Posted Feb. 3, 2021, 11:55 p.m. by Commander D'Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) (Terry Sullivan)
Posted by Civilian Runa Siff Edman (Education Specialist) in Contests and Mead - The Holodeck
Posted by Commander D’Vash Odinson (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Contests and Mead - The Holodeck
Posted by Civilian Runa Siff Edman (Education Specialist) in Contests and Mead - The Holodeck
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D’vash mirrored her grin as she turned back around. “I was about to let you off the hook, but glad I didn’t. That dimple has gotten more cute than I remember. Or maybe it’s just that the derriere it’s attached to has filled out in all the right places. I was always curious to see if there was a matching one on the other side. I mean, you don’t have to show me, but my win was pretty definitive. I’m just saying. . . .”
He was going to let her off the hook? His mother may have raised a gentleman, but D’Vash still had a devilish side. “I always make good on my bets.” Oh and there it was, he wanted to see if she had another one? She blushed furiously. Not only at the request but his appraisal. But now with his request she was in trouble. She did make good on her bets. The original bet had been he could touch it. So now he was asking to know if she had another one…and banking on the fact he won so impressively. Did he remember or not? Well, she’d try something else instead. “You don’t know already?” She grinned, “You spent enough time spying on us, I would think you’d know the answer already.” And because Runa never knew when to stop, she wiggled her hips as she walked past him.
He turned toward the fire and poured two glasses of the now warm mead, realizing for the first time that Revna had left them alone. . . on purpose?”
Odinson (CIO)
She looked around, and no Revna. She didn’t expect to find her, not with the banner displayed so decisively. She was worried momentarily, that Revna wasn’t feeling well, but the folded blanket told her that Revna left, and was just fine. She turned back around muttering about twin sisters that meddle too much. She took a glass of the warm mead and sipped it. “I’m biased, but honestly, my Da makes the best mead.” She sat down close enough to the fire to be warm but far enough away to be comfortable. Her grin daring him to join her.
Runa EdmanHe returned the grin in kind and slid down beside her, moving in close. “You know, it was probably that incident when we were kids that made me swear off any kind of alcohol for years. Only drank the stuff when it was required for undercover work, and Intel has some wonderful anti-intoxicating drugs so you don’t lose control when you’re doing covert ops. That can mean the difference between life and death.”
Runa spread the blanket out, letting half of it cover him and turned to the side, just a bit, so she could look at him. “I felt like I was sick for days. Every time we’d come out of our room my mother would laugh at us and that only mad Da mad all over again and the yelling would start.” She listened to him talk for a moment somewhat about his work. He’d said earlier he was the CIO on board and Runa had an idea of what that meant. She wasn’t Star Fleet, but she wasn’t stupid either. “You know I visited the resort over the years. My parents started going back, every high holiday, and I joined them a couple times before I left Earth. I always asked your mom how you were doing, and she would give me this bored generic, ‘he’s fine out there somewhere,’ waving at the sky. I thought she was still mad a me for all the trouble I got you into. But she didn’t know did she?” She took a sip of the mead, warmed and spiced it was very good, and deceptively easy going down, hence the sips. But she found she didn’t like the idea of D’Vash going into live and death situations. “Do you still do work like that, now?”
“Much of what I did was highly classified, so I couldn’t tell her even if I wanted too. I would contact her when I could and tell her I was posted to a top secret base, analyzing information. That seemed to put her at ease, but I know she still worried. As the XO on my previous ship, the amount of danger did decrease, but I missed being in the field. I had a few opportunities for XO positions on other ships, but I needed to get back in the field. The CIO position here was offered to me, so I took it. And I’m very glad I did. It gave me a chance to get reacquainted with you and Revna.”
He hadn’t answered her question, which didn’t mean that he did still do deep classified work, but it didn’t mean that he did not. Did that bother her? Not really. Runa might not be Star Fleet but she understood that adventure’s soul that their people carried. That didn’t mean she liked it, the idea of him risking his neck, but he didn’t owe her, an old friend, any promises or explanations. He was still here, and she was proud of him for that, because that meant he’d done his job well. But as for the choices that brought them all here, “Perhaps then we should toast The Norns, that in their wisdom, brought us all to this place.”
He took a swallow of the mead. “Yes, much better than the last time. Who knows, maybe it’ll lower some inhibitions and open the door for other. . . .excitement?”
Odinson (CIO)
Runa contemplated him over the rim of her cup for a moment and grinned. “It certainly could.” She raised her glass a little, not quite in a toast, knowing Runa, more of a dare and took a long swallow of the warmed mead. “But lowered inhibitions and excitement can lead to unexpected results. So truth or dare, Vash,” she tapped his upper arm her eyes dancing, “come tomorrow morning, do you still want to be my ‘brother’ or something else?”
Runa EdmanD’vash grinned. “Truth. and the truth is, that as two consenting adults, I think ‘something else’ is worth investigating.”
There it was now out in the open. The innuendoes they had spoken about all night were revealed. D’vash was attracted to Runa, there was no doubt. The cute 11 year old he had a crush on had grown up into a beautiful, well developed woman. He enjoyed seeing the dimple on her butt cheek and was hoping that it would lead to more.
Runa had never admitted, not even to Revna, her not quite realized crush on D’Vash when they were children. She had been, well she still was, older than him and she wasn’t quite sure what to make of that when she was 11. One of the older girls had noticed how hard he tried to get her attention, and had teased Runa about Orion males maturing faster than humans. Runa hadn’t exactly known what the girl had meant (or if it was even true), at the time, but it had made her blush none-the-less. She then spent the rest of the time purposely teasing the other boys in an attempt to ignore whatever it was. She was older now and new it had been attraction, but she, at least, hadn’t been old enough then. She nodded in agreement, they really should explore this ‘something else.’
“Now, it’s your turn. Truth or dare,” he said with slightly more emphasis on the dare.
Odinson (CIO)
Her eyes widened and that devilish grin was back with his emphasis on ‘dare.’ “Oh that’s not fair. You know I’ve never been able to say no to a dare.” She glanced down at her drink considering how much was still left, and then looked him in the eye, her decision already made. She’d need a lot more than that to lower her inhibitions, but she didn’t need to lower them…and she downed the rest of her drink, setting the cup aside. “Dare.” She leaned in, just a breath away, “What exactly do I have to do?”
Runa Edman, Teacher
D’vash sat his own glass down after finishing it and looked her straight in her eyes. Her lips glistened from the remnants of he mead, and her eyes held the mischievous glance he remember from their youth. He already knew what the dare would be, but he was letting Runa think he was in deep contemplation of what it should be.
A few moments passed and he began to grin. “Kiss me,” he responded, “and I don’t mean just a quick peck between two old friends. I want you to think of it as kissing a former lover. A lover you let slip away years ago and now you’re together again in an attempt to relight the fire that once burned so passionately. . . .”
Odinson (CIO/part-time Don Juan)
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