" Admirer "
(Previous Post was Ashley's "Clothes Trauma")

Setting: VALLA ROYAL, Quarters
Stardate: 63076.0600

The young woman stepped into the living room, fresh from having taken a long and soothing sonic shower… the starlight from the nearby window seemed to make her fully exposed form radiate with a gentle glow only adding to the charms that the redhead already possessed.

"I think the VALLA ROYAL has rules against anyone looking *that* hot," a feminine voice playfully expressed from the shadows of the young woman's bedroom.

Rikar chuckled as she made her way to her closet and scanned through the various dresses that hung there, each one more delicate and alluring then the next.  "Not according to some of the patrons," the sultry redhead stated, a devious smile having formed on her pink lips.  "That Andorian Ambassador was rather stunned when he saw me in *this*," the young woman added as she gently caressed the red fabric of one of the dresses.  "And that young Lieutenant took less than 15 minutes to ask me to marry him when he saw me in *that* dress," she continued as he fingers traveled to a delicate black garment.

=/\= Samantha?  Are we still on for breakfast?  I have a table reserved for us at the Celestial Temple restaurant, =/\= a cheerful male voice suddenly filled the room.

"Yummy," the voice from the shadows sarcastically countered.  "Bajoran mush for breakfast."

"I will be right there," the young woman replied as a huge grin came to grace her features.  "Just give me a moment to put something on."

=/\= You don't have to do that on my account, =/\= the man on the other side of the communication's channel promptly announced, amuzement in his words.

"He has absolutely *no* class," the hidden woman countered, the disgust in her voice all too apparent.

"I will meet you there in 15 minutes, Samantha out," the young woman stated in an amorous tone before she closed the channel and turned to speak to the voice from the shadows.  "He's a nice man; you should not be so quick to judge him."

"He's a Pythron pup who is still wet behind the ears," the unseen woman growled.  "He's likely trying to find out how to get you off the station and into the cage of an Orion slave dealer."

"You are just jealous," Rikar countered as she selected an outfit for her to wear, one that would tantalize her companion while not bringing everyone within the entire orbital station to a grinding halt.

"You are being careless, and that will lead to trouble," the voice warned sternly.

"I can take care of myself… computer... *lights*," Rikar said to end the conversation and give herself the light she required to finish getting ready.  Once dressed, the young woman freshened up, applied some makeup and exited her empty quarters without looking back.

Sabrina Jones

Samantha Rikar
Dabo Girl

Once known as…
Captain Sabrina Rikar
Commanding Officer