A Disco Celebration (Open to All)

[Kyle Briggs]

Kyle was enjoying the down time. "I'm sure I'll be more that satisfied, Mister Demlion." he said. "And please. This is a place of relaxation so regardless of the uniform, in here, I'm just Kyle. I understand it may take some time, but you'll get used to it." He took a sip of his coffee. He so missed the way Liv had always made it. The replicator never even came close. He closed his eyes as memories of their time in Ireland came flooding back. With a huge sigh of happiness, he reopened them and looked over to his beautiful wife. "As delicious as always, Baby."

[Olivia Briggs]

Liv noticed how happy her husband seemed to be with his coffee and could only imagine how much he had missed the way she made it but now she was here he wouldn't have to put up with the replicated stuff. Smiling when he then looked over to her and spoke " I'm glad babe " she replied as three of her servers James, Maggie and Clara walked out of the kitchen area carrying the last of the food before two of them made their way behind the counter ready to serve their guests.

" Good your all here and if you need me I'll be with my husband and our guests " she instructed receiving their acknowledgement before she picked up her own cocktail from the tray and walked round to Kyle and the others. " Since things are taken care of I can join you all properly".

[Demlion Riverbank V]

[the cuisine]

Demlion made a happy chuckle. All his attention had gone to the head cheese of the ship. His small gentle hands picked up from the table showing his palms. "Ahhh Kyle," he said. A small delicate emphasis was placed on the Captain's name. "I had always prefer to call people by their first name..." he allowed a long pause. His eye brows gone up a hair. His bright eyes brighten up to show he was excited. "Were we not given these names? Our names are chosen by those who gave us life. We should be proud of our given names," he stopped. Allow the words set in. He had continued. "Kyle, We should wear our name like the uniforms we earned. It would sadden our parents," he said. Another pause, "I would be proud of my processor using her or his first name."

The truth was he stretching the facts. He had parents a very long time ago. He was not the ORIGINAL who was born to the universe. It was the Founders who had continued his life by cloning. He was number Five. If they were not all sure how Vorta are. That would be their fault for not knowing. Less knowledge means less power. More knowledge and gives more power.

It was accustomed to these peoples that they needed nutrients as Vorta too. He had wondered they had his kind of berry. It would not surprise him they did not. His species are proud cause the Founders had paid them a wonderful blessing by creating them to be a higher form. He was very proud, but his belief in the Founders had made him shift from them.

"Olivia would any chance you have Rippleberries?" he asked. It would not surprise him if they don't. He had his full focus on her now to hear what she had it or not.

[Ziran Trell]

Trell had just finished his shift in engineering and dropped by the party a little late. Having a look around, he realised the Captain, Chief Science Officer, the mess hall manager and the fresh out of the academy Vorta were the only people present. Though he was considered to be a fun, extroverted, typical Bolian by most of his peers during his time at the Starfleet Technical Services Academy, most people hadn't realised he was rarely the one to start the actual conversations. 3 out of the 4 people at the party were all academy graduates, which left Ziran, who was still getting used to being around Starfleet personnel with much more experience than him, feel like an outcast.

"Oh um... Hello, Mrs. Briggs. I believe it's the first time we meet! I've... I've been recently assigned to Discovery's engineering department after completing my necessary training. Nice to meet you." The engineer wasn't quite sure on how to approach the captain's wife.

[Olivia Briggs]

When Demlion asked if she had any rippleberries, she thought for a moment and to be honest it was the first time she had heard about them, however didn't want to disappoint him. " I don't think we have Demlion, but I can certainly ask one of my staff to look through replicator library and have them replicated for you if they're on file " she replied just as another crewman approached and made his introduction.

She did recognise him from the invite list and could tell he was nervous but wanted to put him at ease as she always did with anyone new. " It is and pleased to meet you Mr Trell, welcome to the party, we have food just over there and would you like a drink ?" she said with her usual friendly smile.

[Ziran Trell]

When Demlion asked if she had any rippleberries, she thought for a moment and to be honest it was the first time she had heard about them, however didn't want to disappoint him. " I don't think we have Demlion, but I can certainly ask one of my staff to look through replicator library and have them replicated for you if they're on file " she replied just as another crewman approached and made his introduction.

She did recognise him from the invite list and could tell he was nervous but wanted to put him at ease as she always did with anyone new. " It is and pleased to meet you Mr Trell, welcome to the party, we have food just over there and would you like a drink ?" she said with her usual friendly smile.

Trell took a quick glance at the food, thinking to himself the mess hall manager was friendly and fairly easy to talk to.

"I'll go with Tarkalean tea please." He replied. The young crewman was still getting used to the transition between working aboard the S.S. Albastru; a Bolian transport freighter, and the U.S.S. Discovery; a Federation starship. As a result, he was reluctant to order alcohol and risk getting drunk in front of his commanding officer.

[Olivia Briggs]

Liv smiled again when Ziran gave his drink order " Certainly I'll have Maggie get that for you now " she replied looking over at the brunette server who always liked to have fun and to be fair Liv got on with all of her staff which was a huge relief especially after being away for so long.

