Posted by Lieutenant Julien Smith (Doctor) in Side Sim - Marishka’s Office (Tag: Julien)

Marishka didn’t bother keeping track of time very often anymore but it was sometime after the party in the lounge and she had promised to announce it’s new name by tomorrow afternoon. So she said goodnight to her staff and walked into her office and, seemingly, straight through the wall behind her desk. Stark wasn’t the only one with tricks. She had spent extra time in her office setting up holo-projectors that created a small secret room big enough for two to four people to sit cozy if necessary. It had been an amazing evening but now, she was alone with other matters to attend to. Instead of making any comms, she sent Julien a text.

‘If you’re awake, please come to my office. I have a legitimate medical reason to see you at this strange time.’ she sent and waited.

• Marishka

‘On my way’ came the short answer.

Julien hadn’t even known there was an office attached to the lounge, but then this huge ship had a lot of extra facilities that, given the size of the crew, made not only sense but were necessary. Like a reception room and waiting room for five counselor suites for crying out loud. The Genny was tiny against this ship.

He entered the office as the door wasn’t locked, but it was empty. Empty to most of his senses… but not his nose. And her scent was unique in all of the galaxy and inhaling it, a smile spreading over his lips, he knew she was here… somewhere. How like her, he thought and switched to heat vision on his android eye. His smile broadened as he closed in on the holographic wall and walked through it.

He had a med kit with him, although he was doubtful about her reason of calling him, but he hadn’t bothered putting on his uniform, he had been off duty so he still wore his black slacks and a simple black shirt, his usual MO.

“Here I am. What is the nature of your legitimate medical emergency?” he asked with mischief in his mismatched green eyes.

• Julien

Marishka had watched him walk in in one of the small monitors that showed most of the bar, the rest would be installed tomorrow. She was still dressed for a party in the black velvet gown with the sheer pale gold dragon winding around every curve so that the head rested on the left breast.

“Well before I tell you, I wanted to thank you. A VIP suite for a simple physical? Really? You’ll have the whole ship thinking I’m some mercurial diva who wants to be everywhere, and know everyone, or just be left the hell alone. Excellent!” she paused, “My legitimate medical need has to do with a recurring throat ailment I’ve had since I was quite young. It only really bothers me when I sing which I’ve had to do a lot of in the last three months.” Marishka explained as she poured them some wine.

As she spoke, his eyes lingered on the head of the golden dragon quite a bit longer than was socially acceptable and what she said made him chuckle. But on her last words he looked at her with surprise.

She realized that she had never sang for Julien, or anyone else on the Geny.

“And it looks like I will have to be singing quite a bit on this ship. Something about being an entertainer.” she stated.

• Marishka

He sat down and beckoned her to sit next to him while opening his med kit. “I didn’t know you sing, I can’t wait to hear it, I’m sure it’s beautiful, like everything about you.” he said.
He took the med scan first and held it close to her throat. He couldn’t quite stop himself from caressing the side of her neck upwards to her chin and lifting it up a little. Unnecessary for the scan to work, but enjoyable for him.

“I hope you’re prepared though that on this ship, you’ll always be second best though, with a Heleen on board. Good thing is, mostly otherwise occupied.” he said.

• Julien

Marishka sat where Julien had indicated and quite enjoyed having his full attention. She leaned into his caress and smiled softly.

“I’m sure we have different agendas, the Heleen and I, no need to worry about that. No, it’s something I never got a chance to do on the Genesis. I never even got a chance to say goodbye actually. My transport was delayed and then, all of a sudden, it was there.”

He lost his smile as he realised he was not the only one missing the Genny and her crew and it touched him deeply. His glance veered from the scanner to her eyes.

Marishka’s silver eyes seemed distant. She had never figured out how to say goodbye to Riley and David face to face. They were the brothers she wished she had grown up with but she had to believe everything happened for a reason.

