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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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Oh, you know. Socializing. Meeting new people, the works.

Hmm. Anyone interesting?

_{[ He waggled his brows at her. ]}

No, not like that.

[ very light, playful push ]

I did meet Steve Rogers, though. Do you know him? He's really nice.

Oh! Yeah, I've talked to him. He came down with me planet-side to help gather some samples. He is quite nice. Almost has a better smile than me too.

_{[ He mock pursed his lips, as if this were upsetting and frightening
news. ]}

We could hold a pageant if you want, to see who would win.

Shhh, you'll give Atroma more ideas on things to do with us!

_{[ He may be joking. He may not. Either way he's giving Kara a light
shove too. ]}

Maybe that's my intent. There's always a swimsuit competition, you know.

If all you want to see me in a swimsuit, Kara, you just have to ask. I bet Winn could make me a pageant worthy one, even.

I'm not sure he'd want to...

Heh, maybe not. And truthfully I'm not a speedo man myself.

Uh-huh. Sure.

[ she's teasing ]

They just really don't do anything for my butt. But if you want I can prove it to you...

_{[ He shakes his head and sips his beer. ]}

I think I'm okay. At least until we get to a beach planet.

One can only hope that's the next one. Think we deserve it after the station and this planet.

You're telling me. I need a mai tai on the beach like, stat.

If we can come across the right stuff, I should make you a Carnessian Sunrise sometime.

Is that a kind of drink? Because I need it, stat.

Haha yeah, from my time. It's yellow and red, tastes sweet - but it's stronger than a Mai Tai.

Now, if you want to knock yourself out, I'd find you some Romulan Ale.

We might need that. Invulnerability is one of my powers.

Yeah, well, I'm worried I'm almost at that point myself so that makes two of us.

Your poor liver?

Maybe. I think it's in better shape than it was before, all things considered.

Before what?

_{[ He blinked, as if surprised that she was asking, or that he had
given away so much. In truth, only one person in the entire Fleet knew what
had happened to him and that was Beverly Crusher. But after speaking with
Winn, with the other unloading like he had, he had begun to wonder if he
shouldn't tell someone else. He had told Beverly because of a medical
standpoint, or so he told himself - someone needed to know that he wasn't
quite all himself anymore. He sipped his drink, to buy himself time,
slashing a smile onto his face. ]}

It's kind of a morbid topic over a couple of beers. Let's just say I had a bad accident a year ago.

Oh. Right. Well, another time, then. But I'm glad you're recovered.