>ON Hotaru Star Fortress . New Years Party Continues
Arild finally, with a sufficient amount of easing and flowing through the crowd, managed to get to the bar, and get the attention of the barkeep, "I'll have a Nepleslian whisky, straight up and a half bottle of Yamataian whisky, if you would be so kind."
Saito blushed deeply, before giggling... "In short, no new changes on my end, ne Ka-chan? I had a couple guys ask me to marry them...but they were Juni, so nuh-uh."
Tomoe was mostly quiet as he listened to the Yamataian brass talk. They're a tad vulgar and childish... but at least they seem to be in good spirits, thats what matters. "So, sister, what would you like to start out with?"
Eriko couldn’t help but perk an eyebrow at the sheer amount of venom that seemed to drip from Misato’s every word. Then again, she hardly expected anything else – no doubt Misato had expected to be the only new admiral at tonight’s event. Ah well, was the way of things after all. She glanced around…everyone was here. “Ah, is that true, Saito-chan? It’s been a while since we’ve found any completely new species. Maybe we’ll even get to name some.” As a server passed, Eriko flagged her down and asked for her own drink: a straight vodka.
A bartender would take Arlid's request, grabbing a traditional sized glass and the whiskey types he asked for and began to mix them together with a little flourish. "You sure? those two tend to pack quite the wallop when you combine them." he warned Arlid but soon enough would hand him the drink he wanted.
Destiny smiled as she thought about it and looked through the small menu. After thinking over it for a few moments, she nodded and pointed to a small salad. "I think I will start with a salad." The queen said aloud.
Katsuko glanced at the royals: ready to eat I see…. She clapped her hands a couple of times and motioned for everyone to take their seats. “Now that we’re all here I think it’s time to get down to the main course so to speak.” She cracked a menu, and glanced up at the bar to see with Alrid was on his way back. “And if anyone has any pressing business it can wait until after we’re full. Let’s see if we can enjoy ourselves here.”
Misato was reclined in a chair, looking to the left, and the right...she did NOT approve of the dinner being in a public place, even the VIP section of one. The Admiralty, and Katsuko, should be isolated from the rest...and what was this she'd heard about a 1st XF ship docking here? No, no she was not happy right now... "I'll have some Miso Soup, a Herring if you have any, and some Koi Platter..."
"No no, I meant a Nepleslian whisky and then a separate half bottle of Yamataian whisky," Arild sighed, "I'll keep what you've mixed - but get me a shot of straight Nepleslian." That showed he should always speak with precision, and Arild cursed himself for allowing his language to become sloppy momentarily. While he awaited his drink he looked out upon the organic sea, his eyes drawn yet again to the notable Lorath. Aliens.
Saito smiled, giggling slightly... "I will have some Vodka...and a Halibut with salad."
Tomoe nodded softly to his sister's idea of starting with a salad. "I think I'll start with a salad as well, and a basket of whichever kind of bread your people prefer... along with that, I'll be having uh..." Tomoe glanced at the menu with a sigh, the strange squiggles which comprised the Yamataian language bothered him greatly. "Fu... gu? Yes, fugu and a small cut of steak, rare." As Tomoe finished ordering, he glanced at the Yamataians, curious as to what they'd think of his order, based off of their facial expressions.
Eriko was absorbed in the menu – even having a brain that could calculate thousands of things a second couldn’t solve the problem of too much choice at a restaurant. “Hmm…melon for my starter I think. And a good choice, your Excellency – I’ll have a steak platter as well, preferably well done. Desert comes later I think.”
The bartender blinked and sweatdropped for a moment. "Uh sorry sir, it's my first week here." he admitted in a quieter tone of voice and got Arlid the SEPARATE glasses of whiskey. "Here you go"
Misato Continued to sit there, simply waiting on her meal...she'd ordered already, after all.
The young neko waitress quietly wrote down the orders of the officials and smiled. She had never been in the presence of such high ranking people before and she didn't want to make any mistakes when addressing them so she kept quiet.
