Tee Time [Tyrlai/Parker]

Tee Time...

Deck 2

Authors: Tyrlai Zade, and Parker Hudson

His large stride in his step Parker walked down along Corridor 21-C Diefenbaker and intersected turning left onto Hanover 22-A. It was a confusing set up for any Starfleet Cadet to become aquainted with, yet the 'Street System' was a tried and tested grid often grandfathered along on Starship's as old as; as seasoned as the Portland.

Anyone could be confused at the Calloway attire that Parker was dressed in Golf argyle sweater and khaki coloured long dress pants.

"G'Day Chief." Meyers one of the Shuttle Bay prep crew gave a nod, abiet confused in passing.

Parker giving a nod back grabbing the left side of his white visor at him "Beautiful day Sir!" He gave a slight smirk at the man. This was /his/ day and he was happy to be off duty. Four hours solid booked into Holodeck 2, Palm Springs Country Club and Golf Course and excellent sunny weather with a perfect tee off time! It couldn't get better than this.

In his time having arrived on the Portland Parker hadn't met many he could truely call friends yet, not that he wouldn't soon enough. It was he needed to slowly open his self up to others and that was tough. He had a few beers and hung out with the ships XO Commander Rouse and he was a swell guy.

Then there was also Tyrlai a swell broad who was a hoot. The many times he had cracked up inside at the things she had said or had done so far on this mission. Lately she was in a real need to be picked up.

Hiking up his real pair of athentic drivers on his left shoulder he reached forward and pressed Tyrlai's quarters chime.

"Enter," Tyrlai said pausing gracefully, arms raised and feet apart on tiptoes in kata seven of the Andorian ice cycle. She was dressed in long flowing white slacks and a matching wood toggled sleeveless vest, her hair pulled back in a tail dangling behind her as she moved. She swept her hands back in the fluidic dance before kata eight. She caught sight of the outfit Parker was wearing. "Is this a fancy dress sport?"

The doors swished open to Tyrlai's quarters. Knowing her he would be expecting something off the wall but not literally. "Is this some fancy meditation stunt?" He inquired.

"Yeah" He pulls at the vest, "I should have gone with the black argyle instead of the blue. This is 'fancy sport' but on a whole new level...You've been in here for a while lately, that's not you. Is it?"

She looked over at him, wanting to say 'well you don't kill your Captain every day', but it was likely to kill conversation and make for awkwardness. So she answered the other question instead. "Not meditation, light exercise and relaxation. I've been feeling oddly energetic and full of energy, this takes the edge off and gives me something to do. So do we hit each other with the sticks then?" She looked at the assortment of weapons he had brought along.




On the Holodeck (splitting this apart so we can work at two parts at once)

Tyrlai watched as Parker's ball rose sharply into the air in a back-heavy parabolic pattern. It was so tiny and you hit it so very far. She decided there were probably several million of these things lost on Earth right now if this was one of their pastimes. She adjusted her little visor hat and took a sip of her umbrella drink before setting it on the close cut grass of the tee area. She stepped up to the ball with one of the larger headed clubs Parker called woods, they had a strange end heavy feel to them. Looking down she lined up her shot, looked down the long field place and just as her holographic caddy started to suggest taking a few practice swings she reached back and slashed downward sending the little white ball ripping through the air on an almost perfect line to the end stick thingy.

"Well done miss Zade," her caddy started striding towards the little ball off in the distance, "A bit of beginners luck no doubt."

She picked her umbrella drink back up and walked after the caddy. "Computer, make caddy-Zade 40% more obsequious, and change his name to Bevins. Do you really think so, mister Bevins?"

"Come to think of it, Im sure you have a natural talent for this sort of thing, I'd expect nothing less really."

"Did you hear that, Parker? I've a natural talent for this sort of thing." She smiled striding down the course jauntily.