Posted Nov. 3, 2020, 11:17 a.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
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“Only if you feel up for it,” Dira said firmly, still holding Zoi’s hand. “While we could definitely use people helping as others get treated, if you felt you needed more time, you are more than welcome to take it. Either way, I’m going to wait until you’re okay before I leave, alright?” While there might be things that required her attention right now, Dira was not the kind of person to just run out on a person in need. And there was another part of her too that for once wanted to not be the one walking away from this woman. Leaving together, or leaving because it was the next natural step would be a nice change, rather than her having to run away from a situation she previously wasn’t sure how to deal with. Now she was sure what she, what they both wanted. It was only a matter of timing.
Commander Myqian, XO
Zoi nodded. “Let me get changed. Something tells me I might lose some of my respect stepping out to help in this. Not to mention the impracticality of it.” She touched Dira’s wrist for a moment before moving off to her bedroom and bathroom. It was in the bathroom that she got a look at what she looked like and she gasped. “Oh Jiminy Crickets! What on earth did I do to my hair!?” She burst into laughter and quickly worked to remove most of the pearls affixed to her hair. The effect had been beautiful but it had to have been significantly more effort than she regularly put into her hair to make that much volume and those pearls.... Oh my.
When she finally finished what she could see and feel, she quickly put her hair up in a knot and changed into her uniform. There may be pearls yet still in her hair, but she wanted to get to work. Zoi emerged ready to go and nodded to Dira. “Shall we?”
Haven, CoS
“Almost,” Dira said, moving towards Zoi with the rebreather in her right hand. Reaching up to Zoi’s face to cup her jaw with her left hand, Dira leaned in for a kiss. Maybe it was just a promise for later, or maybe it was the tension between them, and all over the station, but Dira was tired of resisting the inevitable and while they couldn’t do more right now, she just wanted one small taste of this strange set of feeling between them.
Commander Myqian, XO
Zoi smiled a moment before Dira’s lips met hers. She closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss, taking it for what it was … a moment of joy and peace in the chaos of the current situation. The kiss was light and warmed her all the way to her toes. WIth a small sound of protest, she put an end to the kiss, nipping Dira’s lip and taking her left hand in Zoi’s right. “Alright. Let’s go.” She squeezed her hand and put her own rebreather she had replicated in her bedroom, into place.
Haven, CoS
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