The Politically Correct Monster Mash (Open!)

[Kali Reyes]

[Holodeck Halloween Party!]

The thing about being part extraterrestrial was the culture wall that kept you from enjoying the finer things in life like candy and costumes and all sorts of spooky goodness that came with the human tradition of Halloween, and the other aliens none-the-wiser. Baffled, sure, and maybe a tad offended when a human saunters past the punch bowl dressed up as Legolas and thinking the ears are an affront to all Vulcans.

So the ears had to go. Kali tucked the prosthetics in her pocket and swung her baseball bat around like an intimidating bouncer at the door while inspecting crewmembers left and right for anything that could offend at least the core races of the Federation. Kali? She was a baseball player - a 1930's Racine Belle to be exact. No one aside from her grandmother would be offended by the short skort.

"A smurf?" Kali's gaze rove over Ensign Mathers' costume and she scrunched her eyebrows together in thought. The line was getting big, people were getting impatient, and someone had somehow devoured all the apples in the bobbing station. What a disaster. "The blue thing might offend Andorians. Wash it off and you can be albino smurf."

Mathers glared and huffed off, no doubt exing her off of any of his present lists for Christmas. Being Chief of Operations sucked.

And this party got big, but that may be because she managed to wrangle galaxy songstress Xalera to sing in the grand ballroom. Her woeful drawl of the emptiness of black holes and existential questioning of infinity and death complimented the theme she was trying to weave up. She just hoped the food itself would keep people from complaining about her collaring any potential PC threat - not that she wanted to do it in the first place anyways. It would have been so much better if this was an all-human event, but alas.

"Hey!" she greeted the next officers over. "Mind the noise! Nice costumes! Try the food, bob for missing apples, dance to Xalera, hide behind the tapestries, I don't care. Just enjoy the night!"

[Kirok]

[Holodeck Halloween Party!]

The thing about being part extraterrestrial was the culture wall that kept you from enjoying the finer things in life like candy and costumes and all sorts of spooky goodness that came with the human tradition of Halloween, and the other aliens none-the-wiser. Baffled, sure, and maybe a tad offended when a human saunters past the punch bowl dressed up as Legolas and thinking the ears are an affront to all Vulcans.

So the ears had to go. Kali tucked the prosthetics in her pocket and swung her baseball bat around like an intimidating bouncer at the door while inspecting crewmembers left and right for anything that could offend at least the core races of the Federation. Kali? She was a baseball player - a 1930's Racine Belle to be exact. No one aside from her grandmother would be offended by the short skort.

"A smurf?" Kali's gaze rove over Ensign Mathers' costume and she scrunched her eyebrows together in thought. The line was getting big, people were getting impatient, and someone had somehow devoured all the apples in the bobbing station. What a disaster. "The blue thing might offend Andorians. Wash it off and you can be albino smurf."

Mathers glared and huffed off, no doubt exing her off of any of his present lists for Christmas. Being Chief of Operations sucked.

And this party got big, but that may be because she managed to wrangle galaxy songstress Xalera to sing in the grand ballroom. Her woeful drawl of the emptiness of black holes and existential questioning of infinity and death complimented the theme she was trying to weave up. She just hoped the food itself would keep people from complaining about her collaring any potential PC threat - not that she wanted to do it in the first place anyways. It would have been so much better if this was an all-human event, but alas.

"Hey!" she greeted the next officers over. "Mind the noise! Nice costumes! Try the food, bob for missing apples, dance to Xalera, hide behind the tapestries, I don't care. Just enjoy the night!"

Kirok entered the room next.  Punctual as usual.  But not in a costume.

Instead he was dressed in his standard issue uniform.  Better to help make the acquaintance of his new crew members.  But in the spirit of the event, he did make one small alteration that would be considered by some work for a costume.

"Pardon, me.  I am Kirok.  Is this the correct place for the Halloween Party?" he asked the woman at the door.

[Jane D Angelo]

Jane's Quarters

Jane stood in front of the Mirror and looked critically at her costume. She wore what resembled leather armor made up of a corset style top with small shoulder guards and a short skirt attachment. she wore a large metal ring at her waist and a sword was slung at her back. She wondered if anyone would recognize her character. Satisfied, she flicked her freshly straightened hair and headed to the Holodeck where the Halloween party was being held.

Holodeck

Jane entered the Holodeck and looked around. She saw several members of the crew including their new Ops Chief and a Vulcan she did not recognise wearing an Admiral's uniform. She assumed he was their new Commanding Officer. She went over to where Reyes was standing, wearing a outfit from the AAGPBL, a Racine Belle if her memory was correct. Having seen them in the Hall of Fame.

"Hey Reyes. Didn't know you were a baseball fan? You're a Racine Belle, Right?" She asked

[Kali Reyes]

Kirok entered the room next.  Punctual as usual.  But not in a costume.

