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USS Odin

Side Sim Eden Prime Resort First one doing the walk of shame from the Captain's room wins

Posted by Kate O’Neill in Side Sim Eden Prime Resort First one doing the walk of shame from the Captain’s room wins
Elizabeth Montgomery sat at the bar taking in the landscape but she was not looking at the palm trees or ferns. She was not even looking at the pristine ocean rolling in both at the insane pool that doubled as an inland lake or the actual ocean beyond the barrier. She was looking at a man that probably looked far better with his shirt off than currently on. She watched him sitting there casually sipping his drink and pretending not to be interested in anything but the book he was holding. Maybe because he seemed so not interested in meeting people at the moment made Elizabeth more interested in saying hello. Whoever this guy was, he was not going to be alone for long and Eloise planned for it to be her and not some leggy blonde who couldn’t see her feet without bending over.

Moving off her barstool she grabbed her purse and walked across the patio the clack-clack of her flip-flops sounded her approach like a cadence. “Is this seat taken,” she asked before letting out a laugh. Looking up O’Connor would see a woman that had to be six foot and about one hundred and forty pounds. The effect of her physique and height completely explained why her friend’s nicked named her Betty Spaghetti because she did have the body of a long thing noodle. Her fire-engine red hair was long and came down over her shoulders to almost her waist.

Not caring about his reply she sat down as he spoke. “You here on vacation or do you work here,” she asked signaling for the waiter to bring her a drink.

Elizabeth “Betty” Montgomery

Garrett looked up at Elizabeth and smiled a warm smile. The man looked like he fell out of a Starfleet recruiting poster. Chiseled features, broad shoulders, sandy brown hair and sea blue eyes, the man was clearly an officer… a pilot likely by the gold wings on the black ball cap on the table next to his desk.

“On leave… actually. If you’d like to join me, the seat’s free” His voice was relaxed and warm like the sand on the beach.

Garrett

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