Maggie nodded and smiled before getting the Tarkalean tea for the young engineer. She returned a couple of minutes later and placed it on the counter for Ziran.

[Demlion Riverbank V]

[mess hall]

Demlion was not surprise that they did not carry Rippleberries. Olivia had mentioned that they can replicate them. His heart sank. It was not going to be the same. So he will lie to please his peers.

As the Bolian came walking in, the Vorta looked at the direction of the blue blur head who came in focus as he greeted himself to the Captain and others.

"Ahhh hello Ziran. I was hoping to see you soon on the Athena. I never served with a Bolian before," he replied. It was a white lie. Lying was what he did well. "I am Demlion."

Then the Vorta turned his attention to the replicated Berries that was front of him. He grabbed one with his delicat soft hands and brought it up to his mouth. The taste was like the other foods. The Founders must have made the berries themselves hard to copy.

Hmmm, a happy sound escaped the smiling lips of of the Vorta. "Ah this is just just like the real Riverberries. It amazes me how replicators can make things we like. My people. The Vorta. We never could accomplish it. We would never imagined to create such things. Starfleet inventions are like magic. Do you agree?" He said with excitement in his bright eyes like a Bush Monkey. The words are sweet by perfect compliments, but with little lies.

[Ziran Trell]

Liv smiled again when Ziran gave his drink order " Certainly I'll have Maggie get that for you now " she replied looking over at the brunette server who always liked to have fun and to be fair Liv got on with all of her staff which was a huge relief especially after being away for so long.

Maggie nodded and smiled before getting the Tarkalean tea for the young engineer. She returned a couple of minutes later and placed it on the counter for Ziran.

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Briggs." Ziran said as he took the glass of Tarkalean tea; a beverage he often drank when serving aboard the S.S. Albastru.

[mess hall]

Demlion was not surprise that they did not carry Rippleberries. Olivia had mentioned that they can replicate them. His heart sank. It was not going to be the same. So he will lie to please his peers.

As the Bolian came walking in, the Vorta looked at the direction of the blue blur head who came in focus as he greeted himself to the Captain and others.

"Ahhh hello Ziran. I was hoping to see you soon on the Athena. I never served with a Bolian before," he replied. It was a white lie. Lying was what he did well. "I am Demlion."

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Demlion! "It's not always you get to serve with someone from the Gamma Quadrant!" Ziran quickly recognised the only Vorta aboard the Discovery as he was often talked about down in engineering. "How long have you been aboard the Discovery?"  The Bolian added as he drank his Tarkalean Tea.

[Olivia Briggs]

" I'm pleased that the rippleberries are okay for you Demlion and yes I agree I suppose the replicators are like magic " Liv replied politely not realising until now how much she relied on them in everyday life until Demlion had mentioned the Vorta not being able to recreate such things. However she was happy that her staff had managed to fulfil his request.

Then when Ziran thanked her for the tea again she smiled " Your very welcome Ziran " she said leaving the two crewman to talk before moving closer to her husband, resting a hand on his arm. " Are you hungry ? I made some of your favourite chicken wings ".

[Lennox Ainsley]

[Xanadu aka Ten Forward]

He could not resist the sweet temptation of a party; food and drinks alike, the Scotsman had been beaming, a childish grin having made itself known on his face as he got himself ready, finishing the last of the standard weapon checks and making certain that the lockers were locked as the door slid shut behind him. He made his way down the the mess hall, hearing the music playing as he neared the door. As they slid open, Lennox saw that he was...well, a little late to the party.

But, never mind! It was a party.

The Scotsman walked up to the Captain's wife and the Captain himself, bowing his head ever so slightly as a sign of respect before straightening up, "Cap'n Briggs, Mrs. Briggs. Apologies fer 'he interruption, sir, but migh' I say, fantastic job ye done, ma'am." Lennox kept himself in check, hoping not to slip an expletive in whilst making his first introduction to the Captain's wife, not wanting to be seemingly rude.

[Demlion Riverbank V]

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Demlion! I allures by the Alpha quadrant myself. It's not always you get to serve with someone from the Gamma Quadrant!" Ziran quickly recognised the only Vorta aboard the Discovery as he was often talked about down in engineering. "How long have you been aboard the Discovery?"  The Bolian added as he drank his Tarkalean Tea.

Most people's would think he was here to get information, but the Starfleet uniform was mark  he was worthy to wear it. Though the prejudice of the Demion  post war had made people think.

The Vorta bright eyes locked on the broad shoulder Bolian. Smiling to the Bolian. The medical officer tilted his slightly to the Engineer. Secretly inside Demlion little sneaky mind that the engineers was one of the best branch in a Starfleet. It was like they are a spine to Starfleet. The ships they used are remarkable for explorations.

"My Ziran I am moved by your excitement!" He said with a silky tone. Then a a moment for a penny to drop for peace. Slowly shaking his head. "Zinan Ziran, no need to say sir... We are equals in this little celebration." He turned his attention to the room. He smiled to the hostess. He held it to show he was enjoying himself.

