Xanya's log 2654-01-08

Xanya's log 2654-01-08 Summary: Xanya and Anya talking together Cast: Xanya, Anya, Air Date: Januari 8, 2654 Setting: Cafe Orion - Comorro Station Above the door hangs a white oval sign in Terran Standard and Hekayan, proclaiming this place to be the Cafe Orion in sweeping round blue neon cursive. Upon entering the Cafe Orion, one might notice that there has been some serious attempt at making it seem far different then the rest of the locations to be found on Comorro Station. The ribs that arch over to serve as the ceiling have been covered up by navy blue fabric with fiberoptic lights running underneath; holes have been punched into it in the pattern of constellations and other space bodies from the Orion Arm, creating the feeling of being upon a planet's surface on a cool evening. They give the place a dark and cozy feel, without being too dim. The walls have been covered by various bits of wood, metal and plastic paneling, but between the gaps one can still make out the grey flesh that is the station. The menu consists of various simple but well-known Orion Arm food and drink items whose components can be substituted with local fare or grown on the ships. The items are delivered by a wait staff clad in black and white. The wall opposite the wide double doors is taken up by a makeshift collection of letters, photographs and all the other various knickknacks that make up a life, but this sober little memorial to those left behind in the Orion Arm does little to pull down the atmosphere of the cafe itself. One length of the wall is taken up by a bar made of gleaming steel and topped by a slab of smooth glass which glows a gentle blue. In the corner across from the bar is a small, raised stage that gives just enough room for performers and their equipment. By day the cafe's floor is filled with round steel tables and matching chairs. At night, when the atmosphere livens up, they're replaced with a few gambling tables and a dance floor. Lively music usually fills the air and drinks flow freely... as long as one has something to barter with. Contents: Exits: {{{contents}}} {{{exits}}}

Xanya is sitting at a table, reading something on her PDA. She has a large cup of coffee with her.

Xanya is sitting at a table, reading something on her PDA. She has a large cup of coffee with her.`

Anya slides into cafe with a small smile on her lips. The Ungstiri hums to herself as she moves.

Xanya looks up from her PDA as she hears a humming. When she sees Anya she examens her carefully going up and down with her head. A smile is growing on her face the longer she looks at anya's outfit.

Anya yawns slightly as she plunks down into a seat and offers the bartender a wave. "Privet.. Coffee and whatever serves as breakfast da?" She murmurs.

Xanya has gotten a big smile from looking at Anya's outfit and is still looking at her. "You got an other great looking outfit on. where do you get them?" She asks to Anya.

Anya looks around for a moment then turns over at Xanya and offers her a smile as she tries to smooth her skirts. "Privet, I get them tailored from a seamstress in the refugee district." She stands and does a little twirl. "Very cute da?"

Xanya Nods in agreement. "Yes, it is verry cute indeed. You must have turned some heads while walking over here, Haven't you?"

Anya smiles faintly and shrugs her shoulders slightly. "Oh, ya wouldn't know. Would ya?" The woman asks with a growing smile.

Xanya Nods vivedly yes. "oh yes I would definatly turn my head if I would see someone dressed like that walking by." She sais smiling. "I would not be suprised if I would bump into a wall or something like that while looking back." She sais gigling.

Anya's smile grows even more at Xanya's words. The small woman collects her breakfast and her coffee and goes to sit at Xanya's table. "Ya likes vi. Has the sweetest things to say." The Ungstiri chuckles.

Xanya makes room for Anya to sit down and put her coffee and breakfast at her table. "Your welcome. pretty women deserve to hear sweet things said about them. Don't you agree?"

Anya takes a sip of her coffee and gets to work wolfing down her breakfast. She pauses and grins at Xanya. "Da, vi is very smooth too." The Ungstiri shifts her lefts slightly.

Xanya takes a zip from her own coffee. "me smooth?" She says a bit suprised. "Why thank you. I just says my mind." She puts down her PDA, some scematics can be seen on the screen which fades to black after about 30 seconds.

Anya chuckles softly and shrugs. "Modest? Hmm." The Ungstiri adds before she continues to eat. "Ship designs da?" She asks in time. "Ya is a programmer, maybe someday ya will make vi a ship AI."

Xanya Smiles and nods slightly. "Programing is part of the job but not my favorite part. I Am hoping to become a ships engineer, or ship builder and one day make my own line of ships. for whoever has the money to pay for them. So yes I think you could one day own a ship build by me." She sais a bit unsure of her won skills. Xanya and Anya are sitting at a table both drinking coffee and Anya also has her breakfast.

"Code and microchips.. wonders of the modern world da?" Anya replies happily. "Ya is sure vi will find a job in time. Is not to hard once vi really starts looking around. Got two offers yaself in two days." The small woman smiles.

Xanya looks suprised. "you got two job offers in two days? Great work. what kind of jobs where.. or .. are they?"

"Da, one is programmer for old friend that has come back into town, the other.. ya isn't too sure what it is.. but ya rarely asks or care as long as it pays well." Anya explains with a wave of her hand.

Xanya smiles looking at Anya. "Pretty, smart and succesfull. Your a great lady." She sais smiling and takes a quick zip from her coffee, and takes her PDA up. "before I forget where was that tailor of yours again? if you don't mind me giving him a visite."

There is just a hint of pink forming at Anya's cheeks. "Privet." she murmurs before she sips more coffee. "Da da, look for Solaris of Enaj in the refugee district."

Xanya makes notes on her PDA. "Right.... Got it." She puts her PDA Down again looks to Anya and smiles seeing her cheeks get a bit of pink. "So what does a pretty lady like you do besides programing?" Xanya asks Quriously.

"Da well.... ya enjoys a bit of fun from time to time.. and lets see.. Ya enjoys exploring the SYNASP, exploring pop culture from centuries past." Anya says idly before she shrugs slightly. "Programming and having fun sucks up most of ya's time of course." She grins.

Xanya Smiles hearing about pop culture. "pop culture from what era are you exploring at the moment? and what is SYNASP?" She asks curiously.

"At moment 21st century. That is where the root of the SYNASP is. Think.. umm.. internet but.. not so primitive." Anya explains with a wave of her hand.

Xanya Thinks heavely. "I know about the internet because I come from the early 21st century. 2011 to be more precise." She says while continuing to think on the word Synaps

Anya smiles faintly. "We will have to talk of vi's time in the future da?" The Ungstiri says as she stands up. "Have to go for bit, will see vi around da?"

Xanya nods vigorously. "of course we will meet again. I can't wait to see what you'll be wearing next time." She says with a wink.