allan's. It was good wine - props to the catering staff for choosing it. Catering staff that had included him. He chose it. It had notes of oak and all that fancy wine jazz. "Oh, and thank you! They're my best swim-leggings. Of course, I look even better out of them." (edited)

Hearing that, Zero snorted, and caught sight of a stranger milling around. Another friend of Renakir's? He gave them a polite wave; maybe they were one of those awkward introverts that couldn't join conversations unless invited.

They had been quietly sipping on a bright, fruity drink, unsure of what more to do given that they really did not know many present when one of the strangers waved. Figuring some real socialization would be good, he happily strut over, reciprocating with a polite wave of his own before speaking. "Ikara! greetings in Risian" (edited)

"Oh I bet you do," Lama wiggled his eyebrows before Taev stepped in to playfully smack his arm. It was unclear of the smack was because Lama was being embarrassing or Taev felt a little jealous that Lama was getting all of the attention. Lama wanted to send a message to his brother to encourage him to chat with more people, but he got the impression that Taev's mind was a closed door right about now. "Let's partyyyy!!" Lama headed to grab whatever Dion was sipping, it looked good! He didn't even bother to offer anything to Taev as his brother was just standing off to the side with his arms crossed.

"Happy birthday Renakir!!" Said Brokuk, Chadrix, and Dudesek in unison when he came out, and then each one of them also subsequently started copying Rai and Cerrub and Meruvix's wiggling motion. Clearly it was a family birthday tradition, right? And you always had to follow a family birthday tradition!

After doing the fun family-tradition-wiggle, though, Chadrix picked up on Meruvix mentioning she needed the recipe for the macarons, and went over to discuss said recipe with her. "Oh, dude, I can totally give you the recipe, I think I have it inside somewhere - it actually uses some jumbo mollusk slime in them, I got the idea from him, actually-" he pointed at Dion, who had given him the idea last year for the macarons Renakir and everyone else so dearly loved. "I'd never made them before last year, so I'm glad everyone likes them!"

Yes, he had indeed invited all of their friends and cool coworkers. No ninja assassins unless said ninja assassins were incredibly attractive and swore off being a ninja assassin for the night. When they went outside to the waterfront and Renakir reacted to the fact that yes, this was a birthday party the entire time, he couldn't help but smile, also being too preoccupied with Renakir's endearing flusterment to do the Wiggle everyone else seemed to be doing. "Very cute, actually," he added on to Dion's statement, subsequently adding himself to the list of 'anybody' as well. "Happy birthday, Renakir Solait ir-Biscae tr'Torre'vnau, and - more personally," he reached with his other hand (the one that wasn't holding the Dion's) back to Brokuk, who caught the cue and handed him a small box wrapped in dark green wrapping paper, laughing when he heard Dion say he looked better out of his swim-leggings and nodding as he handed the box to Renakir, "thank you for being here another year. Thank you for supporting me and twerking with me. And thank you for being you." Yes, that second bit was the exact same line Renakir had written to him in his Christmas gift. divider

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Was he tearing up a little? Just a little. Speaking of the gift, though, inside the box was a mixtape - sort of. It was a small boombox-shaped object, that would fit in both of Renakir's palms - that had a small wind-up mechanism on the side, and a top that opened up to reveal a classic Terran-style VHS mixtape. "This, is, um. Not quite 15th century-" primarily because unlike the Romulans, Terrans didn't have music reproduction in the 15th century, "but it's sort of the oldest thing we have, it's - it's called a 'music box', and um- I sort of specifically engineered it so that it could play everything on the mixtape but in a way that a really old one would have back in the day, so, um - I hope you... like the stuff on it, I tried to pick out some good stuff," just like Renakir and his family had done for him. Speaking of that, the music currently playing in the background was from a combination of all the mixtapes they'd exchanged over the bit-more-than-a-year of their friendship.

Meanwhile, Sam was over by the food table, looking at the different croissants. That Reman surfboard guy hadn't been kidding when he said that Allan and Dion had made over 7 varieties of croissants, she was counting at least 9 already. Pain au chocolat, pain aux raisins, croissant au beurre, aux amandes ... so many different types. Renakir must have been an awfully huge fan of French foods, she supposed.

Renakir burst out laughing when he saw not just his family, but Zero and Allan's Reman friends all joining in on the ridiculous wave. It's like all of them collectively joined together to have a bread moment. He was interrupted from his fit of laughter when Dion AND Allan called him-- cute? "I-.... No not... Not really, besides you two right now," Renakir was absolutely stunned yet again by Dion's social tact. His face was already bright green at his point so all Renakir could do was cover his face with his hands. "And my full name, Allan I... You and Dion and everyone," Tears began to well up in Renakir's eyes, tears of pure joy that his friends loved him so much. He never doubted the kindness of 777, but this was really above and beyond. "Rena... dear," It was far from the first time Dion had called him that, but that didn't make his reaction any less shocked. His legs felt like wibbly jello at this point, it was a miracle he hadn't just laid down on the ground. He wouldn't do that at the waterfront though, he didn't need sand in places that sand should not be. Like his underpants. He took the box from Brokuk and opened the gift slowly. "Mixtape, I really like that," Renakir turned the item over in his hands, wondering how one operated it. He had seen music boxes before, they had them in Romulan museums and they were a favourite in French films, but he had never really held one quite like this. Renakir placed the box in his pocket so he could hold the music box with both hands, using one hand to crank it. With the music playing in the background the mix of the two noises was a little confusing so he'd have to play with it once he was back home. "I love it, this is amazing! Allan--" x_divider

07:19

"I... Thank you, umm. everyone, for this," Renakir gave Dion a nod before proceeding to join his parents and brother. In a very un-Romulan-like move, Cerrub, Meruvix, Rai, and Renakir, all joined for a group Torre'vnau hug. After they separated, Renakir looked towards Zero. "Hey Zero, it's nice to see you here. I assume you're here with Rai? I'm glad both of you came, you look great by the way. You and Rai have similar freckle patterns," Renakir complimented, knowing that Rai very much appreciated all physical compliments.