Jonathan and T'Pol entered the common room of the inn to find it bustling
with activity. Traders from all different planets were there, including a
couple of Ferengi and a greenish-looking creature with two mouths.
A few groups were playing what looked like card games, with some dice- rolling added in here and there. Most talked with each other, however, the most interesting spectacle was the group dancing in the center of the room.
The tune was like a traditional Indian beat, and the dancers followed it without missing a step. The dance was complicated, and danced only by natives of the planet, for it was difficult for others to learn. None of the traders paid them any mind.
Trip, Hoshi, Travis, and Malcolm were already seated at a table in the far corner to allow for some privacy
Archer, dressed similarly to the other men, escorted his Science Officer (with as little physical contact as possible) to the table. His senior officers all stood when they reached the table, partly because he was their Captain, and partly because T'Pol was simply stunning.
Her dress, both like and unlike Hoshi's, consisted of a bodice and a long skirt, and was a color of dark lilac, like dusk. The picture was one of a dusting of stars, which were indeed gems that caught the light and sparkled like the stars they represented, each one a different color. Constellations were connected by a single thread each, so the line was barely visible. The dress,(like Hoshi's) ended in a long skirt, its hem sweeping the ground.
"As you were", Archer told them as he pulled T'Pol's chair out for and then took his own seat. "We have, I'm told, an excellent dinner on its way."
"Great, I'm starvin'", Trip let them know.
"Oh, me too," Travis exclaimed, rubbing his hands together.
Over an indeed delicious dinner of some lentil casserole-type dish, they discussed plans for the following day. Trip would be heading back to Enterprise to assist with repairs. Hoshi was going to try out her ear with some of the interesting dialects around, and Travis and Malcolm were planning on hitting some of the markets to see what was to see. Archer had a meeting with another captain he had made early that day, and asked T'Pol to join him. She nodded in assent, and with that dinner ended, and the group broke up, each going separate ways, with the exception of T'Pol, who stuck to Archer's side.
A few groups were playing what looked like card games, with some dice- rolling added in here and there. Most talked with each other, however, the most interesting spectacle was the group dancing in the center of the room.
The tune was like a traditional Indian beat, and the dancers followed it without missing a step. The dance was complicated, and danced only by natives of the planet, for it was difficult for others to learn. None of the traders paid them any mind.
Trip, Hoshi, Travis, and Malcolm were already seated at a table in the far corner to allow for some privacy
Archer, dressed similarly to the other men, escorted his Science Officer (with as little physical contact as possible) to the table. His senior officers all stood when they reached the table, partly because he was their Captain, and partly because T'Pol was simply stunning.
Her dress, both like and unlike Hoshi's, consisted of a bodice and a long skirt, and was a color of dark lilac, like dusk. The picture was one of a dusting of stars, which were indeed gems that caught the light and sparkled like the stars they represented, each one a different color. Constellations were connected by a single thread each, so the line was barely visible. The dress,(like Hoshi's) ended in a long skirt, its hem sweeping the ground.
"As you were", Archer told them as he pulled T'Pol's chair out for and then took his own seat. "We have, I'm told, an excellent dinner on its way."
"Great, I'm starvin'", Trip let them know.
"Oh, me too," Travis exclaimed, rubbing his hands together.
Over an indeed delicious dinner of some lentil casserole-type dish, they discussed plans for the following day. Trip would be heading back to Enterprise to assist with repairs. Hoshi was going to try out her ear with some of the interesting dialects around, and Travis and Malcolm were planning on hitting some of the markets to see what was to see. Archer had a meeting with another captain he had made early that day, and asked T'Pol to join him. She nodded in assent, and with that dinner ended, and the group broke up, each going separate ways, with the exception of T'Pol, who stuck to Archer's side.