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Unwanted command for the unwanting leader

Posted on Fri Feb 19th, 2021 @ 7:46am by Captain Kimberly Rhodes

Mission: Mission 0: New crew and New Beginnings
Location: Earth - San Francisco - Local Tap Bar and Grill
Timeline: MD 1 - 1000

Veva sat there in her chair in the corner of the bar that she had wandered into. Before she even sat down at her usual table the waitress was already on her way over with a pitcher of synthehol and two shots of Kentucky bourbon. The waitress waited for Veva to slam the bourbon before she collected the shot glasses, “You know Maam you have been coming in here for a while and I don’t think I have ever seen you here with someone or not in this here corner. Is there a reason for that?” she asked

Veva looked at the woman, her slightly bloodshot eyes told anyone that seen them that she wasn’t in the best state of mind, and the waitress took the hint and moved, hurryingly, away from her. As she watched the scared woman retreat from her presence she reached up and grabbed the pitcher of synthehol and poured herself a tall glass.

Kimberly was on a natural high as she entered her favorite bar in 'The City'. It was not often that she made her way up the Peninsula to the top of it but here she was, ready to celebrate. Some parts of her told her that she should not go off a whim. She let out a soft sigh as she looked up into the sky for a bit. In a pleading voice, Kim looked up in the sky up above to see if she could get approval. "Josie? I love you so much... I will never forget you but... I have to move on. I have to. You are always in my heart." Grasping the necklace that Josie gave to her in her hand, she lowered her head and entered the bar.

Now that she was almost free of her past for the moment, she headed to the bar where the bartender recognized her instantly. "Kimmy! Good to see you again. The usual?" He asked taking a large glass in his hand.

"Yeah. I need it tonight." Kimberly admitted as she took a seat next to the woman that seemed to drive everyone else away from her. Though she did not look at the woman next to her, she figured that maybe she could start up a conversation before her pitcher of synthehol arrived.

Veva looked through hazed eyes at the woman that had taken a seat near her. Even though her haze she could see a lot about this woman. She shook her head and lifted the glass that sat before her. As she set her glass down she turned her drunken head towards the woman.

"I...am...shocked that...a Fleeter...like yourself," her speech was slurred as she continued. "would...be found...in a place," she paused for a moment and took another draw from her glass before she continued. "like this."

Kimberly could tell almost immediately that the woman sitting next to her was most likely drunk as a skunk at this point in time, but she was willing to give the woman a chance. "Well, This is my home bar and my favorite spot here in The City. There are not many places that fleeters like myself can just be a normal person anymore. Even us fleeters need a time out from our duties from time to time." She admitted as she saw the glass of synthehol coming her way. "Thanks, Greg!" She thanked the bartender as he walked off to leave the two women alone.

"So, besides the obvious, what is someone like you doing in a place like this?" She asked almost the same question back but this time, deflecting the attention back to the drunk woman sitting next to her while taking a sip of her drink. "Ahh... Much better now to not have to think about bad things." She admitted while waiting for the answer to come.

Veva looked at the woman that insisted on talking to her and shook her head. “Bad things huh. What... would you fleeters... know of bad things,” her speech was only slightly slurred this time. “Oh sure... you lose a friend.... to a combat... situation or some alien disease,” she refilled her glass with the synthehol and took another hard draw from it. “Unless you have…” she paused for a moment and looked closer at the woman and a grin crossed her lips.

Picking up her pitcher and her glass she moved over next to the woman. She set down her pitcher and glass she took a seat and at the same time reach over and lifted the necklace up slightly that she had seen a moment ago. “I see,” she stated as she let it slip from her fingers.

Veva turned her head to the waitress that was clearing the tables. “Jo!” she yelled not realizing it. An irritated waitress walked over and looked at her. “What can I get you now, Commander?” she knew this would piss off the woman, and at this point, she didn’t care too much.

Veva narrowed her eyes and simply smiled. Jo knew that she was going to pay for that in the end. “Two shot glasses and a bottle of Poteen,” she replied. Jo turned around and headed for the bar. “Oh and Jo, two small bowls of lemons and strawberries, please Jo.” She stopped dead in her tracks and turned and looked at Veva with a shocked look on her face. She hadn’t heard the words please or strawberries come out of Veva’s mouth in nearly eight years. A smile then crossed her lips and she did as she was asked.

