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Parallel Universes - "What if?" / Re: Theurgy: What If...? Below Decks Lounge
Last post by RyeTanker -Zark naturally leaned in towards the Shen as she got closer and smiled easily as she listened to how Reika had transformed herself from the proverbial angry duckling to a graceful swan as a stray thought caused the Shen to plow past the question to how her own experiences with martial arts. The medic could definitely agree that the ability to defend oneself without unduly injuring someone was very helpful in conflict resolution. Her smile took on a more humorous glint as a memory bubbled its way to the surface from her time at the Academy.
"I'm with Security, but as a medic, I also get all the wonderful extra training to help patch up people long enough on missions till the proper doctors can help them." Zark leaned in a bit to whisper into Reika's ear like sharing a naughty secret. "I can do a lot of the procedures that surgeons do in the field, but Medical doesn't like to admit that most medics
are trained that way." The Zhen pulled back and winked then pursed her lips and placed a finger in front of her closed lips. The sound of air rushing passed her lips was quite audible as she smiled again.
"Our Zhavey's really are quite remarkable, though mine probably wishes I'd chosen something more sedate, but what can I say; I love the action, even if it has almost killed me a few times." Zark continued as she waited for her drink. "My Zhavey isn't really good at fighting to be honest..." The Zhen corrected. "She gave up blue to wear command red. Started out in the sciences, but she was more of an explorer than a researcher and had a great touch with people, which is how she got tagged for executive officer of the renegade. She didn't have time to worry just about me, so she dumped me on her Security Chief. Let him sort me out. Last we talked, she was taking a Luna class towards the galactic core on a five year mission."
Zark was about to ask about Reika's family when the Shen offered her own glass to help quench her thirst from all the talking she'd done so far. The Zhen smiled and thanked the Shen. Taking the mug, she turned it around and took a sip right where the Ops woman had been drinking while keeping her gaze on Reika's eyes. It was only a sip, and the burned and blossomed as she'd expected it to. Her lips gripped the rim of the cup in a semi subtle kiss of the rim before the mug was placed back beside Reika's hand on the bar. Zark's own sense of friendly impulsiveness kicked in as she snaked her arm around Reika's and her wrist came to rest on top of the Shen's. This had to bring the two bodies closer as Zark's arm was now linked with Reika's, but not holding hands. Yet. It also brought the Zhen's leather legging clad hip in contact with the Shen's leather skirt. The view seemed to have an effect somewhere as someone cursed as their drink spilled while passing by. Xenia arrived and deposited the mug with the blue liquid in front of Zark and she gracefully picked up the mug with her opposite hand, raising it to Reika's for her to return the cheers.