Clambake: Let the Games Begin

Posted on Fri Apr 13th, 2018 @ 5:00pm by Captain Rueben Gregnol & Reessem Nubohn KIA (*) & Lieutenant Selina Fenruse (*) & Jasper Offermans

Mission: Mission 6 - Azzia
Location: Bluff overlooking the beach near lake lake Do'govi
Timeline: MD 03 1830
1573 words - 3.1 OF Standard Post Measure

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Jasper came walking up with his nose slightly elevated as he took in the aromas, "something smells great," he said as he glanced around at the group. He nodded at Deacon and tilted his head, "anything I can do to help or do you have it all taken care of?"

"You can sample some of these finely crafted beverages," Deacon said pointing out all the half-barrels on the ground, "I don't think we've officially met yet," He said extending his hand holding a beers, "Deacon Kane, worked a deal with your boss for passage out of paradise." Looking over he couldn't help but notice a couple of younger members of the Nadi clan checking the ops officer out, "Now the ladies over there look overly taxed setting up the volleyball net, shall I introduce you?"

"Am I late?" A soft voice asked and Selina Fenruse stood there wearing a long maxi dress and looking lovely as a pregnant woman could who was obviously too hot. She had been invited along after they had fixed and talked in Engineering.

"Not at all," Jasper said with a grin, "you plan on checking out the beer?" He tilted his head furrowed his brow, "is that wise, I mean with the baby and all?"

"There aren't just beers there and there are non-alcoholic beers." They didn't know what snythale was on this planet for she had found that as soon as they saw her bump she was normally looked after better than normal guests. Selina wasn't risking her baby for anything, it was the only bit of her old life that she had.

"There's a ton of non-alcoholic drinks around here Chief." Deacon assured her.

"Thank you Deacon," Selina sat down next to him with a grin.

"Deek-Baba, What are you doing offering such a wonderfully pregnant woman such as this a beer?" A tall Azzarian yelled as he approached carrying a tray of drinks, "Please, lovely lady take one of these." He said with a genuine smile, "My wives have told me they are all very good, for someone in such a matronly way."

"Selina, Jasper may I introduce you to our apparent waiter, Yad Nadi," Deacon nodded to the man, "Our host and the patriarch of Nadi clan. And you should really try the mint tea lemonade, Chief, you'll love it."

"In my humble opinion," Yad said, "Which my wives were so kind enough to give me, the herbal iced tea is far superior to the lemonade, for someone in your condition." Then looking at Deacon with a mischievous grin added, "This can not be the one you told us of Baba, while her beauty truly rivals our suns, you said nothing about her being so blond."

"Oh it isn't me," Selina assured with a huge grin as she took in the blush that had suddenly hit the man. "But merry meet Yad." Selina said softly nodding her head in greeting as she took one of the glasses seeing more people approaching.

Jasper chuckled, "Yad, it is nice to meet you." he glanced at the pregnant woman and then back at Deacon, "I think I'll try some of that beer you mentioned."

"Here you are my very fine young sir." Yad said, "And if either of you could be pointing out to me the being who has finally pricked our good Monk's heart I would be eternally grateful, and generous as the bet's being wagered are now becoming significant." he made winking to Deacon's gritted smile and ever-deepening color.
"Oh my Cute and Fluffy Lord, What is this?" Deacon asked looking at the youngin' that just showed up to the party, "Sorry son, this is the adult table, the kiddie table's over there next to the lemonade."

'Hmm, Lemonade would be nice." Hal said, putting on a smile, fishing in his pocket for ID. " I think I qualify. I turned 21 quite a few years ago." he laughed And that's an understatement he thought. 'My card, so to speak. And yes, the date is correct." he smiled.

Deacon looked at the card to see that Hal was over 171 years old, one of the transporter cases he heard about. Poor kid he thought, as he gave Hal his cheesiest grin. "My apologies Methuselah," he replied handing back the young/old man's ID, "I'm new on board, myself. Have a drink with me, shipmate."

"Best offer I've heard all day," Hal said. Methuselah, nice he thought, returning the grin. "At least I don't look my age, so there's that." he laughed.