Seeing the woman seeming to get her wits about her nearing her chair, Kimberly could feel the woman taking a slight tug of her necklace that showed a half-moon on the front embroidered by a few stars in the sky but on the back read a small message in the back in almost tiny print. The name of Josie was at the end of the message in a small signature. Kim couldn't bring herself to read the message again as she feared that it would be too early to do so now.

Upon hearing the woman shouting the name of 'Jo', Kimberly felt a shiver go through her body. Maybe it was a coincidence that the other bartender's name was Kim's pet name for her love that she lost? She really hoped so as she saw the woman named 'Jo" walking up and bearing no resemblance to her own Josie. Taking a deep and relieving breath, Kimberly finally relaxed a bit as she saw Jo returning with the drink along with some lemons and strawberries. She had a feeling what the lemons were for but strawberries? Maybe it had something to do with this mysterious woman? Whatever it was, she was hoping to find out what was making this very fascinating redhead tick. Maybe the necklace was a start? All she could do was take a stab at starting the conversation.

"My necklace... It was given to me by someone that I fell in love with many years ago... She... yes, she... was my rock and my life throughout my fleeter career." She gave the woman sitting next to her some time to let all of that sink in. "We did almost everything together since we were in High school. We joined the academy together and went through everything... but when it came time for our assignments after graduation, she stayed here on Earth while I went to the stars." She stopped there for a bit to let the red-haired woman let all of that sink in. She knew that she would continue on at some point but she also knew that maybe a few drinks inside of her would let her spill all of her “story” to a complete stranger. It seemed like tonight was going to be one of those nights to do just that... in due time

After Veva poured this woman a shot she slid it over to her. “Choose your poison,” she said as she moved the two bowls over next to the shot. “I find Poteen is great with strawberries. However, all whiskeys are great with lemons.”

She then poured her own shot and plucked a medium-sized strawberry out of the bowl and took a hefty bite out of it and slammed the shot back before swallowing both down. The sweetness from the strawberry mixed with the strong burn from the alcohol. Veva let out a loud whoop as she felt the burn from the shot and at the same time, she shook her head full of red-hair and slammed the shot glass upside-down onto the table, but not hard enough to shatter it.

As the burn from the whiskey starts to subside she looked at the woman that she had sat with. “So tell me Captian,” she stated with a grin on her lips, “You gonna try and pitch that bullcrap about how I should get off my ass and come join you and the Hippocrates for some adventure back into space?”, Her eyes knew that she was right on the money with that comment and that she was going to have to be drunker then she had pretended to be earlier.

As she waited for the Captian to reply she poured herself another shot and downed it. Her blue eyes never left the Captains as she downed the drink.

Kimberly was a little shocked at first with the woman offering her drinks. She chose a whiskey with a lemon. She remembered that lemons were usually good for tequila but she never tried the lemon with whiskey before. Tasking a very good swig of the drink and following it up with the tangy lemon behind it, she let out a soft "whoo!" as she shook her head in her response. "Damn... I never knew that lemons could help with the burning sensations of whiskey. I will have to remember that." She admitted as she sensed that Veva was right about her assumptions. Yes, she read Veva's file earlier to see what the stunning redhead looked like. If she was not still grieving for her lost Josie, Kim might have tried to flirt with her but now, it was a combination of business and pleasure at the Local Tap Bar and Grill.

Seeing Veva's blue eyes keeping a close look on her own hazel eyes, she finally recovered from the burning sensation of the drink as she tried to get some sense back into her. "Maybe later. I have heard that you are a very hard person to convince. For now, though, let us enjoy our company. There are so many questions that I want to ask you... but I also want to forget about the past. Can you help me to indulge in all of that with you for a small part of this morning... maybe longer into the afternoon?" She asked as she remembered the white walls surrounding them getting brighter as the normal City fog was lifting and dissipating outside to reveal a very bright and sunny day.

Veva poured the woman that sat with her another shot and slid it over to her. She waited until she had taken the glass and plucked out a small strawberry. “This time try it with this,” she stated as she held it out in her hand. The view of a scar could be seen on the underside of her left forearm as she held out the strawberry.

