Post 540: Flapper Tapper Girl

Stardate: 71101.2047
Title: Flapper Tapper Girl
Author: Fox Margolis
Place: Zanh Liis' Quarters and the Party Time:
Concurrent with "Halloween, Today?"
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"Remind me again: why did I ask you to help me?"

Sitting in a chair, her rather opulent legs on display in her costume, Fox giggled. "Because you had three costumes you couldn't decide between, and you knew that no one has a sense of fashion like me."

From the other side of her quarters, Zanh Liis gave the other woman a lopsided smile and wryly commented, "No comment."

Fox giggled again. She had originally stopped by simply to inform Zanh of Xander Corbinsky's 'last' visit and then she had planned to head to the party. But now she was assisting her ever so reluctant captain put together the final touches on her own costume.

As for Fox, she was decked out in a short, shimmering, and sparkling 1920's Earth-era flapper-tapper dress that was an alluring shade of red. She had a matching pair of red heels, her nails were painted to color, and her lips were perfectly shaded as well.

Zanh disappeared one final time into the back part of her quarters, but when she reappeared a moment later, everything was in place. "Well, how do I look?"

"Marvelous, darling," Fox answered, rolling her r's.

Zanh looked at herself in the mirror, impressed, yet at the same time a little unsure of Margolis' sense in fashion. Zanh wondered if Barbie thought that just because she could wear anything meant that she believed other people could too, or if Zanh really did look as fabulous as Margolis believed she did.

All decked out, in a role of sorts, Zanh said, "All right, let's get this show on the road."

Fox stood up and smoothed over her own costume. "I don't think so. You need to make a fashionable entrance."

"You want me to be late." It was a statement, not a question.

"~Fashionably~ late," she corrected. "You are, after all, dressed to impress."

~Fifteen minutes later~

The party was in high gear when Fox arrived, which was just the way she liked it. Mingling with various people, she looked around for their 'host,' Simon Biggs. When she did not see him, she asked around. Finally, someone was able to point him out.

Walking over to him, she asked, "And what do we have here, Lord Black?"

There was a soft mechanical breathing sound that was emanating from the box on Biggs' chest. "You will address me as Lord Vader," he replied, trying to sound serious. But, despite something in the costume which deepened his voice, it was hard to mask the humor in Biggs' voice. He was clearly enjoying himself.

"Well, Lord Vader, you have a smashing party going on here." Winking at him, Fox then made her way around the room, chatting here and there with people, waiting for the big arrival...
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Faustine "Fox" Margolis
Operations Officer
USS Independence