
Terilynn beams up to the bar of the new Ten Forward TEN!!! The large station floats in high synchronous orbit over Romulus and its capitol city. The Tal Shiar has been busy at work, the place is rigged with so many bugs she can feel the buzzing of the air.
Oh well – nothing they can learn that they don't already know. They're just voyeurs any way. Besides – bug smashing will be a great sport for the gang and it'll keep my heelz sharp.
Once again everything seems to have made the trip, The Captains' belongings, Saj, the pool table – although now it appears as though it's been rigged – the dabo wheel and the very large and very overbearing "death ray" which seems to have become everyone's favorite toaster. Next to it now sits a table filled with sliced breads, English muffins, marshmallows (with chocolate and graham crackers for s'mores of course) and a panini press with a selection of thinly sliced meats and cheeses.
Uh, go figure. Paninis? I didn't know Rommies were into paninis. Cool.
Young Ensign Redshirt beams in….without pants. Seems that the ladies at The Targ and Duck have had their way with him again and he has been left with only his red Starfleet shirt and very nice pari of red underwear…Terilynn smiles brightly.
Nice to know that Williams is back in form isn't it YER?
The Ensign blushes and turns to go put on another pair of pants.
Wait YER! Leave those off for a bit, would ya? I just got you a pair of chaps and I uh…Well – you just wait right there, okay?
Everything else has made the trip and has found a place in the structured and clean halls of this Romulan designed place. The floor is a beautifully tiled mosaic of the great Seal of the Romulan Star Empire – a large red stripe – The Neutral Zone – passes through it.
I always wondered why a people defined themselves by their self-imposed border…Oh well – c'est la vie.
A small, portable thalaron weapon is poised next to Pink2D2 and RoboCup, the juke box made it as well…
Before grabbing YER by the arm to "break in the place" she drops a quarter in the machine and presses M-13
http://www.youtube.c...h?v=ovH46-o0rLw
She is swept off her feet by Young Ensign Redshirt…she smiles wickedly and caresses his cheek…
They should know where the booze is by now….
She begins to sing softly….
We are no monsters, we're moral people
and yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendour of our achievement
Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss….

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