Juline’s scans showed a slight throat ailment as Marishka had described that only impaired the vocal cords after strenuous use.

“I did miss you terribly.” she said softly.

• Marishka

Her words unlocked something in him. He placed the scanner to the side and gathered her in his arms, holding her close and he burrowed his face in her neck and hair.
“I missed you too, so very much you wouldnt believe it.” he said in a rough voice into her neck.
He hadn’t allowed those feelings to surface. He remembered very well how La’kia leaving him had all but destroyed him and the truth was, when he had to leave the Genny and Marishka he had locked down on his emotional grid because he was afraid. It was a feature each good Captain had but it had a high cost. The emotions weren’t really gone, just pushed down where they consumed energy.

“I didn’t want to leave you Marishka, I hated it, still hate having had to do it and to lay down my command. But if Flavia would have died in childbirth… letting my child die would have destroyed me for good, I knew that.”

He brought a little distance between their faces so he could focus on her eyes. “Why are you really here? And where have you been in the months in between?” he asked her.
She was part of Starfleet Intel, she could have known about his assignment to the Athena. Did she come for him? He was almost afraid to ask, daring to hope… she still loved him?
He had spent the last 6 months trying to come to terms with having lost her and her love, unsuccessfully.

• Julien

Julien’s questions were like a cold slap in the face but she wanted to answer them.

“Let’s start with where I’ve been. After I was pulled from the Geny I had to go clean up a mess, as Star Fleet Intel put it. Apparently the Romulan I told you about so long ago had a brother, or someone calling himself a brother, who thought it was time to take over the family business. It took me a bit of time to get close enough but, luckily, all I had to do was tranquilize him for a beam up. Call me a naive but I really don’t want to know what my superiors need with him.”

Marishka paused looking into Julien’s mismatched green eyes. Oh how she had missed them and everything else about him. Waking up at night and not feeling his presence before she opened her eyes was like a stab though the heart every time. If the situation had been different, she would have accompanied him to Za’har and beyond. But when she had learned such a thing was impossible, Marishka had decided not to keep track of Julien, at least for the time she was certain he would be there with his family. By the time she’d estimated that he’d left, she was already on Qo’noS.

“After that it was too late for me to catch up with the Geny and word got to me that I was expected on Qo’noS for my brother’s wedding. When Olena commands, you respond.” Marishka said bitterly, “So, of course, I went. I wish you had been by my side. Perhaps it would have stopped some of the things that happened to me while I was there.”

Marishka settled into Julien’s arms, the strength of his heartbeat made telling the rest easier.

“I don’t know if I ever told you about the man who wanted to marry me. Well that didn’t happen obviously. But, he was there as the captain of my brother, Kitan’s, ship. Apparently their distant relatives now. Kai must have thought I was a wedding gift, or party favor. Never mind the fact that he had his wife and children with him. The night before the wedding there was lots of drinking, singing, all of that… You know. I just wanted to get away for a bit so I made my way up to the seventh floor room where I was staying and he was waiting for me on my balcony. When he realized I wouldn’t submit, Kai became more aggressive than I’d ever seen him. Luckily I was able to get my hands around him and throw him off the balcony. He didn’t make it to the wedding and I’m not certain he’s left Qo’noS yet. Needless to say, Olena doesn’t command me anymore.”

Marishka’s last words were bitter and there was a lot more to them, but wasn’t that enough for now?

• Marishka
  OOC: Remind me who’s Olena pls?
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Julien’s body tensed and as he lifted his head again to look at her, the warrior in him had fully surfaced, his eyes holding both fury and concern.
“He survived the fall from the seventh floor?” he asked.

• Julien

Marishka had to laugh at that.

“Well not for lack of trying. Call me cruel but I’d been wanting to do that for years. he just gave me the perfect opportunity.” she said with a vicious smile.

“I’m glad you did that.” he said in a low voice.