Her eyes came to rest on the scar and then she looked up into the hazel eyes of the woman a crossed from her. Gently her hand cupped the strawberry as she returned it to the bowl and tucked her arm into her lap and out of view.

She looked away as she listened to what the Captain said and in a low voice almost a whisper she replies, “Only if I can take you to dinner.” She still had her head turned away.

As Kimberly saw Veva offering up another shot and her suggestion to try it with a strawberry instead, she did notice the scar on her friend's arm on her left forearm. Deep inside, she wondered where it came from but something told her that it was probably something bad that happened to her with the way that Veva just deflected things and looked away from her.

Something inside of herself told her that if she wanted to know more about her possible future XO then it would be best for her to reach out with her own left hand towards Veva's right hand and confirm the request. "I would be honored if you did that." She replied with just a touch more of a whisper herself. Lucky for her right now, she wasn't drunk at all but she definitely was feeling the whiskey going through her at the moment.

Almost as if it was instinct Veva tensed for a moment at the feel of another’s touch, but only for a moment. Realizing that the touch came from the woman a crossed the table she relaxed but just slightly. Her eyes rested on the hand that rested on hers, and then slowly drifted up the arm to come to rest onto the hazel eyes of this woman. A smile crossed her lips, and she realized that the scar didn’t bother her.

Veva unknowingly flipped her hand and intertwined their fingers. She didn’t know why she had done the movement. “Seafood or Italian?” She asked as her thumb moved on its own over the top of this woman’s hand. She could feel the softness under the pad of her thumb and could not help the warmth she was feeling in her chest.

“How about that shot now?” She asked as she re-slid the shot glass and reoffered the strawberry with her free hand.

It was a strange but yet, familiar sensation for Kimberly as soon as their hands intertwined. Some parts of her wanted to go back into Veva sat there in her chair in the corner of the bar that she had wandered into. Before she even sat down at her usual table the waitress was already on her way over with a pitcher of synthehol and two shots of Kentucky bourbon. The waitress waited for Veva to slam the bourbon before she collected the shot glasses, “You know Maam you have been coming in here for a while and I don’t think I have ever seen you here with someone or not in this here corner. Is there a reason for that?” she asked

Veva looked at the woman, her slightly bloodshot eyes told anyone that seen them that she wasn’t in the best state of mind, and the waitress took the hint and moved, hurryingly, away from her. As she watched the scared woman retreat from her presence she reached up and grabbed the pitcher of synthehol and poured herself a tall glass.

Kimberly was on a natural high as she entered her favorite bar in 'The City'. It was not often that she made her way up the Peninsula to the top of it but here she was, ready to celebrate. Some parts of her told her that she should not go off a whim. She let out a soft sigh as she looked up into the sky for a bit. In a pleading voice, Kim looked up in the sky up above to see if she could get approval. "Josie? I love you so much... I will never forget you but... I have to move on. I have to. You are always in my heart." Grasping the necklace that Josie gave to her in her hand, she lowered her head and entered the bar.

Now that she was almost free of her past for the moment, she headed to the bar where the bartender recognized her instantly. "Kimmy! Good to see you again. The usual?" He asked taking a large glass in his hand.

"Yeah. I need it tonight." Kimberly admitted as she took a seat next to the woman that seemed to drive everyone else away from her. Though she did not look at the woman next to her, she figured that maybe she could start up a conversation before her pitcher of synthehol arrived.

Veva looked through hazed eyes at the woman that had taken a seat near her. Even though her haze she could see a lot about this woman. She shook her head and lifted the glass that sat before her. As she set her glass down she turned her drunken head towards the woman.

"I...am...shocked that...a Fleeter...like yourself," her speech was slurred as she continued. "would...be found...in a place," she paused for a moment and took another draw from her glass before she continued. "like this."

Kimberly could tell almost immediately that the woman sitting next to her was most likely drunk as a skunk at this point in time, but she was willing to give the woman a chance. "Well, This is my home bar and my favorite spot here in The City. There are not many places that fleeters like myself can just be a normal person anymore. Even us fleeters need a time out from our duties from time to time." She admitted as she saw the glass of synthehol coming her way. "Thanks, Greg!" She thanked the bartender as he walked off to leave the two women alone.

