Another Day In Paradise

Posted on Wed Jan 9th, 2019 @ 5:53pm by Captain Sebastian Deauvuex (*) & Chief Helmsman Eden Bowers
Edited on on Sun Apr 14th, 2019 @ 9:13am

Mission: Ishimura
Location: USS Ishimura
Timeline: 2243
779 words - 1.6 OF Standard Post Measure

Eden was talking to herself, this was not such an unusual occurrence. Last night had not gone well. It was her fault. The trouble was, she didn't know how she had wanted it to go. She liked talking to him, she liked listening to him but more . . . . she didn't know yet. And what had he wanted? Carrying a parcel in her hands she turned a corner, not paying attention to where she was going and collided with something semi-solid which sent her crashing to the floor where she banged her nose on the hard deck plating.

Sebastian looked down at the much lighter person as they collided with him and got sent to the floor. He glanced at the woman next to him who he had been talking to and shrugged. "Ah... Ensign." He said thinking that it had to be that woman of all the females on the ship. He crouched to help her back up.

She accepted the hand and was back on her feet in a few seconds. Gingerly touching to her nose to make sure she wasn't bleeding she started spouting apologies. "I'm so sorry, I turned around for a moment." The presence of someone else made this more awkward. "Umm, Captain, I was just on my way to give this to you." At least the parcel was wrapped in brown paper and looked unobtrusive.

Sebastian glanced at the woman next to him and stared at her until she rolled her eyes and moved off down the corridor. “Are you sure it isn’t broken?” He wondered looking at her worried. He was pretty solid compared to her, he knew he could pack a mean punch if needed. “What is it?” He wondered looking at the parcel. This exchange was confusing it had been so awkward last nights and he truly didn’t know if it was him or her.

"I'm sure it's fine," Eden said, afraid to touch it much. It was stinging but the pain wasn't distracting her that much. "Open it, that's usually how you find out what's behind the paper." She looked expectantly at him. "I made it," she clarified. "I just finished it . . . been working on it a long time actually and I always intended to give it away as a gift I just didn't know who to give it to. Until last night."

Sebastian held out what he had been holding to her and unwrapped the parcel looking inside what he was bring given. He smiled when he saw the material inside. “It is lovely. What have I done to deserve this?” He asked glancing down the corridor to see the blonde there waiting still.

Perhaps she had misunderstood, Eden glanced at the other woman and was beginning to feel an emotion she couldn't quite identify. "Oh well, it's an apology. I'm . . . not good with people. Animals I understand, machines I get. I feel like I made things really awkward for you so," she gestured to the blanket.

"That is Captain Milligan. She's is my counterpart on the Livingstone that we are docked with today." He said as if to explain the woman and the way she was watching them. "I think as the older of us both I was the one who made things awkward. I should know better but this is lovely and there is nothing to apologise for," Sebastian assured.

"Well, I would stand here and argue with you but you're way above me in rank and position, not to mention I don't think you should keep her waiting, she looks rather grumpy. You are wrong though, it was me. Keep the blanket anyway. I should probably go to sickbay," Eden sighed, wondering now if her nose really was broken, it was beginning to throb greatly.

"She is rather grumpy." The man agreed cryptically but nodded to concede her point. Captain Fransceca Milligan wasn't a woman who liked to be kept waiting or anything. "I will come and check on you later. Merci for this Eden," he said smoothing the material under his finger tips. He offered her a smile before he went to catch up with the other Captain.

"You're welcome," Eden replied as she watched him hurry to catch up with the other Captain. She smoothed down the brown paper which the blanket had been wrapped in, folded it and resolved to keep it. Maybe she could use it for notes about her mysteries. Paper was precious in her eyes. Turning she wandered towards sickbay, her thoughts far from the pain in her nose.

Ensign Eden Bowers
Chief Helmsman
USS Ishimura

Captain Sebastian Deauvuex
Commanding Officer
USS Ishimura
(PNPC Gregnol)