Star Trek: Starbase 777

A romantic, seven-course dinner with drinks as much as they'd like... OPS sure managed to spoil these two classy ladies for their first date! Lli'erhoin dimmed the lights and let candles do the illuminating in preparation to receive Vialara and Carissa, who would hopefully have as much fun talking as they will eating.

God a’mighty, this is quite the spread. When she said she wanted to be wined-and-dined, she definitely didn’t expect a full blown seven-course meal! She’s not complaining, of course, but golly! Clad in short black sequiny dress and a leather jacket, she certainly cut a fitting silhouette given their surroundings. She took a seat at the table presented to the toy of them, and peeked at whatever wine they’d been given in one of those buckets of ice. “Shoo…nice vintage…” She whispered to herself, a grin on her face.

Vialara smiled as she entered the room, glancing around at all the tables for her date, heading over towards her assigned seat. It was the first time she had properly been out recently, and she looked forward to getting back into things. The doctor moved over, wearing a beautiful black dress with small gold flecks of sparkle throughout, nothing overly fancy, but enough to make a good impression, she stopped at the edge of the table. "Well then, you must be my date. I'm Vialara." She said, with a little smirk as she looked down at the woman sitting at the table, as she outstretched a hand towards her.

Was Sykes already pouring herself a glass of wine when Vialara walked in? Potentially. Was she mid putting the bottle back into the ice? Definitely. Either way, the agent quickly rose to her feet and took Via’s hand, performing a little curtsy, “That I am, ma’am,” She grinned, standing back up. “Carissa Sykes, at your service,” She pulled out the assigned seat a bit for the doctor before returning her attention to the wine, “Can I get you a glass, darlin’? Can’t say I’ve tried it myself just yet, but it sure looks nice. Though, I’m no sommelier, so I’m sorry if it ends up tastin’ like cough medicine,” She chuckled.

Vialara smiled and bowed her head slightly in response as Carissa took her hand, before she moved to sit down. "Thank you, my dear! There should be a synthaholic bottle somewhere on here too for myself, I did put a little request in. Or is this said bottle?" She said with a little smile as she lifted the bottle out of the ice. "I don't drink you see, so I tend to have to request an alcohol free bottle."

Sykes tapped her painted fingernail against the label of the wine, right where it said ‘synthaholic,’ “I’ve gotten a bit of a taste for the synth stuff since comin’ to this side of the galaxy,” She said with a grin. Gently, she took the bottle from Via’s hand and poured her some, before making her way back to her seat with a flourish. Her skirt whirled around as she sat back down, “Can’t say I’ve seen you ‘round the base much. I’d certainly remember a face like that,” She grinned.

"Ah, that's perfect then. Thank you." She said with a smile, as she raised her glass with a nod towards Carissa. " As for seeing me around? You must have taken good care of yourself since you came aboard then. Unless of course, you're very new to Starbase 777. I used to be the station's chief medical officer, and one of the resident surgeons too. So maybe it's good that you haven't seen a lot of my face." She said with a soft chuckle.

“Heh. Well, hopefully I’ll get a chance to see some more of it outside of the emergency room, how’s that sound?” Sykes smiled, little creases in the corners of her eyes appearing as she did so, “I am a lil’ new around these parts, though, I’ll admit that. But I’ve been around the Starfleet block.”

"Well, I wouldn't be opposed to that, darling... I always love seeing some fresh faces. Spices up the day a little." She smiled and took a sip of her win from the glass in front of her as she looked across at Carissa. "So, what is it you do on the station? Anything fun, or just the usual?" She said with a little grin.

Her smile deepened at Via’s reciprocation. Oh, this’ll be very fun, “I’m a fan of spice,” She said with a tilt of her head, her smile unwavering. She takes a sip of her wine and set the glass aside, “I’m an intel officer, so I suppose the usual for me’s a lil’ different than the usual for you, huh darlin’?” She chuckled, “But I mostly mess around with the computer systems, is all.”

"Intelligence officer? Well, that sounds fancy... I certainly do like a bit of a mysterious atmosphere." She said with a smirk across the table. "I've never been massively technology focused, so anything computer related seems like magic to me. But I suppose to most people, the chosen division specialty doesn't make a whole lot of sense to those who aren't also specialised in your field." She said with a soft chuckle. "I suppose a complex surgical procedure would go just as much over your head as it would vice versa."

“‘Spose I’m a bit of a James Bond type, heh,” She leaned back in her seat and pressed her hand against her chest dramatically, giving Via a nice little pose, “You’d be surprised, actually! I used to do first aid and medical work back ‘fore I joined Starfleet. Surgery, though…yeah, that’d be up ‘n over, heh!”

Carissa and Vialara chatted all the way through the seven elaborate courses, a sure sign that a great time was had by all.