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Post by Lt Cmdr Aria Xalot on Feb 8, 2017 17:29:02 GMT -5
Aria smiled happily as she sent out messages to everyone she had spoken to about girls night and those she had forgotten to. The message was simple bring a dish to share to holodeck 3 on the station they were currently getting some down time on. After sending out the message she beep booped on the replicator making a few large party sized portions of some meals she had come up with. Soon she was off on her way to the holodeck struggling with 3 platters and a trio of bottles of Orion brandy.
After arriving at the holodeck she fussed with setting up the atmosphere a series of tables complete with white table cloths in the middle of a botanical garden with the sun high in the sky and not a insect in site. She sat and waited for the others to arrive.
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 8, 2017 18:24:27 GMT -5
Valkriss looked at the screen as she read the message. She slowed a growl and had to smile though, she actually enjoyed such nights. She also wanted to share this with Ilya, she walked over to the replicator and selected her choices for such a night. A small gathering of course she could just make a family dish...however for this for a much larger gathering of women...required...
"Computer Pizza...3 large...one sausage, one pepperoni and one pineapple vegetable...replicate in carry out boxes..." She paused and added with some amusement "Print on the boxes...Val and Il's Pizzeria"
She collected the pizza's and turned to find Ilya to see what she was bringing before heading off with her to the holodeck.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Aria Xalot on Feb 9, 2017 0:22:11 GMT -5
After sitting for a moment admiring the view Aria stood with a smile and set up a pile of holographic dishes, silverware, and table cloths complete with little table cloth rings. Then she set up the bottles of Orion brandy near the glasses and set up the three dishes she brought with her on a table hopefully the start of a rather diverse banquet line she hopped. First she prepped the salad consisting of a rather human salad but topped with targ bacon bits and a bowl of ptolmic broth dressing of her devising which consisted of some vulcan ptolmic broth with a little salt, pepper, and vinager added making it essentially balsamic vinegrete dressing, after that she laid the de-winged fried winged slugs with a bowl of ranch dressing next to them, and lastly her latest attempt at fusion cuisine, a tray of enchiladas drowned in yamock sauce. Or more correctly yamock sauce with a healthy dose of chilly pepper added leaving it more yellow but with a almost traditional human taste with a bit of the cardassian spices spilling through. Aria beamed after everything was ready wondering how the people who inspired certain elements in the dishes would react to them.
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Feb 9, 2017 2:38:47 GMT -5
Ilya lays curled up in blankets on Valkriss bed, fiddeling with a PADD as the klingon comes in. she offers her a faint smile "Whats up doc?"
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 9, 2017 3:28:09 GMT -5
Valkriss smirked more amused than anything, she walked over to the bed and sat down next to her, leaning into nuzzle her cheek playfully.
"We have a date tonight Ilya." She said. "Tonight is to be the girl's night Aria invited us too..." She slips an arm around her and sighs contented.
"I've got the pizza made...so you need to select a dish you want the others to sample..." She playfully adds. "A nice dish...no making folks sick for the sheer pleasure of it" teases.
"I think it might be fun... let them get to know you as well."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Feb 9, 2017 3:48:35 GMT -5
Ilya groans and cuddlesbup against valkriss. "Do we have to? What fun is it if we can not give them food poisoning" The cardassian puts the PADD aside and fixes her large eyes on Valkriss, trying to puppy eye her.
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 9, 2017 4:26:09 GMT -5
Valkriss chuckled amused at this as she snuggled into Ilya as well.
"Well I would think that kinda thing they just might hold against you, you know poisoning a shipmate and all" She shakes her head.
She then looks down and sighs softly almost buying into this, swept in by those eyes. She leans down to rest her cheek on Ilya's shoulder.
"Come on you, get up...get dressed and let's be social...this is your first slumber party with the girls...it will be fun"
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Feb 9, 2017 12:49:42 GMT -5
Ilya scoffs "Meh, they should not be so sensitive..." She then sighs and gets up, getting in to her uniform "Im ready"
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 9, 2017 17:02:29 GMT -5
Valkriss chuckled and shook her head as she watched Ilya pick up her duty uniform. Val, herself was wearing a stylish crimson belly jacket style top with cream white piping, that left her firm midriff bare and a lovely matching slant skirt. To compliment her outfit of choice she had chosen a pair of her usual thigh boots made of a softer tone of leather dyed to match her outfit. Her one concession to her heritage was on her belt was a single sheathed D'k tagh.
Val peeled herself off of the bed to walk around behind the other woman. As Ilya struggled into her uniform, Val wrapped her arms around her stubborn brat and pulled her close into an warm but firm embrace pinning her arms tightly down to her sides as Val leaned down to nuzzled her neck.
"Nooooo...this is not an official function...it is a slumber party...duty uniform will just not do." She chuckled some more.
"Also... Fooo....OOD." She cooed to her. "You need to select a dish of your choice to bring...one that will not make our friends ill. So you are far from ready love..." She said amused into the side of her neck.
"So pick out a nice outfit...and I'll go put the pizzas back into the replicator ...and then when you select your dish of choice...and have it prepared, I shall remake the pizzas." nuzzled some more tenderly yet drags her fangs up along Ilya's neck ridge firmly.
"Then and only then...will we be ready."
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Post by Calisca Kurot in theGuestFlesh on Feb 10, 2017 5:04:13 GMT -5
She arrives, fashionably late. She was wearing her midriff exposing beige long sleeve leather jacket, and cargo pants which were tucked into her black boots. She carried a sleeping bag, a toothbrush, and an extra controller that looked to be for some sort of anvient video game system, though it was partially tucked into the sleeping bag.