“But my work wasn’t done there, or my disappointment. When I went to clean myself up word had come to our state room and, would you believe, Olena basically blamed me for everything. She said if I had still been meditating and keeping me pheromones under control, I would have made a much better wedding guest.”

He shook his head. “That was just prejudice talking.”

As Marishka spoke she slipped from Julien’s arms and walked across the small room. The gorgeous black and gold gown had become quite inconvenient so she slipped it off and carefully set it aside as her tailor had instructed.

Sitting back beside Julien, in only mat gold heels and an opal necklace, she continued her explanation.

He momentarily lost all coherent thought and just drank in her beauty, stiffening up in all sorts of places immediatelly. He had the instant reflex to reach for her and pull her over into his lab, but he didn’t want to seem as if he didn’t care about her story, so he fisted his hands and concentrated on keeping them still.

“So after all of that was over, the morning of the wedding I slipped into Olena’s room, and took something very important from her. No, no. I didn’t kill her. I’m angry, but I love her very much. But she will never command me again. Only the family matriarch can do that and, as you can tell, I’m very good at commanding myself.”

Marishka took the necklace off and turned the dazzling opal over to show Julien’s enhanced vision the family crest engraved on the back.

• Marishka

Julien’s reaction took a while in the coming, as if his brains were busy processing something else, which they actually were. Or more precisely they were not processing a lot right now…

With visible force he forced his glance away from her body to the necklace and cleared his throat. “The family crown? Won’t she come after you for that?” he asked and added “also, you’re killing me woman. I warn you I won’t be able to uphold a sedate civilised dialogue with you for long while you’re sitting there like that.” he added.

• Julien

Marishka smiled. She enjoyed the effect she had on Julien. He had the same on her with or without clothing. There was something about the intensity they shared.

Silently she slipped onto his lap and began finishing her story.

“No, she won’t come for me. The two Hupyrian servants I left with her will do anything but allow that. I don’t have a problem with the way my family is and they can do whatever the hell they wan as long as they stay away from me.”

She pressed her body closer to Julien enjoying the feel of his heartbeat against her bare skin.

“So, do you want to know why I’m here now or later?” she asked softly.

Marishka wasn’t expected anywhere for several hours, the door to her office had been sealed when he came in, and the last sweep for listening devices had come up negative, so she was going to take advantage of every moment they had together.

• Marishka

He slipped his left arm under her, winding her other leg round his right, so she straddled his hip, then he stood up in a fluent effortles motion, lifting her up as if she weighed nothing. Gravity pushed her closer to his hard body, which he thoroughly and visibly enjoyed.

His right arm took hold of her neck and locked her in place while he gave her a soft any jet passionate kiss, that was to show her just how much he wanted her and loved their reunion.

Distangling form the kiss he brought enough distance between their faces so his eyes could focus on hers again and gave her a seductive smile, his strong arms holding her up against him effortlessly.

“I’d love to know, please tell me.” he said, his voice had taken on a deeper, raspier baritone. She was without doubt the best seductress, but he could tease her as well a little, prolong the suspense that would make the ‘showdown’ that much more intense.

• Julien

Marishka couldn’t help the subtle movements of her hips, or the way her lips almost brushed against his as she spoke. More likely, she didn’t want to.

“My briefing was pathetic and thin. Something else I’ll have to take care of later.”

She paused breathing Julien’s scent in, silver eyes gazing into his. Her heat was beating fast and her pheromones were in full unrestrained bloom. In passing she wondered if her new look excited him. The darker hair with glimpses of it’s copper glory. Blazing violet sclera silver eyes instead of the dark ones that had met him so long ago.

“I am here for you Julien. Professionally and personally. I am here to help catch a killer. Other details I can’t quite trust. I will talk more to Stark when I can.”

Marihska paused and smiled.

“I have a totally unrelated question. Why would Commander Nightstalker say I remind him of a Voodoo Priestess?”

Marihska was clearly teasing him now but wondered what the answer might be anyway.

• Marishka