Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - A Much Needed Vacay

Posted by Lieutenant Cara Esmé O’Farrell (Counselor / Education Specialist) in Side Sim - A Much Needed Vacay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - A Much Needed Vacay
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“Nope. Keep ‘em closed just till we get to the room.” he said softly. He jerked his head in a silent ‘What’s up?’ to the desk clerk and he carried Cara all the way to the room door.

Gravel

The desk clerk grinned and nodded back. Once they were passed he chuckled quietly and wondered if that counted as something Yos considered out of the ordinary for his sister-in-law.

Cara had a brief second where she wondered what he was up to, and then it was gone. She thought she agreed with an “Okay” but she didn’t actually say anything. They should be through the rotating doors by now shouldn’t they? Mmmm…she could walk but she’d rather lay on him and listen to his heart beat. Maybe in a minute.
“Don…drop meh, ya…hhhhh…sho’sz too.” Impressively her voice was sleepy slurred and not drunken slurred.

Cara

“Not gonna happen.” he said softly. “Hey, hun… why don’t ya just relax until we get to the room?” he said as he opened the door and walked into the dark room. He carried her to the bedroom, laid her down, got her undressed and into one of his t-shirts that fit her like a nightgown. “C’mon doll, drink.” he said as he held her head and tipped the glass of water with dissolved aspirin in it to her lips.

Having successfully accomplished getting her in bed, he stared at her for a long time, smiling in the dark. Then he took six aspirin himself and downedna pitcher of water before crawling into bed next to her falling almost immediately asleep.

Gravel

Cara was having the most amazing dream. Gravel proposed at Mike’s Place. There was something about a drinking contest and Gravel won. Cara grinned in her sleep and rolled over, right into a strip of really bright sunlight. “Uuugghhh.” She yanked the blanket up over her head. Okay so the drinking happened…a lot of it. Her mouth felt fuzzy and nasty and her head had a dull ache that, really should be worse. Maybe she could go back to sleep for a little longer and continue that dream.

Cara

“I have water, orange juice, dry toast, and some aspirin for ya.” a deep rumbling voice said quietly. “How’s the head, chica? I imagine after all that you downed last night, it’s pretty sore.” and Gravel chuckled softly.

Gravel

That wonderful rumble she loved so much rolled and bounced across her skull admonishing her for whatever stupid thing she had done the night before. Cara made a painful noise that was muffled in the mattress. At least he thought it was funny. Laying in bed would not make it better. She would much rather go back to her dream, but now she wasn’t sure what was drunken memory and what was drunken dream.

She didn’t remember going to bed or changing. At least she was clothed this time. She sat up slowly. She groaned as the room tilted. “How much did I drink?” She scrubbed her face with her right hand and stopped and looked at it puzzled. Her ring was gone. She flipped the blanket back, moved pillows, felt around the bedside table, and glanced along the floor before slipping off the bed to look underneath. Her hangover would just have to wait until she found it. Did she take it off? Why? Did it fall off at the bar? How did she not notice last night?

Cara

Gravel chuckled and lifted the mini-PaDD he had just for this moment and began recording. He said “How much did you drink? I’m just gonna say ‘Yes.’ and leave it at that. It was actually impressive. And what are you looking for, crazy woman?” he asked with a grin. She had forgotten. And she hadn’t looked at her other hand yet.

Gravel

“My ring’s gone.” What did she do with it? “My Claddagh that my gran gave me.” (The fact she clarified should have been her first hint.) Gravel’s mini-PaDD was getting a good peek at her rear just barely covered by his t-shirt moving about as she tried to search under the bed. She puffed out a breath, if she could think past the headache she could remember what she did with it. She slid her hands back towards her, and that’s when the sensation on her left hand registered. Cara might have cursed herself. No absolutely not, she did not get that drunk she forgot that. Cara definitely cursed herself, and her face flushed almost as red as her hair. She went still and then sat back on her feet. “Dresluvian rain and bass pickups,” her voice was clear but quiet. She looked at her hand, “Oh…f#*% yeah. I didna dream that.” And just like that the fog in her head lifted. She stared at it and she said his name in that way that always sent shocks across his skin, “Grah-VEL.”

Cara

He chuckled and said “Yes, my dear fiance?” and he laughed, still recording. “And your other ring is in your suitcase, safe and sound. I just thought your sister might like to see the morning after.” and he grinned at her.

Gravel

Whatever she was about to say was effectively stopped…twice. Once as she got this really happy and distracted look in her face when he said ‘fiance’. Twice when he laughed and she set the heels of her hands against her head and groaned. Her sister? “Yer evil.” Emilia was going to have a field day.

She side leaned against bed and shook a finger at him, “Yer no allowed ta carry me ta bed anymore. It does weird things ta my memory.” At least the lights weren’t overly bright and the curtains mostly closed. Then she looked at him. It was a humorous mix of headache grimace and happy elation. “I have a question for ya. Why are ya over there recordin’ for my sister and no over here kissin’ me good mornin’, future husband?”

Then her mouth fell open. “Oh my god…Big Mike won my pool…”

Cara