Instead he was dressed in his standard issue uniform.  Better to help make the acquaintance of his new crew members.  But in the spirit of the event, he did make one small alteration that would be considered by some work for a costume.

"Pardon, me.  I am Kirok.  Is this the correct place for the Halloween Party?" he asked the woman at the door.

Another Vulcan without a costume. Kali smiled with mild exasperation. "It couldn't have hurt you to get in the festive spirit could it, Admiral?" It was a light jib of course, but she won't be held responsible if some inebriated sailor decided that Kirok was costumed as a Vulcan instead of being the real deal.

"Hey Reyes. Didn't know you were a baseball fan? You're a Racine Belle, Right?" She asked

"Hey!" Kali greeted over Kirok's shoulder. "Good eye. I was gonna be a Rockford Peach, but pink just looks horrible on me. Xena, right? I wanna say Xena. Unless it isn't, and your Artemis or Diana or whatever, there's a whole pantheon of Greek gods manning the punch bowl over there."

[Jane D Angelo]

Another Vulcan without a costume. Kali smiled with mild exasperation. "It couldn't have hurt you to get in the festive spirit could it, Admiral?" It was a light jib of course, but she won't be held responsible if some inebriated sailor decided that Kirok was costumed as a Vulcan instead of being the real deal.

"Hey!" Kali greeted over Kirok's shoulder. "Good eye. I was gonna be a Rockford Peach, but pink just looks horrible on me. Xena, right? I wanna say Xena. Unless it isn't, and your Artemis or Diana or whatever, there's a whole pantheon of Greek gods manning the punch bowl over there."

Jane laughed.

"Yeah you're right. Though I still think they would have been better allowing the girls to wear leggings or something. And Yes I'm Xena. I was wondering if anyone would get it. Still it's your classic badass woman!" She replied with a grin.

[Kirok]

Another Vulcan without a costume. Kali smiled with mild exasperation. "It couldn't have hurt you to get in the festive spirit could it, Admiral?" It was a light jib of course, but she won't be held responsible if some inebriated sailor decided that Kirok was costumed as a Vulcan instead of being the real deal.

"I assume you to be Ms. Reyes.  Correct?  If so, it is acceptable to meet you" Kiork replied and offered the woman a slight bow and one to Jane as well.

"I never understood that saying" Kirok replied.  "But I am in costume.  Can you guess what I man be?" he asked.

[Kali Reyes]

Jane laughed.

"Yeah you're right. Though I still think they would have been better allowing the girls to wear leggings or something. And Yes I'm Xena. I was wondering if anyone would get it. Still it's your classic badass woman!" She replied with a grin.

"And they say obsessing over classical holovids would melt your brain," Kali replied with a triumphant thump of her bat against her palm. "You've got the amazonian thing going down pat, Jane. Don't hurt the little guys, yeah?" she teased.

"I assume you to be Ms. Reyes.  Correct?  If so, it is acceptable to meet you" Kiork replied and offered the woman a slight bow and one to Jane as well.

"I never understood that saying" Kirok replied.  "But I am in costume.  Can you guess what I man be?" he asked.

She mock-saluted him. It was a party, not a formal ceremony after all. "You're in your uniform," she pointed out, a bit confused. "Is this a trick question?" Her head tilted to the side as she wondered if maybe he was wearing the wrong uniform - like a medical officer masquerading as security.

[Kirok]

She mock-saluted him. It was a party, not a formal ceremony after all. "You're in your uniform," she pointed out, a bit confused. "Is this a trick question?" Her head tilted to the side as she wondered if maybe he was wearing the wrong uniform - like a medical officer masquerading as security.

"One might say that it is" Kirok admitted.  He bowed his head slightly.  "Captain Briggs said that you were sharp" he added a bit more quietly.

"Would you care to guess what the trick might be?" he prompted.  "I will give you a hint.  The true lies in the blue irises of my eyes" he said.

[Kali Reyes]

"One might say that it is" Kirok admitted.  He bowed his head slightly.  "Captain Briggs said that you were sharp" he added a bit more quietly.

"Would you care to guess what the trick might be?" he prompted.  "I will give you a hint.  The true lies in the blue irises of my eyes" he said.

Kali flinched then quickly recovered before she could look anymore stricken by Captain Briggs' departure. "Not sharp enough, I guess." She didn't mean for it to sound barbed, but when what was left of Phoenix started to merge with them, it seemed to out plenty of officers out like Briggs and Bixox. She had thought they'd last at least for a year. She was wrong. Very, very wrong.

Kali pretended not to care at the Captain's mention and placed a finger to her lips in consideration. "Ah. Wrong department. That's actually... pretty good for a Vulcan. Most don't even bother."