Posted Oct. 28, 2020, 4:12 p.m. by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) (Amber DeSadier)
Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in Main Sim: Zoi’s Quarters
Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Main Sim: Zoi’s Quarters
Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in Main Sim: Zoi’s Quarters
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻
What would be most fun? Certainly not some noxious gas poisoning her lungs. No sir. She wanted none of that shady business. On her way to her quarters, she alleviated her boredom by setting off several fire alarms. None were actually fires but the ensuing chaos was fun to watch and it mildly entertained her before finally achieving her destination.Now the question became, how much time did she have before Dira would join her? Did she have enough time to dress in something slinky or make her quarters more romantically inviting? She thought about this for a long few minutes before making up her mind that the ambiance of her quarters could wait. First she needed to be dazzling. Besides, if she was dazzling enough, Dira wouldn’t even notice her quarters. And, bonus would be if Dira took a bit longer than expected, Zoi could spruce up a little of the environment after she had finished prepping herself. Intrigued by her plans, she decided to get into action. No time could be wasted.
Haven, CoS
The Cheshire CatOOC: Imma just let this thread take as long as you want. Ping me for any clarifications. :D
GM Wombat
OOC: I’m totally going to toss in a pseudo alt-timeline here, because it makes sense under the circumstances.
IC:
Okay, an hour later things were moving towards getting back to normal, but not all of the crew had been treated yet. With her right hand thrust in her pocket, her fingers gripped the hypo lightly ready to trigger it at a moment’s notice. She was still in uniform of course and had the rebreather on, but she had formulated a plan to treat Zoi without risking herself too greatly.Arriving at Zoi’s temporary quarters, she was well aware that the neuroblocker was wearing off. But as things in general calmed down on the station, the less she needed it so it wasn’t a concern. Reaching out, she pressed the chime and then promptly reached her hand back into her pocket to hold hypo.
Commander Myqian, XO
An hour was plenty of time for Zoi to prepare not only herself but her quarters. She had showered and changed into a slinky silken blue nightgown with no back and a halter neck of pearls. At either end of the string of pearls was a glittering clip holding on to each side of the gown. A sheer matching robe lay draped over her shoulders, held closed by a small string of pearls across her waist from one lapel to the other. Her hair was a mass of blonde waves, full of volume and trailing down her back. Tiny pearls decorated her strands of waves here and there. Makeup had been carefully applied to enhance her features. Her feet were bare as she tread across the carpet, lighting the mass of candles littered over the surfaces of the room. They weren’t really on fire though. Such would be a safety hazard, but they looked very convincing. Flower petals of several types littered the floor. The air smelled fragrant but lightly so.
When she heard the chime, she rushed around like a chicken with her head cut off for a full 15 seconds before she shook herself and looked around for a way to properly display herself. She finally settled on the window seat area, leaning against the edge of the window in as sultry a manner as she could manage. She cleared her throat, her heart leaping in anticipation of Dira’s response and said “Come in.” trying for a deep and sultry voice to go with her look.
Haven, CoS
Stepping in, the anticipation was palpable and Dira immediately regretted how this was all unfolding. Not the setting and certainly not Zoi in all her gorgeousness, but the crisis was not entirely over and as first officer she couldn’t just switch off. Not yet. And yet… and yet.
“I am soooo underdressed. Or is it overdressed?” she said, gazing longingly at the woman who had so easily and quickly captured her attention. Though it was more than that. Mindful fo the still risk of exposure, Dira cautiously took off the rebreather, her hand still in her pocket holding the hypo.
Zoi couldn’t help herself as she saw Dira’s reaction. She smiled. She could feel every second of Dira’s eyes on her. IT was a glorious feeling of triumph and anticipation But then she frowned, looking at the rebreather and Dira’s cautious movements. Her heart sake as she realized what was likely to happen. Even under the influence, she was a smart woman and she knew that Dira was here to stop her fun.
Dira stepped closer, but slowly. “Do you trust me Zoi? Like fully trust me?”
Commander Myqian, XO
She could fight, but doing so would hurt Dira and no matter how fun fighting often was, she could not bring herself to hurt this woman in front of her. The pull of the spores to go find fun was hard to resist. Tears sprang to her bright baby blue eyes and she replied in a petulant tone. “You are here to stop my fun, aren’t you.”
Zoi felt the tug again, harder this time and her lip trembled. For the first time, she realizing something was going on and she wasn’t herself. It was hard to think… when had that happened. Certainly she trusted Dira as an Executive Officer, as her boss, but did she trust Dira as a person? She couldn’t get past the Cheshire Cat to even figure it out. Instead of answering the question, she whispered. “Dira something is wrong. Can you fix it?”
Haven, CoS
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