Posted April 29, 2019, 3:05 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) (David Shotton)
Posted by Ensign Jessica Lemann (Doctor) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours
Posted by Ensign Jessica Lemann (Doctor) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Tonight Ten-Forward was busy, and Nash paused as he entered and looked around. Typically he wasn’t one to be randomly social but he had found his quarters boring tonight, and the holosuites were booked for at least another half hour. All told, that meant he had time for a drink or a meal and he had changed out of his uniform, the red of a Tactical Bridge Officer and into more casual clothing of slacks and a simple v-neck shirt under his ever-present high necked black jacket. Having run his fingers through his hair, Nash paid no attention to the fact it was now slightly scruffy instead of the tidy style he wore on the Bridge.A few of the crew nodded his way and smiled, those who knew him and his work while a pair of men at a far table eyed him with looks far less polite. Nash spotted them almost at the same time they saw him and just shrugged in his mind. Past members of his crew on another ship, another life, they could just learn to deal with the hand fate had dealt them all. It wasn’t them that had to live with decisions made and Nash knew he had made the right ones, despite the consequences for many.
Ignoring them as fast as he spotted them, he turned towards the bar. One or two people noted the stub of the cigar jutting out the corner of his mouth, unlit for now but most knew the man by reputation or rumor, not actual acquaintance and none made to point out the cigar. That suited Nash just fine, ignorance was as much a suit of armor as knowledge at times and he reached the bar and nodded to the bartender before taking his usual seat at the very end of the bench, away from the other patrons. From here, he could look over the room with his back to a corner.
Taking the cold bottle of beer that the bartender placed in front of him Nash removed the cigar and placed it on the edge of the ashtray, that the bartender also placed down by chance perhaps and took a drink. Fishing in his pocket, he took out the small silver flip lighter engraved with a childish style skull-and-crossbones image and placed it beside it, then as if by magic a coin appeared between his fingers. It was old and slightly tarnished it seemed but as Nash sat, sipped his beer and looked out over the people in the bar the coin flipped idly between his fingers with a relaxed control that made it look as if he wasn’t actually taking any notice of what he was doing. He sat and watched, noted the people and thought about being social for a change before checking out the holosuites or finding something else to amuse him, after his beer, of course.
Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO
A soft but confident voice commented from behind him, “those things can kill you, you know.” A small, blonde woman stood near him, dressed in comfortable black pants with a lavender tank top. Her wavy blonde hair almost reached her waist and she stood with a stern, but playful grin on her face. To be honest, Jessica had no idea who this officer was, as she hadn’t had the opportunity to study all of the crew records she had access to in Sickbay. The cigar had caught her eye, though, and it seemed like an easy enough opening to chat him up a bit. She hadn’t met many people on her new duty station and for a bubbly extrovert, that was a lonely existence…
Ensign Lemann
At the sound of the soft and feminine voice Nash paused in taking a drink of beer from the bottle he had, and instead lowered it to the bar and turned his head to see who had spoken. He didn’t recognize the voice and as his eyes met the woman he saw why, she was one he had never seen and she was one he would have certainly remembered. Content, usually, to keep to himself he considered her words for a very slight moment before he found himself breaking into smile. It was soft, slight, but it was a smile that reached his ice blue eyes nevertheless. There was something about her that was easy to smile at. She was tiny and her grin was contagious, her long wavy blond hair stood out when she wore it like this maybe because of her height but, Nash found himself smiling at the confidence in her voice before anything more material and that drew his attention most.
“I know, that might be why I kinda like them,” he said to her and turned his body so he faced her more fully. Picking up the stub from the ashtray he held it up a little to inspect, there was some left of course, but he wasn’t far from needing a new one. With his other hand he signaled the Bartender who made his way over to take her order then looked back to Jessica, the edge of his mouth curling a little more in a grin. “Like to join me and have a drink?” He indicated the chair next to him for her to sit.
Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO
“Ooooh, you’re a dangerous one, then,” Jessica responded with a grin. She waited a beat and then continued, “I would love to join you,” she replied, her enthusiasm bubbly but not over the top. “I’ll have a gin and tonic, please,” she politely ordered and then returned her attention to Nash. She easily boosted herself up onto the empty bar stool next to him and smiled charmingly, “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Jessica. I’m new to the Atlantis.” It wasn’t a completely conscious decision to leave out her position on the ship, but she certainly didn’t feel like thinking about work right now.
Ensign Lemann
I’m that slight moment after her first comment, Nash’s mind flicked to a different place at a different time. He had been called dangerous before, but in a far more serious context. The reflection lasted only a moment as Jessica began speaking again, barely enough time for it to register in his eyes. He tucked it away out of mind in any case, it was years anyway.
The bartender delivered her drink and glared at the cigar on Nash’s hand for a moment before turning back to the other customers, but Nash simply grinned at him and stuck it, unlit, between his teeth in the corner of his mouth and turned his attention on the woman beside him once more and winced with a smirk as she introduced herself.
“Well there goes the mystery and romance of two strangers meeting for the first time in a lonely bar,” he joked, then looked around. “Okay, maybe not so lonely,” he admitted about the busy lounge, then returned his eyes to hers and picked up his beer. “Call me Ethan,”he said to her and found that he wasn’t adverse to her knowing his first name. Most people just called him by rank or Nash and for the moment, he was happy just being Ethan.
He looked past her for a second and noted she seemed to have come from no group, and he thought a girl with a killer smile like her would of had a fair bit of attention already. “It’s great to meet you Jessica, so what brought you my way? Just a lecture on the evils of smoking?” He teased her, his grin and eyes showing the humor clearly.
Lt Cmdr Nash
© 1991-2024 STF. Terms of Service
Version 1.15.11
RSS Feed