USS Manhattan
Captain's Quarters- If You Can't Stand the Heat
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Alex nodded and then said “No bonfires on my ship, Calloway. That’s an order.” and he spun her out, back in, and dipped her low and backwards as the music came to a slow stop.
“Not even holographic ones?” she said, demurring.
Lifting her back up, he smiled. “You keep up these kind of ideas, Faye, I may make you the Morale Officer.” and he gave her a wink.
Alex
Faye’s mouth dropped open and she swatted his arm with the back of her fingertips. “You take that back!” she said in a dark tone, despite her still relaxed demeanour. “I might be slightly more socially inclined these days, and maybe I don’t get panic attacks in large social gatherings anymore, mostly, but I’m still an introvert,” she said with a tiny smirk tugging that the corners of her mouth.
~Faye Calloway
“My ship, my rules.” and he laughed. Letting go of her he said “You know what? I’m really happy you are feeling comfortable here, Faye. That you do means more to me than you will ever really know. It’s the first really tangible sign I have had since I came aboard that I’m actually doing ok in the center chair. So… thank you. Thank you for investing so much in this ship… her crew… and yourself. I really am very proud of how far you have come.” and he smiled at her, that pride evident in his eyes.
Cochrane
“Well shucks there Cap’n, you’re goin’ to make me blush,” she quipped with some random accent she pulled from a random corner of her brain.” She was still standing close to him since the song ended, so she leaned into him and gave him a brief but firm hug.
Stepping away, Calloway looked over her shoulder, heading for the table to help tidy up. “Besides, I knew the night you came to see me at work on the auxiliary bridge and stayed to help that you would be a person I could trust. Fun fact, my whole calling you dha’rudh is a perfect sign of this. To date I only ever teasingly called one captain that because I actually trusted them at a time in my life when I trusted absolutely no one. I can respect a captain and still not get along with them and probably think them an idiot, but to trust them without question? Well… I think you know what that looks like. I trust you because you’re worthy of trust, Alex. You always were.”
~Faye Calloway
Alex smiled and picked up a few plates, dropping them in the recycler. “So are you, Faye. Never let anything make you doubt that, ok?”
“You’ve never experienced my right-hook,” she said airily as she grabbed a cloth to wipe everything down. He had to know by now that by her tone she was joking, right?
He looked around the room after they had cleaned up a bit and said “Ok, only thing left is the table.” and he cast a withering glance at it. “Maybe would could accidentally throw it through the window… what do you think?” and he chuckled.
Cochrane
“Ehhh, not recommended. That whole exposure to the vacuum of space is reportedly terrible for ones state of living. So I’ve heard,” Calloway said as she came to stand at the far side of the table, so he got to step backwards this time.
“Lift on three. One. Two. Three,” she said, as she ground down into her feet, and lifted her body upwards with her hips, just lifting the table enough that they could scootch it back into place.”
When they had it in place, Faye gladly set it in place and stood there with her hands on her hips. “Yep, definitely the holodeck next time. At least you can accidentally break one like this. Less scratches.”
~Faye Calloway