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Dinner and Drinks

Posted on Thu Nov 12th, 2020 @ 2:01am by Lieutenant Siobahn Fallon & Lieutenant Bradley Owens

Mission: Bring on the Wrecking Machine
Location: SB243: Luigi's Restaurant
Timeline: Prior to Everything Current

It had been a long day in sickbay, the kind of day that rarely lent itself to quiet opportunities or down time. With such a large compliment of both officers and enlisted crew, as well as an extensive assortment of civilians there was never a dull moment in sickbay, something that had become even more apparent today with her own duty divided between her own patients and tasks and doing dual duty to cover for the absentee chief medical officer.

It was after seven before she had returned to her quarters where she found the message waiting from Brad, reminding her that he would pick her up at eight. The temptation to cancel had been strong, very strong. Really, all she wanted was a long, hot shower and then to curl up with a book, a blanket and a cup of hot chocolate. Instead, she kicked off her boots, leaving them where they fell as she headed for the bathroom.

The sound of the chime at her door came just as she finished pulling the off the shoulder boho dress over her head. "Enter!" She picked up a brush and pulled it quickly through her hair. "I'll only be a few minutes, don't mind the mess."

Brad Owens stepped through the door wearing a blue button-down shirt and black slacks and took a look around the room devoid of other people. He smirked as one eyebrow creased upward. The room had various clothes and uniform pieces strewn on random furniture and what looked like a few used dinner plates from quick meals spent alone at night. He made his way over to some shelves built into the wall along one side, catching himself after tripping on two sets of shoes. He picked up a picture that showed several people all in Starfleet uniforms on the bridge of a starship, presumably a former posting.

Emerging from the bedroom, she tossed the brush in the general direction of the couch as she noted the picture he held in his hand. "We served on the Wellington together. That's me, Flick, Brady and Andrew, taken on shore leave, most likely after a few too many slidewinders," she added with a grin. "Those entire two weeks I'm pretty sure were perpetually 'after a few too many'." She picked up another picture of the four of them, this time the two men were dressed in formal uniforms, the other female was wearing a long, slinky formal dress while Siobahn was dressed in what could best be described as mad hatter chic meets steampunk. "Formal awards ceremony."

She put the picture back down and pulled gladiator sandals onto her feet. "Right, shall we?"

He smirked and gestured toward the door with his hand, "Quickly, before we get lost in here forever."

He followed her outside into the hallway and pointed them in the direction of the turbolifts down the way. "I like what you did with the place. Very... unusual."

Siobahn laughed openly. "I'll get around to unpacking eventually. Hopefully once a new CMO arrives I'll get some more down time so I'll be able to dedicate a little more time to other leisurely pursuits."

He let her enter the turbolift first and couldn't help but marvel at her beautiful figure in the dress she chose to wear. He followed her inside and told the computer to take them to the main promenade deck where the most popular restaurants and attractions were housed. "Oh is that what's been keeping you from doing that?" He chuckled softly as he made eye contact with her to let her know he was playing around.

Siobahn laughed and nodded her head. "That's my story and I'm sticking to it!" she exclaimed. "So what do you feel like for dinner? Have you seen the options on the promenade?"

"I've only been to one but that was kind of a dive bar called the Blue Flamingo. I did see one place called that looked like it served Italian food. I didn't get the name of the place but it had a cool little water stream that snakes past the outside tables. How does that sound?"

"I'll never say no to Italian," she replied with a laugh. "I had lunch in Legacies with Captain Warrington the other day. The food was great, but it was so loud and so busy."

They made their way to the restaurant that turned out to be called Luigi's. They got a table and were seated in a room that felt quaint, with stucco walls that had intentional deteriorations, revealing brick wall behind it. Each table had a candle in an orange glass. The waiter came in short order and greeted them. "Welcome to Luigi's! What may I get you to drink?"

"I'll have a glass of wine, whatever you recommend is fine," Siobahn said said with a smile before she turned back toward Brad.

"Make that two," Brad said as he glanced back at her. The waiter nodded and went off in the direction of the kitchen. "Wine is a good choice. It always improves a given situation, don't you think?"

"It can, it also makes me sleepy," she laughed in response. "I don't really drink much at all, so I'm a bit of a light weight."

Brad gave her a sidelong glance as he smiled, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "You didn't say that even remotely believable."

Siobahn laughed and shook her head. "No, it's actually true. I also have a bad habit of forgetting to eat during the day which doesn't help." The two glasses of wine were placed on the table and Siobahn smiled at the waiter, offering her thanks before picking it up and taking a sip. "It isn't bad actually."

"So what you're saying is that if I were in your shoes, my professional medical opinion would be to eat more consistent meals so you can enjoy the finer side of wines more often?" Owens picked up his own glass from the stem and took a sip of his own, savoring the rich flavor notes. "Mmm that's good."

