USS Asimov
Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in 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
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Hear, hear,” she said, lifting her jar and taking a gulp. “What about you? Your little jaunt over to the DQ wasn’t exactly planned. What are the next plans job-wise? Or have they told you yet?” There was a warmth that had spread down her throat from the moonshine and was settling into her stomach. It was cozy, just like being snuggled up with Micah.
~Shara
“Perk of my job… I pick my assignments. I organize my own ops. All my bosses care about is results. I may get the occasional Intel packet about an individual or organization and I’m asked to look into it; but for the most part I just do what I want. As long as the bad guys get theirs at the end of the day, I’m all good.” and he took a sip and then looked at her. “Besides, I told them I was off for the next couple three weeks. And they know better than to interrupt my ‘me’ time.” and he laughed.
Micah
Shara laughed too. She liked his laugh- he had a nice one and she could imagine that a man like him that was very serious a lot of the time didn’t just break it out on a whim. “Well good, I’m not sure I’m up for visitors, though after my time is up here, I do have to swing through San Fran to meet with the bosses and get my assignment.” She tilted her head and looked up at him slightly. “That and I have a crate of belongings that’s been in my storage locker at HQ while I’ve been on assignment, which means it’s sat there gathering items here and there for almost two decades. I thought it was about time we were reunited.” Hmmm, bad choice of word, but then again that was only because of thoughts in her head lately.
~Shara
Micah looked at her for a moment and then said “You now, I got an encrypted comms station and dedicated feed here. Why not just call ‘em and ask for your next job from here? You can know where you’re going and have some time to either get used to the idea or try and change it. And we can always make a trip and pick up your crate and bring it back, if you want. Up to you. Might be easier to sort through here than in a hotel room the night before a shuttle flight.”
Micah
She gave a slow nod. “Can do…” It was a pretty basic trip and there were transporter hubs all over the place. Hell, they could probably beam from his ship! The thought amused her. “You know, if I had to guess, you just want to be around when I go through my things because you’re curious what I’d have in there,” she said, waggling her brows.
~Shara
Micah looked at her and said “I won’t deny a certain curiosity as to what you think is important, no. But I also want you to have the chance to do that, too.” He took a drink and swallowed, taking in a breath as the warmth hit home. “And it also means you bending over and we watching that, so it’s a win-win.” and he grinned at her.
Micah