"So, when do we ship out?"
I looked up from the table in the bar to see Pana sitting beside me, carrying drinks for everyone at the table. That consisted of her, myself, Greg, and Nina.
Pana was tall and tan, with long blonde hair and straight cut bangs. Out of all of us, she had the most bubbly personality. She was an engineer in Starfleet.
Greg was our science guy. He was an android with an emotion chip. Not as tall as Pana, but well built, with brown hair. His personality was more withdrawn, and anti-social. It was rare if we could convince him to come out and have a drink with us.
Nina was the youngest, and was still in Starfleet academy to be a pilot. She was also the shortest and had curly brown hair.
Then, there was me. I'm a doctor in Starfleet, focusing on psychiatry. My name is Alexys, and I'm 5'8'' with wavy black hair. I'm sarcastic and a bit of a smart ass, but it helps to get my job done. Starfleet usually puts me in the position of 'counselor'.
And after the Narada incident a few years ago, there were a lot of people who needed counseling.
"In about a month." Nina responded to Pana's earlier question, taking one of the drinks from Pana and sipping it.
"So another month to drag everyone out to bars before we all go to our imminent deaths." Pana sighed. I smiled slightly, shaking my head.
"If you are so sure that you will die in space, why did you enlist in the first place?" Greg asked. Pana shrugged.
"Nothing better to do."
Pana was originally from Andoria, but she wasn't Andorian. She was adopted at a young age by an Andorian woman, named L'Yr'Ian. I'd only seen L'Yr'Ian about twice in my life.
"What about you, Greg? Why'd you enlist?" Nina asked curiously. Greg glanced from Pana to her before grabbing a drink.
"I assumed my services would be well suited for Starfleet. After all, I am an android. My skills surpass those of a regular human's."
"... So you're saying you're superior to us?"
Nina and Greg frequently had this argument.
"That was not what I implied. I simply said that my skills were of a higher capacity."
"... Which is basically saying you're superior." Nina said.
Pana glanced over to me, smirking slightly before taking a large sip of her drink. I shook my head in response, ignoring Greg and Nina's argument.
"Nina, let's just solve this now- Greg's superior. Moving on." Pana said suddenly. Nina looked over and glared.
"What, just because he's a computer, that makes him superior?"
"Yes, now stop talking. You're giving me a headache." I mumbled. Nina rolled her eyes, standing up.
"I'm getting another drink."
Pana snorted and smiled widely, glancing between me and Greg. "Well that went nicely."
Greg remained silent, raising an eyebrow instead.
"Kind of makes you glad she's still in the academy, huh?" Pana asked.
"It actually sort of alarms me that she wants to be a captain someday." Greg murmured. Pana snorted again, laughing as some of her drink sprayed from her mouth. Greg rolled his eyes.
I smiled slightly, sipping my drink as I watched them. In one month we wouldn't be able to do this for the next five years.
Some nights, I wouldn't miss this.