Off Duty

Posted on Sun Dec 26th, 2021 @ 4:20pm by Lieutenant Commander Andromeda Lightfeather

Mission: Shoreleave
Location: Various
Timeline: Current

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After the Endurance had docked and the crew had begun to disembark Andi too followed suit, she had called ahead and booked a berth on the station, quarters of the ship would be vastly different to the ones on the ship. With a carry on bag, she headed straight to her temporary quarters.

A short time later she entered her quarters and dropped her back on the bed and went to the station's computer to see what facilities the place had and to check for any messages that had come in during her transition from the ship to her quarters.

After a cup of herbal tea, she looked up the events that were happening on the station, as it had come that time of year they were all yuletide events, she scrolled through the list and came across a classic disco party, it would play old seasonal music and party songs and real alcohol, but spaces were going fast, so she booked herself in, but period clubwear was a requirement for this function. Researching what period of clothing was required, it came up and she smiled this outfit she could easily replicate, but she was dubious about the shoes, but as she pulled up the styles of the mid to late 21st century she chose a cute dress and matching heels, she would need to do her makeup appropriately for the occasion.

Later that same evening...

Two hours prior to going out she had replicated what she considered a nice dress, it was a red cocktail number, went down to mid-thigh, had shoulder straps and a neckline that showed the politically correct amount visible up top, the dress flared out at the bottom.



She had done her makeup prior to putting the dress on, she was lucky she had a great figure and a great pair of legs, but she still put on black pantyhose that darkened her legs, she wanted to party not pick up anyone. When she was satisfied she primped her hair and put in medium-sized hoops, now she proceeded to put her heeled shoes on, they like the dress was red high heeled and matched the dress, and just for show, she had a small clutch purse so she could put in some essentials.



Doing a final check of her hair and makeup she almost fell from being on such high heeled torture devices, but she had to admit that she looked great, she quickly adapted to the height of the shoes and in no time was walking like she wore such things regularly.

She entered the nearest lift, turning a few heads as she went, some were so comical that she had to hide a smile, well until the lift doors closed and then she openly laughed, she had made a good choice it would seem. "Promenade," she said when the lift doors closed and the lift whisked her to her destination.

- Club 21 -

After arriving on the Promenade still turning heads from both genders she arrived at Club 21 and gave her name, her light dark-tones skin and svelt figure got her many admiring glances, but she entered the club, and walked up to the Bar.

"I would like to start a Tab and a bottle of your strongest beer please?" She asked the barkeep who nodded and took her thumbprint for the Tab then brought her a vintage styled bottle, she took a sip of the cold drink to taste it, found that she liked it and knocked it back in a few gulps, then ordered another.

As the night went on the beer changed to the heavy stuff and she started flirting and dancing with most guys all of them were happy to buy an attractive female a drink at one time halfway through the night she fell in with a group of guys who challenged her to a drinking match. She drank them all under the table and put up a good facade but the room was spinning and the guys that could walk carried their inebriated companions out of the club with a cheery farewell and thanks for a good time.

Currently alone she ordered a shot of whiskey and downed that in one go and then was on the dance floor again, the music was a Club dance number from the early 21st Century, she did not know what the song was and in her current state, the beat and bass of the music made her sway on the dance floor, at various points a guy would come dance with her, but then leave when they realised she was unaware of their presence.

As the night wore on, more drinks went down her throat and the occasional drinking a guy under the table, she was well and truly drunk, things were a blur, the music was a hypnotic din and as the night wound down she ended up in a slow dance with some attractive guy, but nothing more happened, but in that moment of being in another's arms she felt relaxed and at peace, even if it was only a very slow dance. Eventually, the night was over and as the lights came up she gave her partner a dunk kiss and thanked him for the dance and then stumbled to the bar to pick up her clutch bag, she pulled out ten strips of platinum, it was more than what she had to drink, but she wanted the half-empty whiskey bottle, the bartender accepted and let her have the bottle, she gave him a smile and could barely stand, some Security helped her navigate the tables and to the door, she thanked them and stumbled out on shaky leg's heading to the nearest lift.

She finally got there and stumbled into the lift and when the doors closed "Levellll...fifty-five...ssssecchion...10...senior ovvicerssss quarters" she said swaying where she stood and looking puzzled as she tried to correlate what she said.

"Please state destination," the computer said in response to her request.

Feeling a little puzzled she summoned up all her will and repeated "level fifty-five section 10 senior officers quarters" she said and the list began to move, she knew in her current state it was hard to speak normally, so she took a healthy swig of the whiskey bottle and cringed as so much went down her throat in one go, she burped and got the giggles.

Eventually, the lift opened on her requested deck, she stumbled out and headed in the direction of her quarters, she passed other officers some worse off than she was, but she eventually made it back to her quarters giggling all the way as thoughts that seemed funny slipped into her inebriated brain, it took her six tries to open her door, she giggled each time she failed, eventually, she entered the room "Lights low" she said and the room's illumination brightened enough for her to see, she walked over to the cupboard and got a glass and went into her sleeping area where she kicked off her shoes and felt relief, she poured herself a large whiskey and knocked it back and got a buzz from it, then she did not manage to pour another drink after that as she fell backwards onto the bed and was out like a light still in her dress a testament to how drunk she was.

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