After her first day on the job as a Counselor at her new home, SB901, the young red haired Betazoid now wore a long white Betazoid dress, walked into the busy dance club called "Soma". The first day was pretty good even when some of the crewmembers who were Alexandra's age remembered her singing and acting, which was very rare.
The bar was very busy as the young Alexandra went towards it, where she saw her first real Trayvan. The young woman had seen pictures and read about them.
Troy Mikhail Nevalla looked up from his PADD as he went to make another drink order at this new red-haired woman that was sitting at the bar looking around.
"What can I get for you, ma'am?" he replied with an gentle smile. Alexandra smiled back after looking around the busy room.
"Betazoid red wine, please, if you got it." Alexandra ordered while she looked at a PADD which was full of music selections...different kinds of music to choose. The young Betaziod was shocked to see a few of her old songs on there.
Troy brought her a wine glass full of Betaziod red wine from the year 235., The year of young Alexandra's birth, "So you must be Alexandra Faal."
She looked up at the man with a bit of shock on her face, "How do you know my name?"
"You're the new counselor, right? I'm Troy Nevalla, welcome to SB901. If you need anything else just ask. But one more thing in the honor of you being stationed here and your first time to the bar, I'm going to play one of your songs from your Academy years by an old Earth singer name Enya."
The man typed in some codes on the computer and the song "Orinoco Flow (Sail Away) " started to play. For the first time in a while Alexandra Faal felt relaxed and at home as the song keep on playing:
Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.From Bissau to Palau - in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali - far beneath the Coral Sea.From the North to the South, Ebudae into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.We can sail, we can sail...
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail...
Alexandra closed her eyes and smiled. She could picture herself as a young foolish Cadet having the time of her life at the Academy...Now, thanks to Troy, she felt like that again.