Posted by Lieutenant Hannah Lori Asimina (Asst. Chief Medical Officer) in Date Night In The Place With A View

Posted by Civilian Jason Reilly (Assistant Director - Colonial Intelligence) in Date Night In The Place With A View

Posted by Lieutenant Hannah Lori Asimina (Asst. Chief Medical Officer) in Date Night In The Place With A View
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Jason had told Hannah he was going to his office, which wasn’t a lie. He did, and ran all the names and places she had told him over their hours together. She was legitimate, and the relief he felt was surprising.

He left and went to his new apartment, the multi-level penthouse of rhe brand new Sky Harbor Tower. He met with the new building manager, security head, and maintenance lead. He then went to his new home, scoured the place for illicit surveillance, set up countermeasures, and then waited for the caterer to show up.

An hour before Hannah was due, the caterer arrived. Nachos, Deltan gumbo, pizza, chili, Monty Cristo sandwiches, and loaded baked potatoes were all set up and kept at the ideal temp with twenty minutes to spare before she was due to arrive. Jason shooed them out and told them they could pick up tomorrow downstairs. He then raced to the bathroom, showered, brushed his hair and put on a pale green button down shirt and a pair of gray slacks. He looked at himself in the mirror, and the sudden realization of him being nervous was not lost on him.

Reilly

Hannah’s trip to the Centurion didn’t take more than a couple of hours. An adjustment to the settings on the burn unit took care of everything. She spent the rest of her afternoon and evening in her quarters. She spent about an hour staring at her screen unable to find the motivation to make a visual recording. There was no point and it only made things harder unnecessarily. The rest of the time she wondered and stressed over everything. And whether or not she was making a good decision in the ling run and not just for right now. She had been completely honest and open with Jason. Even about things she should not have. She prayed he had been as well.

She realized most people were not interested in a woman with a baby. It was why she said something now because…Hannah wouldn’t lie. At 7 she got up, showered and changed. Black tampered but relaxed leggins that buttoned up from the cuff were paired with a grey and black floral lace and satin camisole. Over it she pulled on a light weight rose colored sweater that wrapped around and had large button on her right side. She gazed in the mirror, “No regrets Hannah. Even if he changed his mind.” She clipped her badge to her shirt, stepped into her flats and left the complex. She wasn’t accustomed to needing a ground car, and so she arrived at the building and entered the lobby 2 minutes after 8. The walk took longer than she expected.

Asimina

When the chime rang, Jason almost had a panic attack. What are you doing? Why are you doing this? And she is going to have a BABY! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!?!…

And he opened the door.

She was gorgeous. And he suddenly felt like everything was ok. He smiled at her and signed I wasn’t sure you’d come, and I am glad you did. You look beautiful, Hannah. and he gestured her inside.

Her smile probably looked how he felt - nervous and relieved. Jason just looked confident and relaxed. I wasn’t sure you would answer the door. She stood there a moment just looking at him. The shirt made his eyes look so much…well more. Her fingers splayed wide and she shook her back and forth at the wrist near her neck - sign for ‘he’s hot’. She blushed and quickly put her hand down.

The place had been transformed. It actually looked like someone lived there. The seemingly mismatched and ‘ecclectic’ things he had selected that afternoon fit… and fit well. And the place smelled great with all the food. Drink? he asked. I have fresh juices and soda. Whatever you want.

Reilly

The food smelled great…except for…something. The cleaner used on the new furniture. Apple or anything with ginger.

Both? I can make you a ginger ale with some apple juice. he asked. His mind was still screaming at him, but he chose to simply ignore it.

Hannah barely contained the look of yuck the idea of the two drinks together caused. B didn’t like the idea. That’s okay, just juice for now.

She looked around as she went further into the space. It suited him. She had seen it while he was shopping, but it all came together nicely. Did everything arrive? But what was she doing here? Well that was easy, because she wanted to be because she liked him. And that was…huge.

Asimina

It did. and he walked over and handed her the drink and faced her. “My hands hurt from signing.” and he laughed. He the said “But I found a feature of this place we weren’t shown when we looked. Ready?”

