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USS Asimov

Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home

Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home

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Lucky for her that he disappeared under the water and didn’t wait for her response. She wasn’t sure she was ready to give him one. He was right enough on that, and his hesitation at telling her wasn’t entirely misplaced. She didn’t fear his depth of feeling but at the same time she was’t sure what she was feeling herself. Maybe she wasn’t ready, or maybe she was in denial. Who knew.

Diving in gently, she followed him back through the tunnel, trying to ignore the unease the tunnel itself brought up. She wasn’t claustrophobic, but definitely one of those ill-placed side effects of her PTSD was the fear of being trapped. of having no way out. Tight spaces didn’t help that feeling even if they themselves weren’t the thing she was afraid of. But all her training helped her push through the discomfort, setting it aside so that she could complete a task: in this case, making it through and safely back up to the surface of the pool at the waterfall. Rigorous hardship training had its perks.

~Shara

As she surfaced, Micah was already at the side. The sun had definitely moved on it’s journey as they had been inside the cavern, and the late afternoon light reflected off the water. He had the creel open and had just placed the two jars inside with the trout and he looked back at her and said “Well, looks like your company kept me occupied for a while longer than I thought.” and he grinned. He climbed out and climbed onto a rock, standing in all his ‘glory’ and letting the sun dry him off. He picked up her rod and said “Still need one more for dinner, right?” and cast across the pool to the far side.

Micah

“I thought I was eating Gratin of Breech,” she deadpanned as she drew herself out of the water and squeezed the water out of her long hair. With a second ringing out, she moved over to her clothing and just slipped the sleeveless shirt over top. She could dry off properly later and the sun would help with that. That didn’t mean she didn’t cast occasional glances at Micah’s naked body, momentarily thinking about making use of that tub later.

~Shara

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