Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2017 17:08:23 GMT -8
“Ok, you want to get in my good books? Rule number one... Stop apologizing, makes people look weak if they keep on saying they're sorry for every little thing they do.”
Right then and there, as far as Hesperus was concerned, Ensign Shaw had become a friend...not just any kind of friend....but a best friend. Shaw knew. Shaw wasn't offended. Shaw understood. A smile formed on Hes' face as she socked her fellow officer hard in the shoulder before laying the same arm across her shoulders and tugging her in close.
“Enjoy your drinks.”
"No-no-no-no-no-no! You are, how did they say it? Cool? You get IT, Ms. Shaw. You understand. No, come drink with us. Let's be Zaldan, and drink, laugh, and cry together! Not an apology between us to be heard, and the books regarding me positive for it, I hope! And maybe, just maybe, this gentlemen (socks Diran in the arm) Zald will be a scoundrel instead by making sure one of us has something to feel regretful about in the morning!"
Hesperus had gone native...not Peleb native, but native back home native. There would be no filter now after Shaw's remark. No sense of diplomacy or sensitivity. Shaw had opened the proverbial Pandora's box with one remark. Whether she knew then was subject to debate.
Perhaps it was the air.
Perhaps it was Diran bringing the culture back to her.
Perhaps it was Shaw's brutal honesty.
Whatever it was, Hes felt compelled to enjoy the moment with all honesty. Caution to wind and caution be damned. She didn't want to be alone. She wanted to know Shaw more and tease Diran like he had teased her.
She had worked hard all day to get good samples for research. She had done her bid for Fleet and Federation. It was time to be a little rowdy. To express what lay beneath the poise and discipline.
She could feel shame tomorrow.
Tonight was about putting pain behind. Recovering from it. Monroe would hopefully be doing the same in some way. The whole crew hopefully.
"Have you had liquor?..."
Hes looked between both Shaw and Diran, forgetting her intense demand at him from earlier and instead smiling wide.
"Have any of us drank before...like...the real thing?"
She again looked from one to the other.
"I've only ever seen people drink it...like Mr. Ves...I mean my great grandpa...he liked Scotch."
TBC: Ensign Athena Shaw,@mikoyo, ALL