"Hey nerds, your party has arrived! I know you missed me. And I would like to say the same, but that might make things weird."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Feb 10, 2017 9:06:16 GMT -5
Valkriss chuckled and shook her head as she watched Ilya pick up her duty uniform. Val, herself was wearing a stylish crimson belly jacket style top with cream white piping, that left her firm midriff bare and a lovely matching slant skirt. To compliment her outfit of choice she had chosen a pair of her usual thigh boots made of a softer tone of leather dyed to match her outfit. Her one concession to her heritage was on her belt was a single sheathed D'k tagh.
Val peeled herself off of the bed to walk around behind the other woman. As Ilya struggled into her uniform, Val wrapped her arms around her stubborn brat and pulled her close into an warm but firm embrace pinning her arms tightly down to her sides as Val leaned down to nuzzled her neck.
"Nooooo...this is not an official function...it is a slumber party...duty uniform will just not do." She chuckled some more.
"Also... Fooo....OOD." She cooed to her. "You need to select a dish of your choice to bring...one that will not make our friends ill. So you are far from ready love..." She said amused into the side of her neck.
"So pick out a nice outfit...and I'll go put the pizzas back into the replicator ...and then when you select your dish of choice...and have it prepared, I shall remake the pizzas." nuzzled some more tenderly yet drags her fangs up along Ilya's neck ridge firmly.
"Then and only then...will we be ready."
Ilya squirmed and blushed as she was pinned down by the physically superior woman, and CO of their relation-ship. as the Klingons fangs darged along her neck ridges her entire little being shivered and she gasped for air, looking up almost shy to Valkriss.
"Valkriss...My wardrobe consists of five duty uniforms, Two excursion uniforms and two PT sets. I have not worn civvies for years."
She wriggled about in the predators grip, not really trying to break free as to just test the bonds forced on her.
"I chose... a really large bowl of fries, and many kinds of dips?"
Looking up at the Klingon now, wondering if that satisfied her.
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 10, 2017 13:11:54 GMT -5
Valkriss smiled softly still gently nuzzling her neck as she said quietly.
"I thought as much..."
She tightened her embrace some with a tender strength pulling her tighter to her own body now as the smaller woman wriggled some, letting her know the topic was to continue. Val listened with a gentle grin and nodded.
"Okay...i think that food choice is a marvelous one...it very much speaks with your voice, Ilya." She looked to meet her gaze. "Soooo I am going to help you tonight..."
"I will pick out an outfit for you tonight...while you go out and replicate your dish and dips..." She said with a light amusement. "When finished come back here to change into it...as I replicate the pizza's"
She nuzzles once more before delivering a sharper snap of her jaws to her jawline tenderly, taking only a moment to savor the small taste of Ilya's blood the small nip provided before briefly inhaling delicately up Ilya's cheek. She let the small woman go and gently turned her around to face her, curling her fingers just under her chin to lightly caress her throat.
"Go on hon." She smiled to her. "I'll get your 'civies' ready for you."
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Post by Lt Cmdr Aria Xalot on Feb 10, 2017 18:20:54 GMT -5
Aria sat at a chair near the line of dishes looking apprehensive about something. Her demeanor changed as Cal came in she beamed at her and practically leaped out of her chair.
"Hey Cal you are the first one here! I guess um everyone else must be busy." Aria tilted her head looking curiously at the sleeping bag, toothbrush and archaic control interface device. "Um glad you're here. Food and drink over there but I know it doesn't fulfill any of your nutritional requirements so it's ok if you don't want any."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Feb 10, 2017 18:29:39 GMT -5
Valkriss smiled softly still gently nuzzling her neck as she said quietly.
"I thought as much..."
She tightened her embrace some with a tender strength pulling her tighter to her own body now as the smaller woman wriggled some, letting her know the topic was to continue. Val listened with a gentle grin and nodded.
Ilya seems calmer as she is held so protectively, taking slower breaths.
"Okay...i think that food choice is a marvelous one...it very much speaks with your voice, Ilya." She looked to meet her gaze. "Soooo I am going to help you tonight..."
"I will pick out an outfit for you tonight...while you go out and replicate your dish and dips..." She said with a light amusement. "When finished come back here to change into it...as I replicate the pizza's"
"I am wearing my uniform, They invted me so they will get me."
She nuzzles once more before delivering a sharper snap of her jaws to her jawline tenderly, taking only a moment to savor the small taste of Ilya's blood the small nip provided before briefly inhaling delicately up Ilya's cheek. She let the small woman go and gently turned her around to face her, curling her fingers just under her chin to lightly caress her throat.
"Go on hon." She smiled to her. "I'll get your 'civies' ready for you."
Ilya is forced to look up at Valkriss, now looking much more submissive at the larger woman after having been bitten and reminded of who the dominant part of the relationship is once more, when she speaks its with a much softer, even shy voice "I do not want to wear civvies? Please?"
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Feb 10, 2017 19:29:31 GMT -5
Valkriss eyes her a moment, and then relents..slightly.
"Tonight the uniform is fine...because we are now going to be late..." She curls her fingers under her chin and leans closer "However we /are/ going shopping tomorrow. You will need civies and swimwear and basic comfy frumpies"
She smiles and steal a kiss.
"So Ill go get the pizzas redone..while you change..." She stepped back. "We will go once you prepare your dish...but no more delays."
She turns to head back out to remake the pizzas before pausing and looking back coyly over one raised shoulder, her smile wolfish.
"You are in enough trouble as it is..."
She then heads out to finish getting ready.
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