"So, besides the obvious, what is someone like you doing in a place like this?" She asked almost the same question back but this time, deflecting the attention back to the drunk woman sitting next to her while taking a sip of her drink. "Ahh... Much better now to not have to think about bad things." She admitted while waiting for the answer to come.

Veva looked at the woman that insisted on talking to her and shook her head. “Bad things huh. What... would you fleeters... know of bad things,” her speech was only slightly slurred this time. “Oh sure... you lose a friend.... to a combat... situation or some alien disease,” she refilled her glass with the synthehol and took another hard draw from it. “Unless you have…” she paused for a moment and looked closer at the woman and a grin crossed her lips.

Picking up her pitcher and her glass she moved over next to the woman. She set down her pitcher and glass she took a seat and at the same time reach over and lifted the necklace up slightly that she had seen a moment ago. “I see,” she stated as she let it slip from her fingers.

Veva turned her head to the waitress that was clearing the tables. “Jo!” she yelled not realizing it. An irritated waitress walked over and looked at her. “What can I get you now, Commander?” she knew this would piss off the woman, and at this point, she didn’t care too much.

Veva narrowed her eyes and simply smiled. Jo knew that she was going to pay for that in the end. “Two shot glasses and a bottle of Poteen,” she replied. Jo turned around and headed for the bar. “Oh and Jo, two small bowls of lemons and strawberries, please Jo.” She stopped dead in her tracks and turned and looked at Veva with a shocked look on her face. She hadn’t heard the words please or strawberries come out of Veva’s mouth in nearly eight years. A smile then crossed her lips and she did as she was asked.

Seeing the woman seeming to get her wits about her nearing her chair, Kimberly could feel the woman taking a slight tug of her necklace that showed a half-moon on the front embroidered by a few stars in the sky but on the back read a small message in the back in almost tiny print. The name of Josie was at the end of the message in a small signature. Kim couldn't bring herself to read the message again as she feared that it would be too early to do so now.

Upon hearing the woman shouting the name of 'Jo', Kimberly felt a shiver go through her body. Maybe it was a coincidence that the other bartender's name was Kim's pet name for her love that she lost? She really hoped so as she saw the woman named 'Jo" walking up and bearing no resemblance to her own Josie. Taking a deep and relieving breath, Kimberly finally relaxed a bit as she saw Jo returning with the drink along with some lemons and strawberries. She had a feeling what the lemons were for but strawberries? Maybe it had something to do with this mysterious woman? Whatever it was, she was hoping to find out what was making this very fascinating redhead tick. Maybe the necklace was a start? All she could do was take a stab at starting the conversation.

"My necklace... It was given to me by someone that I fell in love with many years ago... She... yes, she... was my rock and my life throughout my fleeter career." She gave the woman sitting next to her some time to let all of that sink in. "We did almost everything together since we were in High school. We joined the academy together and went through everything... but when it came time for our assignments after graduation, she stayed here on Earth while I went to the stars." She stopped there for a bit to let the red-haired woman let all of that sink in. She knew that she would continue on at some point but she also knew that maybe a few drinks inside of her would let her spill all of her “story” to a complete stranger. It seemed like tonight was going to be one of those nights to do just that... in due time

After Veva poured this woman a shot she slid it over to her. “Choose your poison,” she said as she moved the two bowls over next to the shot. “I find Poteen is great with strawberries. However, all whiskeys are great with lemons.”

She then poured her own shot and plucked a medium-sized strawberry out of the bowl and took a hefty bite out of it and slammed the shot back before swallowing both down. The sweetness from the strawberry mixed with the strong burn from the alcohol. Veva let out a loud whoop as she felt the burn from the shot and at the same time, she shook her head full of red-hair and slammed the shot glass upside-down onto the table, but not hard enough to shatter it.

As the burn from the whiskey starts to subside she looked at the woman that she had sat with. “So tell me Captian,” she stated with a grin on her lips, “You gonna try and pitch that bullcrap about how I should get off my ass and come join you and the Hippocrates for some adventure back into space?”, Her eyes knew that she was right on the money with that comment and that she was going to have to be drunker then she had pretended to be earlier.

