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star trek: voyager - b'elanna torres

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[ she retrieves the yellow-lined sun hat quickly, and lifts it in oh-please-try-to-get-away-from-me-again triumph while she dusts sand from it and plants it firmly back on her head.

b'elanna tromps back over to her towel and lounges underneath her umbrella before noticing that her device has decided to choose today to spy on her. when normally she might scowl and break it (again), today b'elanna just smirks. ]

Oh no, you're not ruining this for me. I'm not letting go of a chance to sunbathe and pretend that I'm not here.

[ oh, look at that nummy margarita she's not sharing. sip, ahhh. ]

I'll be enjoying this while it lasts. Don't look for me at the labs.

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[ lucy is out enjoying the sun as well, lying not too far from b'elanna in a yellow bikini with white polka dots. she's got giant sunglasses on and a huge white sunhat with a black band around it. her drink is more the pina colada version, but the thought is the same. ]

Unfortunately, if history can be trusted, it's probably only going to last today.

Yeah, I was told it lasted three days last time?

[ long sip. ]

I'm trying to not think about it, honestly. Lucy, right?

We got super lucky that time. [ she sighs wistfully ]

Yeah. That's me. B'Elanna, yes?

[ she remembers when B'Elanna came into the city, but she hasn't talked much to her since then. ]

Nice to know you're a fellow sun worshipper.

[ she nods her affirmation and laughs a little. ]

That's right. Trust me when I say it really couldn't be too warm and these aren't as bad as I expected. [ she lifts up her drink again. ] Though I'm still getting used to real alcohol.

Oh gosh. No. Margaritas are true facts awesome. I'm more a fan of the strawberry and mango varieties because I've got a sweet tooth, but margaritas equal amazing.

[ that piques her interests immediately. she's got something of a sweet tooth herself. ]

Strawberry, hmm? I had no idea.

I'll order us one here a bit. [~~because we are going to pretend there's a bar on this beach. maybe even cabana boys~~.]

You'll never go back to plain margaritas.

[ won't be at the labs, eh? who approved that? tease tease. ]

Taking a bit of shore leave, Lieutenant?

[ b'elanna can't help but chuckle. ]

It's a little nicer than the Holodeck, except the fact that it'll be gone soon...

Just think of it as a malfunction the repair crews are taking their time fixing. The holodecks do, after all, frequently get bumped down to the bottom of the list.

Well, if we could find someone to point us in the direction of the energy source for the weather, that would make a lot of things easier.

[ but this is good-mood b'elanna, so she smiles teasingly. ]

For now, this breath of fresh air will do.

Add locating that to your to do list.

[ no arguing with that. after all, on voyager, "fresh air" was sometimes a rarity, depending on what part of space they were traveling in. sometimes beaming down to a planet for a lungful of natural atmosphere was impossible. ]

I'd say careful not to burn, but with that Klingon DNA of yours, you'll likely just tan and put the rest of us to shame.

[ meanwhile, she of the irish background is going to be turning a shade of red later. ]

[ b'elanna smiles; she could use a little adventure. when it gets warmer for longer, of course. ]

Even if I did burn, it would be better than the frostbite I've been suffering the last months.

True, and I'm sure a little sunburn's nothing compared to plasma burns.

[ there were a couple medkits floating around engineering for a reason. ]

I'd say I miss those but I would trade even this in, honestly.

You and I both.

[ Because life is never that easy, Q will appear laid out on a towel next to her (had there been someone else there?), suddenly wearing her hat, her margarita in his hand. He's wearing this, and navy bermuda shorts, out of uniform for once because it is insanely hot.

Anyway, sorry about that? ]

Don't mind if I do. Why, Lieutenant, you look ravishing.

[ suppressing a groan (because that would mean she's acknowledging his presence), b'elanna clears her throat. she really likes that hat, q. ]

I changed my mind. You're going right into the water, traitor.

[ b'elanna grabs the device and gives it a strong chuck. then she very quickly attempts to snatch her hat back off of q's hat -- ugh, she didn't want to make eye contact...

stop looking at her like that, q. just stop. ]

[ He dodges back, careful not to splash himself in the progress. ]

Ah ah ah. No grabbing. Grabbing is bad. You'll muss up my do.

[ He reaches up and lifts the hat off his own head, lifting it out toward her, at arm's length. Quite the waste of a trick just to give it back, but he's done his flashy appearance, any more annoying he can be is just sprinkles on top. ]

[ surprised by his willingness to return it, b'elanna takes it carefully but doesn't return it to her head. instead, she scowls as much as she can manage. ]

Why do you do that, anyway?

[ b'elanna smiles, leans back and pulls up a new glass to pour more liquid heaven into. ]

[ He sips the margarita, since she has a replacement, and leans back slightly, propping himself on one elbow. She's in a remarkably pleasant mood, despite the scowl. It must be the sunshine. (Make a note in the ship's log: catnip for Klingons.) ]

Why do I do what?

[ If this is more of bipeds seeing right through him, he's going to quit life. Okay, not really, but see--this is why he doesn't spend long periods of time in one place, why he hates getting tied down. It's difficult to be a trickster when people know what you're really up to. ]

Try to give me a heart attack every time we talk?

[ he can calm down, he's still all powerful and great and whatever. cheater. ]

[ Good so long as it stays that way. He looks her over for a moment longer, then turns the glare of his attention down a few notches. ]

How would you rather I appear? Wafting in from the nether, perhaps? I do a wonderful impression of a burning bush.

[ smirk. ]

Fire would be a good look for you.

Oh ha ha. I'd show you just how good a look, but I'm hot enough already. Maybe when the snow comes back.

[ Another sip. ]

This is good, what do you call it?

Kinda nice, ain't it? Pleasant change from all that snow. I gotta say, that drink looks like an awfully good idea, too.

[Sure, he's never met her, but he always approves of good alcohol choices.]

Margarita. Ever had one? It's pretty good.

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omg completely missed this so sorry!