Posted Jan. 15, 2021, 2:42 p.m. by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) (J Ridgley)
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim - TIme after time
Posted by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - TIme after time
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim - TIme after time
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She had already slept for something like eleven hours. And sleep meant more troubled dreams. At least with the alcohol her mind shifted away from the constant chatter. And then he was here, and at least for a moment she felt calmer. Grounded. “Wrong impression?” she said, arching her brows and chuckling. “Most of the crew thinks I’m a traitor who deserves to be locked away. I don’ t’ink we’re tooooo worried about my reputation.”
“Yes well you did shot their command staff and have the ship on lockdown, but people can have other impressions of people.” Luke remained standing, she hadn’t asked him to leave and he didn’t just want to go.
Faye stood up, measuring her rate of rise so that she didn’t stumble and get dizzy. It meant that as she stood she could lift her gaze to meet his slowly. He was only a hand width’s away from her. “Go… if you want to. But you don’t have to.”
~Faye Calloway
Her closeness was foreign to him, and her words were somewhat of a conundrum to him. Just when he thought he had figured her out she’d throw a spanner in the works and leave him drooling in a pit of his own confusion. “I don’t want to go” he said finally, his breath laboured somewhat from the alcohol and the current standing arrangements. “I just figured, the time and the drinking, I don’t want to overstay my welcome”
- Luke Wyatt
One step was all it took to close the distance and she slipped a hand onto his arm. “You should know by now that if I didn’ want you here, you wouldn’ be.” Faye pressed herself against him ever so slightly. “‘Sides, I though’ you were a Marine type. Take charge an’ all. I’m no’ askin’ you to marry me or any’ting. Just… keep the bad dreams away for a little while.”
~Faye Calloway
From where her hand rested on his arm he could feel the tingling sensation fo static electricity, it took all he could to not lean down and take the chance to kiss her. “I was a marine” He whispered, the idea of sealing the deal still bobbing around his head. “But not like this, drunk to regret our decisions in the morning.” It oddly hurt for him to say those words, he was drunk but hadn’t lost his sense’s, it would have been easy to give in to temptation and to kiss her but what would that make him? To take an opportunity. of someone who clearly was drunk, no, not like this.
“I like you Faye, you’re different and you drive me insane but not like this, fuelled with drink. It wouldn’t be fair.” Their ‘relationship’ had certainly been a rocky one from their heated discussions and his constant questioning of her motives, apprehending her in a potentially life-threatening way, their brig conversations and their reconciliation to now. It seemed like forever since Luke joined the ship and he had only ever seen Faye as the enemy, until recently. Now he didn’t know what she was, friend? Foe?
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