USS Asimov
Mess Hall- Games of Seduction
Posted by Lindsay B in Mess Hall- Games of Seduction
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Mess Hall- Games of Seduction
Posted by Lindsay B in Mess Hall- Games of Seduction
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Micah shrugged. “Names can be messy. Anonymity can be a hell of a lot of fun, too.” he said with a grin. “Besides, if you wanted me to know it, you woulda told me. We’ll just have ta see how creative I can get if the opportunity arises to have to yell out your name at some point.” and he chuckled.
Pikelsimer
“That’s pretty bold of you,” she said, dropping her voice a bit more. “Though you could call me practically anything. If you say it just right, I’ll probably know you were referring to me.” Her gaze was intense and just shy of winking at him, she was absolutely fine with him knowing that she was enjoying the banter.
~Renden Jassa
His voice dropped to match hers, and his eyes sparkled with a very specific kind of mischief. “Well, maybe we should go somewhere more private and we can test that theory out? But I will tell ya, I’m a might rusty with my calls. We might have to test it three or four times just to make sure. Think you could handle that?”
Pikelsimer
“Practice makes perfect, or so they say,” she said simply, setting her glass on the table and with a fluid turn in her chair, slid out of it without even pushing the chair backwards. Then, the blond Bajoran simply sauntered out of the mess hall without any preamble and stepped into the corridor.
~Renden Jassa
Pikelsimer grinned and downed the last of his glass and sealed the jar on the table. He stood and looked at the table of gossips nearby. “One word, and I’ll gut you.” he said with a hint of malice. Inside, he laughed.
He made his way out into the passageway and looked around. Seeing his new ‘friend’, he walked over to her and said “So… you have any place in mind we can continue our little… talk?”
Pikelsimer
Letting him catch up with her, Jassa moved down the corridor with a surface ease that covered a tension of energy rippling underneath. She didn’t even look at Micah as she took deliberately relaxed steps. She was in no hurry, despite the anticipation. “Since we’re just talking, that could be just about anywhere, couldn’t it? But I do know this ship very well.”
~Renden Jassa
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