"I think our little group from the Ishimura are all going to raise some eyebrows when they figure out how old we are," Jasper said with a chuckled, "let's raid the kegs a bit." He stood up and started towards the row of Kegs and drew in a breath, "we should have t-shirts made that say something like I look really good for my age."

"Or you should be keeping it very quiet," Selina advised as she saw a familiar young woman walking toward them looking confused and worried all at the same time. The Engineer was a lot wiser than people gave her credit for but it seemed a bad idea to broadcast what had happened. "There she is Monk." Selina called pointing out Reesseem.

Jasper made it back to the table where the others were and glanced over at the kids with the volleyball net. He chuckled as he watched them finally get the poles staked out and begin tossing the ball around, "seems they got the net up without me."

"Hey Hal slow it down, or I'll need to get some training wheels for you, or at the very least a walker." Deacon yelled as he walked over to where Hal and Jasper stood.

"Can I ask you for some beer, Grandpa?" Deacon asked Hal, who was holding the tap. Hal smiled but then gave Deacon's empty hands a confused look. Before he could ask the Rigellian grabbed onto the handles of the keg and sprung into a handstand. "Come on, old man." Deacon said to Hal, "Start pouring!"

"That I can do!" Hal said. He turned it one, letting the beer flow. He gave a mock salute with his other habd, smiling

Deacon pulled back the beer as some more of the Rosies an a few of the Nadi cousins came over. After counting to twenty he nodded to Hal who relented allowing Deacon to shift his hands and flip off the keg landing on the ground. He tried to stick the landing but stumble a step of two before regaining his balance, earning a combination of laughter and applause from the small crowd.

From somewhere in the middle of the crown a woman yelled, "Clumsy as ever Monk!"

"Can you do any better?" Deacon yelled back without looking at who it was.

As if by magic the crowd parted revealing a tall lithe woman. She was one of ones who tried to get some of the Rosies attention earlier with the volleyball net. Deacon knew her. Her name was Rekha. As she was tying a knot on her tee-shirt, Deacon could see that 'subtle' was about to be thrown out the window in getting introduced to his new crewmates.

Rekka smiled as she hopped once before running at the keg, jumping into a somersault and landing in a perfect handstand on the keg. This drew he awe from everyone, even Capt. Gregnol looked impressed. Deacon wondered what kind of score the Russian Judge would give her. Still smiling Rekka rested her knee on the slack jawed Hal 'Methuselah' Detan's shoulder. "You don't mind if I use you for support, do you?" she asked, blinking her eyes coyly.

"Not at all!" he grinned. "Very impressive!"

In the crowd, Jasper felt a hand come to rest on his shoulder, and a chin on the other as another woman said, "That was amazing, don't you think?"

Jasper glanced around and grinned at the woman, "it sure was," he offered turning around to face. He looked at the woman and added, "I'm Jasper, I'm not sure I caught your name?"

"Tika, Tika Nadi," she said with an award-winning grin, "Oh no, that's what everyone calls me of course. My real name may just be too long and complicated for the likes of you." She said brushing a lock of hair off his face, "You are pretty enough, for an alien," she added cocking her head as of to get a better look at him, "Though you and your friend over there aren't so great at social cues. Are you beautifully naive or hopelessly thick I wonder?" cocking an eyebrow she added, "Well time will tell I suppose."

"So now tell me my hopelessly-pretty, naively-beautiful, possibly thick headed alien named Jasper, how do you like Ma mèr Mina's food? Or did you just come here for the free beer?" she asked narrowing her eyes, "And most importantly, how well do you dance? Consider your answers carefully," she added, flashing Jasper that same smile, "I grade on a very steep curve."


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Selina Fenruse
Engineer
SS Mary Rose
(PNPC Gregnol)

Reuben Gregnol
Captain
SS Mary Rose

Reessem Nubohn
Secretary
SS Mary Rose
(PNPC Gregnol)

Jasper Offerman
Operations
SS Mary Rose

Deacon Kane
Engineering Contrtor
D & T Resupply

Hal Detan
Brig Officer
SS Mary Rose