Katsuko had arranged a special desert, a cake with the fleet's new logo waited off one of the siderooms behind closed door and under the watch of a few security. The executive chef came out from the kitchen, a datapad in hand he walked up to the VIP table, he stopped in front of Katsuko and said "Motoyoshi-sama, I have prepared an assortment of things for you to try this evening, but I wondered if I could have your requests should you have any." He lowered his head, waiting for the Taisho to speak. Katsuko said "I will have the shrimp scampi to start, some mini seafood newburgs, and a Ta---" she blushed slightly looking down, quietly correcting herself. "I would like a lobster if it is possible." The Chef nodded, and said "I will have someone bring out some bread."
Destiny sighed as she thought over the other items on the menu. "I will have a..Lob-..St...Lobster? Yes, a lobster for my main dish." It was funny how she said it, over pronouncing the word in the wrong spots.
"It's no problem, really." Arild replied, not particularly minding getting a more potent fusion of alcohol anyway, taking the drinks and going to the VIP table, nodding politely to those which it seemed expedient to do so to, and giving Katsuko her drink, "I hope that's alright for you Katsuko-sama." He said in his quietly piercing voice before taking a seat as close to his lord as he could manage.
Eriko nodded in agreement with Saito. “Too much stress and formality just slows things down once you’re comfortable with your colleagues. And, well, when you’re off duty, one should be entitled to an even less stiff atmosphere. Empress knows we deal with too much of it in the day. Hopefully, events like this will allow us to glimpse each other’s culture and dispel a few myths.” She ate her starter quietly and politely – but showed no hesitation nor signs of slowing down. Eriko enjoyed her food after all.
The quiet waitress walked into the room carrying a tray with all the dishes that the royalty and commanders had ordered and gracefully started placing them in front of the Officials She made sure to be as unobtrusive as posible lest she be yelled at or worse.
Misato looked distances away, her mind was elsewhere--The fleet was engaged with the SMX trying to get the Asamoya to safety. She was already upset that the 1st XF had a ship near Hotaru, it was even much for her that they were coming with trouble in tow and with the Taisho's permission at that. She had her people on the highest of alerts, tightening the already tight web she had woven to protect the Taisho. She quietly sipped at the water that had been set down in front of her.
"Goddess knows it is difficult to make friends, I understand what you are all saying. My brother and Fate are truely the only two that I know closely, so it would be a pleasure to be less formal and more relaxed." Destiny smiled a easy smile as she poked at the salad placed in front of her with a fork, and after a moment she took a bite. With a nod she looked to her brother. "It is rather good."
Katsuko said to Destiny, "Lobster is a little different your highness, it is a rather ugly creature but delicious. I think you will leave with a whole new experience--of course the lobster we culture here in the fleet are nothing in comparison to those that were found on Taiie. They had claws as big as my plate." she noted pointing to the empty plate in front of her. One of the chefs emerging from the kitchen again to serve her shrimp scampi starter.
"I'll have a fillet steak, well done." Arild said, going for the rather simplistic option, "Preferably with some roast potatoes. Make the properly roasted and 'crispy'." While Arild enjoyed simple food, he knew how he liked it - however having given his order and having a sufficient amount of alcohol to satisfy his immediate desires he saw no particular reason to force a conversation to begin.
Saito frowned a bit, looking at Katsuko... "Ka-chan...today is for celebration of the New Year...we are all sad for our respective losses, but this particular day is a time for looking to the future, not the past. Let us focus on what we can change...ne, Ka-chan?"
“Indeed…” What Eriko said and thought were somewhat different though. Like Misato, a part of her mind was occupied elsewhere. She wanted desperately to enjoy the dinner without interruption, but the world around their enclave was moving all the while. It bothered her slightly. “…and yes, your Highness – I think I’d like that as well. Though I must admit to being slightly nervous about being around real royalty.”
Misato looked up from her water, raised a brow at Saito and said "If you would all please excuse me. I have some things I need to attend to." She got up from the table and left, a cloud of volumetric screens opening in front of her once she cleared the table. "Hotaru, tell them I am on my way up to the NECTAR." Misato had been waiting for a reason to leave, sighed a breath of relief as she exited the restaurant and headed towards one of the lifts.