USS Asimov
While the Cat's Away...
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in While the Cat’s Away…
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in While the Cat’s Away…
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Bethany waved her hand, not her. Though she had caused an off duty altercation to get tossed into a detention center to get to a prisoner. But that wasn’t what Shara asked. “Okay, let’s see…” She glanced around at the officers, “Never have I ever painted myself green and posed as an Orion pleasure dancer on or off duty.” The bridge went really quiet as everyone glanced around certain that was far too specific…then the helm officer turned bright red and got up and grabbed a piece of the licorice, tossed her hair, “I was good too.” Then sat down to good natured laughter.
Gadi
Shara rose and took a piece of liquorice, bit off half of it and set the uneaten half resting in her hand. “I’m not going to say which half is the right one.”
It was time to up the ante, and either entertain the others or see if she could force Bethy’s hand a little- or both in all likelihood. But one had to warm up to it. “Never have I ever pretended to be a person from a different species.” And it was Shara who took another candy and popped it plus the half in her hand into her mouth, scowling with a slight shudder. Let them guess what that was supposed to mean.
Commander Calloway, CIO
Bethany grinned as Shara took the liquorice and then with a roll of her eyes got up and took a piece and bit off a not so healthy amount and made a face (for the JOs’ benefit). That stuff was nasty. Bethy thought it over…thinking back to her team and grinned, “Never have I ever lost a fight because I tripped on my own feet.”
Gadi, CoS
One of the JOs grumbled as they moved over and took a piece. “This game is rigged,” they muttered.
Shara laughed. “Oh honey, that was true the moment we set foot on the bridge.”
NE Kellin at Operations leaned over the console, eyes gleaming as she took in both Gadi and Calloway. “Never have I ever faked my own death. One candy per time.”
It was Calloway’s turn to groan. She pointed two fingers at her own eyes and then turned her hand to Kellin. And then took not one, not two, five pieces of licorice. “I’m going to take my time with these so I don’t throw up.”
Commander Calloway, CIO