Clambake: Running

Posted on Fri Apr 13th, 2018 @ 4:14am by Reessem Nubohn KIA (*) & Lieutenant Selina Fenruse (*)

Mission: Mission 6 - Azzia
Location: Bluff overlooking the beach near lake lake Do'govi
Timeline: MD 03: 1830 hours
569 words - 1.1 OF Standard Post Measure

ON::

"There she is Monk." Selina called pointing out Reesseem.

Deacon felt his eyes widen and his heart race. To Run Towards or To Run Away he thought as the Mademoiselle came walking up towards the group. Most of the others were belling up to the kegs, tasting each, leaving Deacon behind, standing at the table feeling very much alone. To Run Towards or To Run Away. Looking at Selina, he smiled awkwardly and winked. Run Towards.

As Deacon approached Reessem in the waning light, he thought of half a dozen clever ways to greet her from showing her how the Rose hadn’t killed him yet to saying something dashing and dramatic in French. She was so busy looking around she seemed to not see him until she walked right into his chest. Suddenly he found her delicate smooth hands in his rough calloused ones. Staring down at them, seeing the vast differences he felt like an artless, crude thing, but he wouldn't run away.

“Good Evening Mademoiselle,” he said quietly trying and failing to resist the urge to softly squeeze her hands before allowing them to simply rest in his momentarily. He then lowered his arms to allow her hands to slip from his. It was the last thing he wanted to do. He wouldn't run away from the music of her soul. He also knew that if he ever hoped to dance with her to that divine music, it would require giving her the freedom to walk away from him.

“It’s very, nice to see you again.” He looked into her eyes, hoping she would allow herself to see him, “I can’t tell you how happy I am that you came. There’s plenty to eat and drink. Are you familiar with Azzarian Cuisine?”

Reessem sat down with Lhaes and smiled softly. "I didn't think this was your scene at all." She murmured trying very hard to ignore Deacon stood watching her.

And their Deacon stood in vapor lock, not quite sure what had just happened. Well, what exactly did you expect, doofus? his little voice said, For her to come up to you and proclaim a heartfelt love she's developed from all the experiences you've shared? You know all 4 hours of them. "Same world, different Universe," he whispered, shaking his head with a wistful grin.

"What was that you said Deek-baba?" Yad asked, appearing at Deacon's shoulder trying to get an inside track on what his friend thoughts of this newest stranger.

"Just thinking of an old joke," Deacon replied, turning away from 'the Doc' and Reessem, trying to not make a spectacle of himself. "It's funny as hell, which of course makes it all the more tragic."

Yad narrowed his eyes, as his gaze shifted from Deacon to Reessem and back again, "That sounds very 'Monk'ish, my friend. Are you sure that is what you believe?"

"What I believe is that I should have couple drinks with my new shipmates." The Rigellian replied, then turning to the rest of the crew said, "Hey Hal slow it down, or I'll need to get some training wheels for you, or at the very least a walker."

OFF::

Deacon Kane
Engineering Contractor
D&T Engineering

Selina Fenruse
Engineer
SS Mary Rose
(PNPC Gregnol)

Reessem Nubohn
Administrator
SS Mary Rose
(NPC Gregnol)