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 Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻

(snip)

A loud curse from inside accompanied heavy footfalls and the clinking of a cup on the counter. Soon the door opened and Micah came out, sans clothes, holding the steaming cup of coffee in his metal hand. “Well… I told ya the hangover would be a doozy. Gods… it’s like a Klingon version of ‘Stomp’ in my head.” and he took a seat on the step next to her and said “Morning, love. How are you feelin’?” and he took a drink.

Micah

Shara sipped and turned to him. “Like I was hit by a shuttlecraft, dragged across a deck for awhile and tossed at a bulkhead for good measure. Amazing people still like to drink after feeling like this,” she grumbled before she sipped her coffee. “My memory is iffy too. I’ve heard that/s a possible outcome, but it’s… weird experiencing it,” she said, her tone light, but the knuckles of the hand holding her cup were paler.

~Shara

Micah chuckled and then grimaced in pain. “Yeah… that s#!+ can erase whole days.” and he looked at her. There was a tenseness there that wasn’t hangover. A furrow of concern took hold of his face and he said “Hey… you ok? You look… I dunno… either pissed or in shock. And you squeeze that mug much tighter you’re gonna break it and cut yourself.”

Micah

Gods her stomach was turning! The coffee wasn’t helping much and well, the rest of it was making her not feel great as well. But the thing was she wasn’t angry. No. Just… hell, she didn’t know. And there he was sitting there, naked, happy as you please with no idea they were.... were… damn it.

Exhaling, Shara shook her head. “Not feeling well. My stomach,” she said, pushing up to her feet. “I’m going in,” she said abruptly, disappearing into the house.
Moving up the stairs with her coffee, Shara slipped into the spacious bathroom and sat on the edge of the giant jet tub, looking out ver the expansive view.

~Shara

Micah was right behind her. “Sha… hey… Sha! Wait, will you?” As she sat down on the edge of the tub, Micah walked in and said “Hey… what the hell? I know hangovers and this ain’t no hangover. Talk to me, Sha…” and he sat down next to her and looked at her, worry covering his face.

She didn’t know what to say, her heart was racing and her chest felt tight.

He waited a moment and then turned on the water. “Hot water, you and me in the tub. I’m not asking. Strip and get in, dammit. We’re gonna talk about whatever the hell is going on.”

Micah

As her stomach roiled, Shara slid off the edge of the bathtub and moved over towards the toilet. And promptly threw up. And it was like a switch had gone off and she started crying , but there was hysterical laughter all mixed into it.

~Shara