*Security almost immediately storms in, but Dani quickly warns them off.* Dani *annoyed*: What is it with you people and being in completely unannounced? *OOC: Sorry, the idea was too funny not to. *
*Dani is quiet for a moment while she thinks. * M Tara: Dani, we both know this many Terrans in your universe can only mean trouble. Either they're gathering forces to reclaim the Empire from this side, or they're going to try rebuilding the Empire here. Dani: Or both. *She sighs.* What evidence do you two have of this…
Mila: Me neither. I know Mom and Dad had dealings with them before I was born..., but they never wanted to talk about it. Although... Dad did sometimes talk about fearing 'becoming like his other self'... *Mila looks disturbed. Dani's Quarters. They reach the doors and Dani leads them inside.* Dani: Thank you. It's not…
*M Tara shakes Mila's hand.* Dani: So, you had something you wanted to share with us? M Tara: Yeah. Can we go somewhere private? *Dani nods and leads M Tara and Aiden towards her Quarters. Mila looks over at Johanna.* Mila: That was weird...
*The pair step off the runabout and approach Dani. Dani takes a step towards M Tara and looks her over, smiling tentatively.* Dani: How've you been, Tara? M Tara: Could be worse. You? Dani: No offence, but I was doing better until you showed up. *M Tara chuckles. * M Tara: Fair. *M Tara notices Mila beside Dani,…
M Tara: There's your answer. *As the runabout touches down, they can see Dani waiting in the bay with a couple of officers at her side. M Tara gets up and makes her way to the airlock.*
M Tara: I mean, I'm friendlier with her than I am with my sister. *OOC: Not that that's a very high bar... :p* *Dalos. Satin leans into the kiss, immediately moving to make out. And fade.*
M Tara: The Republic's more militaristic than Starfleet, but nothing like the Empire. Their crews are disciplined, professional, courteous, and notably don't rise through the ranks by murdering their superiors. But they might not be as immediately friendly as you'd expect a Federation crew to be: Republic tend to be…
M Tara *joking*: Too f***ing many. *The Columbia locks on with its tractor beam and brings the runabout into the shuttlebay.* This should be interesting... Been a while since I last set foot on a Republic warship. *Dalos. Satin blushes a little.* Satin *bashful*: Yeah...
Satin: Yeah... She is. She likes you, I think. *Columbia.: M Tara: Aiden, I'm pretty sure you've met a couple of them. *OOC: I genuinely cannot remember if he has or not - either way, it's funny.*
Satin: Sure. I think Kara's cooking tonight, if you wanna stick around? *Runabout.* M Tara: Yep, although she wasn't going by 'Allen' last I saw her. Dani *Over Comm*: Wait... Tara? M Tara: Hey Captain. Nice Cruiser you've got there. Armed to the teeth? Dani *Over Comm*: We might have a few Zero-Point Cannons... M Tara:…
Satin: There you go, you've got it. *Satin tries to separate from the lock-up. R.S.S. Columbia. Weston is watching the security station when an alarm starts bleeping.* Weston: Proximity alert, Captain. I'm reading a small craft approaching at warp. Dani: Can you identify it? Weston: Warp signature reads as a Federation…
OOC: Sorry, I thought I replied to this. Yeah, that was M Tara. *Satin grunts a little as she tries to steady herself.* Satin: Not as vulnerable as if you'd managed to trip me.
OOC: I'm up for that if you've got an idea. We could probably involve M Dani, M Tara, or both in it if you want. *Satin slips her leg clear to the side, grunting a little as she steadies herself.* Satin: Did you get that?
*Daya helps her up and starts leading her towards their Quarters. Dalos. Satin tries to pin her down by the wrists.* Satin *teasing*: Gonna need to work on that.
*Daya blushes slightly at the wink, before leaning in to Susan's ear.* Daya *whispering*: Wanna go back to our quarters? *Dalos. Satin tries to sweep out Kaede's leg and take her down.*
Daya: Is that a challenge? *Dalos Alpha Prime. Just as Kaede starts to do so, Satin tucks her head in under Kaede's shoulders and rams forward, trying to regain ground.*
*Daya suddenly smirks mischievously and throws Susan to the mat. She immediately pins her down and gives her a tender kiss.* Crewman *teasing*: Get a room, you two! *Dalos. Satin let's Kaede experiment, grunting as she's forced back a short way.*
OOC: I get that man. I deal with anxiety too. Take as long as you need. I don't think we did have Serah and Daya talk about it, no. Karen pretty much went ballistic on Daya when she found out, which is what prompted Daya to tell Susan, but I don't believe Daya and Serah have spoken about it. *Daya shakes her head. Dalos…
Satin: Hmm... *She moves into a crouch and gives Kaede a teasing smile.* Well, you did want to practice your grappling, right? *Tora Ziyal. Daya leans back into Susan's hug, before returning to her combinations once she separates.* Daya: Angry about Karen and Serah getting hurt... *OOC: Daya's mentioned to Susan before…
*After a moment, Satin pulls away.* Satin: So... What now? *Tora Ziyal. Daya is beating on a training bag in the gym, very clearly angry about something.*