Hawkstrike

Posted on Tue Feb 25th, 2020 @ 2:52pm by Commander Luhanna Wintersnow & Major Daisy Rohr-McKnight
Edited on on Tue Feb 25th, 2020 @ 2:52pm

Mission: Mission 15: Old Ghosts
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0800Hrs - December 4th, 2390

Luhanna Wintersnow grinned as she regarded the pub before her, she was expecting nothing more then the usual lounge but instead she was very pleasantly surprised. "Excellent."

Daisy needed to let of some tension. She saw the pub and was a little intrigued.

Luhanna found herself face to face with an exoticly lovely looking Klingon woman. "Oh hello Captain, welcome to our little corner of purgatory."

Daisy stopped a second as she studied the unusual women. "Oh, hello Chief." as she smiled.

"You're new aboard?" the unusual looking Alien woman inquired.

"Um, yes." Daisy stuttered. "I'm sorry but haven't seen your species before. Your beautiful... in a alien sort of way." Daisy muddled through her explanation. "Um, anyways do you want a drink?" She finally asked.

The Draenei's smile widened into a grin. "Why thank you." she responded cheerfully. "I'd like a drink very much..." she added. "I don't think they serve synthahol here..."

"Really! They serve real alcohol here?" Daisy asked.

Luhanna nodded her head. "Yep... share one with me?"

"I could still use a quick drink. I don't think one will hurt me." Daisy reasoned.

"Thats the spirit." the Draenei gently took the Klingon womans hand as she pulled her over to the bartop. "Barkeep. two Bajoran Springwines please.."

"Springwine?" Daisy asked. "Never had that."

"You'll like it." Luhanna commented with a smile. "Barkeep, stick it on my tab."

"You got it." and with that he went to work on the drinks.

"Why thank you!" Daisy told Luhanna. "If I do like mine I'll buy us a second round."

The Draenei smiled as she selected a seat at the bar next to the Klingon looking woman. "Sounds good to me." she smiled. "so.. tell me about yourself.... Who did you screw over to get assigned to this corner of purgatory anyway?" she inquired with a cheerful smile.

"Oh! Um," Daisy was reluctant to keep talking but she did so anyways. "There was a shooting incident under my command. One of the Marines shot several delegates on stun during an arms control summit." Daisy said sheepishly. "I was reassigned and threatened not to go near any diplomatic functions."

"What can I say?" the Draenei commented. "Did you feel you were doing the right thing at the time?" Luhanna inquired.

"We received some good intel that there would be a hit. Thing is, we couldn't find anything." Daisy explained. "As the summit reached its climax, my instincts were kicking in. I felt something was going to happen. So, I just put my phaser on stun and shot everybody."

Daisy stopped and took a sip of springwine. "Oh, that is good!" She stated. "We searched them while they were unconscious and found nothing. My commanding officer, who was a major twit, flew into a rage. For such a refined and urbane officer he knew a lot of profanities."

Luhanna chuckled softly as she smiled. "I bet it was a memorable event... did you hit him?" she inquired.

Daisy sighed. "Yes, I shot everyone in the room including him." Daisy confessed. "say, why did you call this place 'Purgatory'? Is there something I should know?" She asked.

"It is as they say... a long story." the Draenei responded cheerfully.

"tell ya what, I'll buy the next round and you can give me the abridged version." Daisy bargained.

"Alright." the Draenei responded with a smile. "The short version is that the majority of this crew are all washouts and malcontents." the alien female smiled. "Screwups and rejects nobody else wanted..."

A frown appeared on Daisy's face. "Oh, I guess that explains why I'm here. What did you do to earn a place here?" She asked.

Luhanna smiled. "Well... I refused a promotion.. and since the Commanding Officer of the USS New Hampshire was an asshat." she commented. "he tried hiting on me, I laughed at him and demanded off his ship. I was sent here."

"Oh, I see." Daisy replied. She had never heard the term 'asshat' before and it conjured up an unpleasant image of a darriere on top of a man's head.

"Indeed." Luhanna commented. "Its an expression.. means he's an asshole."

"I figured it wasn't something too flattering," Daisy answered. Daisy chugged her last drink. "I need to go over my new platoon. It was a pleasure to meet you."

"You too." Wintersnow responded evenly.