"Well, they do say that a glass of wine a day keeps the doctor away," Siobahn said with a laugh.

"Better him than me," he replied quickly. He took another sip of the rich red wine. "So tell me what brought you out to this remote area of space. And don't tell me it's because you wanted to help people."

"After I came back from the Delta Quadrant I was offered a tenure at Starfleet Medical to teach at the Academy." She shrugged slightly as her fingers splayed around the base of the wine glass and she turned it slightly, watching the deep red liquid swirl. "I turned it down, so someone decided my skill set would be beneficial here."

"Why did you turn it down? That sounds like a golden opportunity for someone of your field."

"Honestly, after spending 18 months planetside, I wanted to be among the stars again. I like being out here." She glanced toward the windows along the side of the promenade.

Brad nodded in understanding. Starfleet officers had a desire to seek out the unknown and embrace the mysteries of the universe. Being cooped up on a rock wasn't an ideal duty assignment. "I can't argue with that." A short time later their food arrived and was placed gently onto the table. Steam rose from his shrimp alfredo with angel hair pasta. "What did you get again?"

She looked down at her plate and smiled. "Asiago tortellini carbonara with blackened chicken," she replied, picking up a piece of garlic bread and tearing a small bit of the edge. "It smells incredible."

"They both smell incredible," he amended with a smile. He twisted his fork around the pasta and took a large bite. He finished before asking, "So what do you do for fun when you aren't swamped with work?"

There was a moment of silence before Siobahn laughed softly and shook her head. "You know, I keep forgetting I have access to holodecks now. They aren't really a thing on Dalacar, I guess they never needed them. I used to spend my free time either studying or on the beaches. They really did have the most amazing beaches. I should see if I can find any of the old holodeck programs I used to like. Do you like horseback riding?" She swirled up a bite of pasta with practiced ease, raising her fork to her lips. "I used to love riding along the cliffs," she said before taking the bite.

One of Brad's eyebrows curled upward as he listened. He didn't know the first thing about horseback riding, but it might be an opportunity to share something with her. It was a risk, considering that it could either go well or he'd make a fool of himself. "I've never been riding, actually. There wasn't much to do growing up so I delved into boxing in my spare time. Riding sounds really interesting though. I'd definitely be up for a lesson." He gave her a playful smile. "The beach also sounds like a really fun way to relax."

"Dalacar had some of the most incredible beaches I've ever seen in the universe," she said with a smile before scooping up another forkful of her pasta. "What about you? What do you do in your down time? Aside from chat up medical officers?"

"Well, when I'm not saving the Federation on a daily basis I enjoy a good game of dom'jot. Have you ever played?" He skewered a shrimp with his fork and brought it into his mouth, savoring the rich butter and garlic flavor.

"I played a few times when I was at the Academy, but other than that, not really." She shifted the pasta around idly on her plate. "My life is really rather boring," she said with a soft laugh, shaking her head before she turned her attention back to finishing her meal.

"Sounds like you just need a little fire in it," he said as he took a sip of wine. How someone in Starfleet could be so reserved, while being exposed to different parts of the galaxy and other intelligence species, truly confounded him. That didn't stop him from grinning at her as he set down the wine glass and picked up his fork again.

Finishing her glass of wine, Siobahn set the glass on the table. "I have enough fire," she replied with a smirk, flicking her flame red hair back over her shoulder. "But you're right, I should probably take a look at the holodecks and book some time, you know, if I ever get any real down time."

"The key to being in Starfleet is making the time for yourself. Otherwise you'll be like our chief engineer. Have you met that guy? He's consumed by work and isn't very personable."

"Was he the one in the briefing?" Siobahn asked curiously, pushing her plate away. "I haven't really met much of the staff at all. I did meet the Marine CO, he seemed nice enough, and I met you. Oh, and I had lunch with Captain Warrington, I think that's probably the limit of who I've met so far."

"Do you really need to meet anyone else since you've met me?" he asked with his eyes fixed on his twirling fork as he tried to keep the laughter from creeping up from his chest.

Siobahn tipped her head to one side, watching him carefully before tipping her head to the other until she caught his quizzical expression. "Sorry, looking to see if I could actually see your head swelling with your own self importance, or if it's just your ego inflating within," she shot back, suppressing a smile.

"I'll have you know that I take regular hypo injections for that ego condition," he said playfully as he finished up the pasta on his plate. "Besides, you look like a gal that could use a little excitement in her life." He liked that she was playful back with him and he enjoyed where this was going.

"Are you saying I look dull and boring?" she countered, raising an eyebrow, still fighting back the laughter.

As they rose to leave the restaurant, he gently placed a hand at the small of her back as they walked. He pursed his lips to hide a chuckle and instead gave a half shrug and said, "That depends on how the rest of the night goes."


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