D'Nesh of Orion

Not really.

Do you mean looking good in one of the outfits and being charming and fun as well as knowing what I'm doing with the dabo wheel?

Constable Soong would probably have the call from my former lover since he's the one who arrested me. Lieutenant Karl Orsa can vouch for my leaving the Syndicate. Ambassador Dhael t'Khev can vouch for my change of heart.

I understand. I promise I won't give you any trouble. I'll work hard to earn every strip.

Well...that's an issue. I used to work for the Syndicate. I was even a boss for a while, but...my former lover turned me in and I lost everything. I was confined for three months, which gave me a lot of time to think. I did to others what was done to me...

I came to apply for a job. I can do almost anything, but I'd like to be a dabo girl.

Oh, good.

*She took Treir's hand and shook it.*

I'm D'Nesh.

Yes, ma'am. I'm looking for Treir and Zhyi'Ahne.

Quite well.

Hopefully more on my feet financially again, maybe married with kids.

I'm not sure. Right now, I can barely support myself, much less think about being a colonist.

arranged. The bar was clean and appeared to not yet be stocked. That would change as they approached opening night. She called out, hoping that either @mistresstreir.bsky.social or @orionloungepartner.bsky.social, preferably both, would answer.*

a dabo girl since dabo girls seemed to earn the most money. Deciding to apply to be a dabo girl, she turned in the direction of the lounge and began to briskly walk, hoping it would be open for applications. She soon arrived and walked in. The tables and chairs had arrived and were awaiting being ->

*After leaving Aurora Travis in the shuttle bay to enjoy her new ship, D'Nesh walked to the Plaza, thinking. She had heard that a new lounge was opening up and needed employees. Every position was open, so she could possibly have her pick, limited only by her skills. She hoped, though, to become -->

Sounds good. It does need some work after being planetside for a while. Anyway, I do have something I have to do, so I'll see you later, I guess.

No problem, kid. Like I said, I won't be needing it anymore so you might as well have it.

Good arrangement to me.

*She boarded the ship and went to its bridge while Aurora went back to the shuttle. Both lifted off and met in orbit. From there, it was just a quick warp jump back to the station.*

configuration that deflects long-range scans. It has a transporter pad, a small sickbay, and two shuttlecraft.

It's a Virayllan-class raider, 220 meters long and 350 meters wide. It has a crew capacity of 12 and a maximum warp factor of 8.7. It has two forward torpedo launchers, two forward plasma charge emitters, and disruptors. It's defended by deflector shields and a sensor baffler as well as a hull -->

If you're looking for it, it's well-hidden. Follow me.

*She led her to a spot where the forest concealed a ship, 220 meters long and about 350 meters wide. It was unmistakably a Virayllan-class raider.*

There it is. It's yours, kid.

Alright, bring it down to these coordinates.

*She then told him the coordinates of the ship's location on the planet.*

That sounds good to me. Let's go.

I guess so.

It's hidden down on the planet. I can't say any more because I don't want anyone to accidentally overhear, but I'll guide you to where it is.

I still don't understand, but okay. I do have an old Virayllan stowed away in a spot only I know. I can just let you have it. I won't be needing it anymore.

Such as?

W-What?! What would a Starfleet officer need with a Virayllan-class raider?!

I do. Why?

Business? You're aware I don't *have* a business anymore, right?

The thought did cross my mind...

*She stood, hands folded behind her back, dressed in an attractive dress, modest by Orion standards but still too revealing for some.*