Talia Ohnari

Wait, now is that the Ops motto?!

Martantathru: Good! ::he barked out.:: I hope Chennel finds us. Then I wouldn't have to deal with you and I could go back to work. That's it. I'm punching him. Out an airlock.

::Rustyy scrunched up his nose. He didn’t mind much, but ugly ladies feeling up his girlfriend was something he did mind. Those were his engines! Well property of Starfleet, commanded by Sally, and he was just maintenance man but still - that was his lady friend. Not that he’d slept with her or anything… Yet.:: Um...no one let Rustyy be alone in engineering...ever.

*sniffsniff* Mirra is so proud...

You heard the man.

Ah c'mon man!! ::facepalms::

Ezo: ::grumbling:: Hate coffee...never again..::grimacing slightly:: You're beard is scratchy. How do you live with scratchy hair all over...? Nijil: ::completely deadpan.:: It’s grown on me. ::the painful tongue-in-cheek comment was to much to pass up.::

Chennel: This station is now under new management. Can we file a complaint against that...like...forever?

Hey!! I...uh...resemble that statement...?

Bring it.

Step One: Drink your weight in Romulan Ale Step Two:...I don't really remember....

Duh.

"I got felt up by Wannis and all I got was this diplomacy ribbon" And probably like...three decon showers....

Tatash: Why can't you Risians keep your damned clothes -on-? a true question for the ages.

Thank goodness he clarified. I was worried for a moment

Congratulations to the both of you! Very well done!!

Who let him in there?!?

This quip from our fearless leader: The wedding pictures are truly beautiful. I didn't know they made veils in Starbase size.

Kasun: You won’t be able to hide forever you know. :: She smiled.:: People here are like barnacles, once they’ve found you they’ve suctioned on and it takes a hellish amount of effort to get them off. But we're loveable parasites....I think...I dont know, I'm confused...

Taelon: ::He laughed.:: I’m glad humans seem to be so casual about it. I looked it up and the definition is really, well, official sounding…there were all these rules. ::He drew his brows together.:: And something about bases. Are there games involved? Yes. Always.

Tatash: Me? I was ships councillor. Agony aunt to all. In what universe...? "You're sad? Quit your whining. Sissy."

::The bouncer nodded in response and looked a little relieved, Marine officers tended to stay on base unless they had a reason to venture off into boozy establishments and collar some misbehaving troops. This was firmly the opposite, he had every intention of throwing back some shots and misbehaving himself.:: If Tatash doesn't get into a drunken mechanical arm wrestling competition I don't want to live on this planet anymore.

Major Tatash: "Ellen Ripley, eat your heart out" Ripley!