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taxonomites2009-10-14 10:58 pm
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[Holo] Arrival - Slap to Sobriety
What wasn't to like about time off? Chiana had been begging for something just like this for more solar days than she could count. The pleasure planet was right up her alley. With a drink in one hand and a line of guys coming to offer her all sorts of fun, Chiana knew she was in her element.
"Boys, there's plenty to go around." She ticked her head to one side, "Girls, too, for that matter." She laughed long and loud before drinking deeply from her glass. Her head tilted back and she kept drinking until it was gone. "Now who was next in line to buy me another?" One of the men disappeared for the bar. Chiana didn't plan on staying still for long enough to wait on him. She mingled through the crowd, dancing as she walked. There were bodies everywhere. She didn't know any of them, but what did it matter.
The lights flickered, pulsed with the beat. Chiana closed her eyes and just felt the music. She was getting into it when the room went silent. Dead silent. Chiana opened her eyes, more than a little confused. Where was the bar? Where were the boys, the girls, the drinks? Chiana crouched low, head tilting at an extreme angle as she tried to figure this out. Had she lost time again?
She glanced around, catching the glint of the metal band imbedded in her wrist. She scratched at it for a moment, then sniffed. "Okay, jokes over. Crichton?" she paused, nothing. "Jool?" Again, nothing. "D-D'Argo? C'mon. I was just having a bit of fun. That's what we're supposed to do here, right?" She was most surprised not to hear a snarl of a reply to that.
Glancing up, Chiana saw the tablet. Still in a partially crouched position, she sidestepped over to the pedestal and grabbed for the device. She tapped on it, pressing a few buttons, trying to figure the frelling thing out.
"Boys, there's plenty to go around." She ticked her head to one side, "Girls, too, for that matter." She laughed long and loud before drinking deeply from her glass. Her head tilted back and she kept drinking until it was gone. "Now who was next in line to buy me another?" One of the men disappeared for the bar. Chiana didn't plan on staying still for long enough to wait on him. She mingled through the crowd, dancing as she walked. There were bodies everywhere. She didn't know any of them, but what did it matter.
The lights flickered, pulsed with the beat. Chiana closed her eyes and just felt the music. She was getting into it when the room went silent. Dead silent. Chiana opened her eyes, more than a little confused. Where was the bar? Where were the boys, the girls, the drinks? Chiana crouched low, head tilting at an extreme angle as she tried to figure this out. Had she lost time again?
She glanced around, catching the glint of the metal band imbedded in her wrist. She scratched at it for a moment, then sniffed. "Okay, jokes over. Crichton?" she paused, nothing. "Jool?" Again, nothing. "D-D'Argo? C'mon. I was just having a bit of fun. That's what we're supposed to do here, right?" She was most surprised not to hear a snarl of a reply to that.
Glancing up, Chiana saw the tablet. Still in a partially crouched position, she sidestepped over to the pedestal and grabbed for the device. She tapped on it, pressing a few buttons, trying to figure the frelling thing out.