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USS Asimov

Nightmares Tell Us What to Pray Against

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Nightmares Tell Us What to Pray Against

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Aasrel hugged her tightly and shook his head. “No, not at all.” He rested his head against her, relieved and happy. “I just… I don’t know. I didn’t want you to feel pressured to say it.”

~ Aasrel

Bethany shook her head against his shoulder. “I don’t.” In fact there was some almost giddy relief that he had said it first. She rested against him just breathing the moment in for a bit. If there were gods, they were cruel. Why now? Why this mission? When she was quite literally killing herself? It wasn’t fair to Aasrel. She was long years past ever expecting or wanting something fair for herself.

She kissed him, hugging him tightly, before disappearing into the bathroom.

Bethany

Aasrel kissed her back, holding her tightly. Then she slipped away and disappeared into the bathroom. Aasrel followed her in with a little smile, drying his eyes one more time.

~ Aasrel


Bethany pressed the button to open one of the vanity drawers, and she pulled out a medium sized tub of lotion. Her skin felt overly dry and itchy. She massaged it into her arms, shoulders and down her legs. Her skin looked red, but she attributed that to using a higher sonic setting than she was used to.

She slipped her robe up over her shoulders and tied the belt. She brushed her hair, but decided it was too much effort to try and braid it. She suddenly felt very tired and shaky. She turned into Aasrel, dropping her arms over his shoulders and giving him a long lingering kiss. “How about lunch?”

Bethany

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