She smiled, he had ordered a lot to be delivered. She took the glass and sipped. “That is what your 25/7 concierge is for. To sign for you.” And she grinned. Hannah would go nuts doing that though. Having someone else handling all of her business. “Oh?” She was curious but unsurprised. That woman hadn’t intended to show Jason anything. “Ready.”

He went to the wall by the massive windows and pressed a series of buttons. The bottom seven feet of the windows slowly lowered, opening the apartment to the night air, quite unintentionally getting rid of the cleaner smell… at least for a bit. He dimmed the lights and said “Follow me, I want to show you something.”

Hannah turned watching all the windows go down. That was cool, she grinned. As the breeze came in it reminded her of some of her climbs after reaching the top.

He led her out onto the wide balcony. From the living room. From this side, they could see the main park of the city in front of them. He took her hand, interlacing his fingers with hers, and slowly led her to where the balcony wrapped around the corner of the building. From that side, the lights of Oed at night shown and sparkled, but it was quiet. No sound of traffic or shuttles… just lights and peace.

Reilly

She glanced down at their hands once. Her thumb rubbed over his hand as his fingers laced with hers. As they stepped around the corner her mouth made an ‘O’ shape. She was still for a moment, then, Beautiful. Hannah moved to the edge of the balcony. The nearness of the edge didn’t bother her, there was a barrier after all, but Jason would get the impression even without the barrier, Hannah wouldn’t be bothered. “It’s like looking down at the stars. It’s beautiful.” She breathed in, “And peaceful.”

Asimina

He wasn’t looking at the view. He was looking at her silhouetted against the view. And Jason Reilly- the man who had mastered the art of using people and manipulating events to get what was wanted or, in the case of many a beautiful woman- lost his ability to breathe. His chest was tight, constricted, his pupils dilating. For a moment he thought maybe she had poisoned him. But no… he was simply having feelings for her. String ones that made no sense to him right then, but would as he thought on them later. But right there, right then… he was scared.

He cleared his throat and, when he could breathe, he said “You look so beautiful right there. It suits you.”

Reilly

Hannah turned and looked at him. He kept saying that. Hannah knew she was pretty. That wasn’t vanity, but she had never been self conscious about her looks. She was who she was. It wasn’t until her last two years on the Fearless that being self conscious had started. It was never about her looks though. She had learned very quickly, however, after leaving home that men made such compliments and weren’t sincere. So she tended to take them with a grain of salt. It was his body language that said more and brought color tonher cheeks that the breeze didn’t cool. She didn’t know what to make of her reaction or why she was there.

“I like high places. The wind is always moving.” She turned her face into, pulling her hair back. “When I was little I didn’t know the wind made a sound. It was always there, still pr moving but silent. Like me.” She grinned. “My dad said I was an…” she always has trouble with that word a-d-r-e-n-a-l-i-n-e “seeker. I didn’t want to miss out on anything.”

“But the question is…do you like it? It’s your home.”

Asimina

Jason wasn’t thinking when he spoke, it was just the words that were the plain and unhindered truth. “I like it more now that you are in it.” His eyes widened at the implications of what he said, but he cleared his throat and refused to backpeddle or try and cover, despite what his brain was telling him to do. “Sorry if that was too much. My brain is telling me to shut up, and it is usually pretty on point.” and he chuckled in a self-deprecating fashion and looked at the floor as heat colored his cheeks slightly.

Reilly

He was blushing. So he wasn’t quite as self assured as he looked. That actually made Hannah feel better. “No,” Then Hannah looked away and then gave a nervous smile, “Well…maybe a bit. More surprising and unexpected than too much.” So many questions, so many things to consider, so much that should be said or not, so much was changing and who she was today would not be her in a matter of weeks and short months. It was enough to make her dizzy and grip the railing. Why was she doing this? It certainly wasn’t fair to Jason, but was that even her decision?

Asimina

The sound of her hand landing on the railing moved his eyes up and he saw her grip the top of the barrier. He moved to her side and put his hand gently on the small of her back. Are you ok? Should we go inside and sit? he signed.

Reilly