"If my memory serves me well," he dropped a white lie. "I believe we were came to the Discover in a day. My shuttle had arrived before yours by three hours. I am new as you,  my friend," he paused. A concerned look came to his face, his brows dropped down like a puppy dog. He leaned in close to the Bolian. Softly asked, "Can I call you friend, friend?"

He had not touched his replicated river berries yet again.

The doors opened with the hiss. The Vorta ears are very sensitive. There was no way he could not miss anyone walking in. Though he would not be able to see them until they came to vision to focus so he could see. The Vorta had bad eye site. He had adjusted. Medical even had a electronic eye patch which allows him to see smaller things for detail work.

[Ziran Trell]

"My Ziran I am moved by your excitement!" He said with a silky tone. Then a a moment for a penny to drop for peace. Slowly shaking his head. "Zinan Ziran, no need to say sir... We are equals in this little celebration." He turned his attention to the room. He smiled to the hostess. He held it to show he was enjoying himself.

"If my memory serves me well," he dropped a white lie. "I believe we were came to the Discover in a day. My shuttle had arrived before yours by three hours. I am new as you,  my friend," he paused. A concerned look came to his face, his brows dropped down like a puppy dog. He leaned in close to the Bolian. Softly asked, "Can I call you friend, friend?"

"I'll try to keep that in mind, Demlion. I'm still a bit cautious when it comes to addressing my superior officers. I used to work aboard a Bolian freighter and I suppose things functioned quite differently there." The Bolian replied to Demolion's remark.

Trell had been briefly taught about the Dominion War but had little idea of what a Vorta's typical personality was like. As a result, he was slightly surprised by the ensign's unexpected question.

"Um... sure... why not?" Ziran father being incarcerated, he was often quickly disliked by new people he met during his childhood. Experiencing the exact opposite was new to him.

[Demlion Riverbank V]

"I'll try to keep that in mind, Demlion. I'm still a bit cautious when it comes to addressing my superior officers. I used to work aboard a Bolian freighter and I suppose things functioned quite differently there." The Bolian replied to Demolion's remark.

Trell had been briefly taught about the Dominion War but had little idea of what a Vorta's typical personality was like. As a result, he was slightly surprised by the ensign's unexpected question.

"Um... sure... why not?" Ziran father being incarcerated, he was often quickly disliked by new people he met during his childhood. Experiencing the exact opposite was new to him.

The purple color hues in his eyes went bright. The Vorta was smiling. "It's nice to have someone say that," he said. He allowed a drop of silence to follow. It was good. The fifth Vorta Clone was going to share how he was feeling out of place because who he was. But, he had stopped himself.

Taking a replicator Ripple Berry, the Vorta had ate it. He had need to nourish himself. He gave a smile and nod to the hostess once again to show he was pleased of her berries she made him. That was a act of his to keep her happy.

The taste was far from the real thing. That would delight the Gods to show that even Federation technology could not make the food out of thin air. It was possible that the Founders themselves could do it, if they choose to do so.

"You mentioned you were transferred from a Bolian's ship. Please tell me all about it," he asked. To show interest to another was a good way to build a relationship. To nod his head when the Bolian paused. The Vorta was excellent showing interest to the blue man individual. Knowledge was power. He could use it in the future. That part of him thinking gaining information to serve the greater power to the Founders had been embedded in his genetic make over. Who knows they could show up and take Demlion away. He had no choice to give them information. They would demand him to execute himself and be sure he do it right and not dodge it.

In the time working away from the Founders, he had welcomed the personal knowledge of personal power. Maybe he could possible us for diplomacy if they ever grow trust in him. Only in time would tell.

[Olivia Briggs]

[Xanadu aka Ten Forward]

He could not resist the sweet temptation of a party; food and drinks alike, the Scotsman had been beaming, a childish grin having made itself known on his face as he got himself ready, finishing the last of the standard weapon checks and making certain that the lockers were locked as the door slid shut behind him. He made his way down the the mess hall, hearing the music playing as he neared the door. As they slid open, Lennox saw that he was...well, a little late to the party.

But, never mind! It was a party.

The Scotsman walked up to the Captain's wife and the Captain himself, bowing his head ever so slightly as a sign of respect before straightening up, "Cap'n Briggs, Mrs. Briggs. Apologies fer 'he interruption, sir, but migh' I say, fantastic job ye done, ma'am." Lennox kept himself in check, hoping not to slip an expletive in whilst making his first introduction to the Captain's wife, not wanting to be seemingly rude.

Whilst she waited for her husband to decide if he wanted anything to eat Liv smiled as Petty Officer Ainsley approached them and apologised for the interruption before complimenting her. Although this was the first time she had met the Scotsman she had been aware of who he was just like she had with the rest of the crew and appreciated what he had said.

" Thankyou Mr Ainsley, it's good to meet you properly and please help yourself to food or if you would like something to drink my staff are ready to take your order ".