As she waited for the Captian to reply she poured herself another shot and downed it. Her blue eyes never left the Captains as she downed the drink.

Kimberly was a little shocked at first with the woman offering her drinks. She chose a whiskey with a lemon. She remembered that lemons were usually good for tequila but she never tried the lemon with whiskey before. Tasking a very good swig of the drink and following it up with the tangy lemon behind it, she let out a soft "whoo!" as she shook her head in her response. "Damn... I never knew that lemons could help with the burning sensations of whiskey. I will have to remember that." She admitted as she sensed that Veva was right about her assumptions. Yes, she read Veva's file earlier to see what the stunning redhead looked like. If she was not still grieving for her lost Josie, Kim might have tried to flirt with her but now, it was a combination of business and pleasure at the Local Tap Bar and Grill.

Seeing Veva's blue eyes keeping a close look on her own hazel eyes, she finally recovered from the burning sensation of the drink as she tried to get some sense back into her. "Maybe later. I have heard that you are a very hard person to convince. For now, though, let us enjoy our company. There are so many questions that I want to ask you... but I also want to forget about the past. Can you help me to indulge in all of that with you for a small part of this morning... maybe longer into the afternoon?" She asked as she remembered the white walls surrounding them getting brighter as the normal City fog was lifting and dissipating outside to reveal a very bright and sunny day.

Veva poured the woman that sat with her another shot and slid it over to her. She waited until she had taken the glass and plucked out a small strawberry. “This time try it with this,” she stated as she held it out in her hand. The view of a scar could be seen on the underside of her left forearm as she held out the strawberry.

Her eyes came to rest on the scar and then she looked up into the hazel eyes of the woman a crossed from her. Gently her hand cupped the strawberry as she returned it to the bowl and tucked her arm into her lap and out of view.

She looked away as she listened to what the Captain said and in a low voice almost a whisper she replies, “Only if I can take you to dinner.” She still had her head turned away.

As Kimberly saw Veva offering up another shot and her suggestion to try it with a strawberry instead, she did notice the scar on her friend's arm on her left forearm. Deep inside, she wondered where it came from but something told her that it was probably something bad that happened to her with the way that Veva just deflected things and looked away from her.

Something inside of herself told her that if she wanted to know more about her possible future XO then it would be best for her to reach out with her own left hand towards Veva's right hand and confirm the request. "I would be honored if you did that." She replied with just a touch more of a whisper herself. Lucky for her right now, she wasn't drunk at all but she definitely was feeling the whiskey going through her at the moment.

Almost as if it was instinct Veva tensed for a moment at the feel of another’s touch, but only for a moment. Realizing that the touch came from the woman a crossed the table she relaxed but just slightly. Her eyes rested on the hand that rested on hers, and then slowly drifted up the arm to come to rest onto the hazel eyes of this woman. A smile crossed her lips, and she realized that the scar didn’t bother her.

Veva unknowingly flipped her hand and intertwined their fingers. She didn’t know why she had done the movement. “Seafood or Italian?” She asked as her thumb moved on its own over the top of this woman’s hand. She could feel the softness under the pad of her thumb and could not help the warmth she was feeling in her chest.

“How about that shot now?” She asked as she re-slid the shot glass and reoffered the strawberry with her free hand.

It was a strange but yet, familiar sensation for Kimberly as soon as their hands intertwined. Some parts of her wanted to go back into the past to the times that she had with Josie... but another part of her told her to move on from her best friend and confidant who was in the heavens now. Maybe it was too soon? Or maybe she just needed a fresh start, like the Hippocrates was offering to her? So many questions were going through her mind at the moment but as soon as the whiskey took effect onto her, it seemed that the right choice was to move on.

"Yes, Let's enjoy today for as long as we can!" She confirmed as she remembered one more thing. "Oh, as for what I wish for dinner, how about both? I know of a great place over on Pier 39 that does both Seafood and Italian. It is one of my go-to places here in the City when I want to go to a great place to eat. I am sure that you will enjoy it." She admitted as she saw the shot glass being moved her way. She was very glad that she did not tell her lost lover about that place because she knew that if she did, she may have not wanted to go there. Today and tonight was about new beginnings and a fresh start. Why not enjoy it with someone that seemed to be on the same wavelength as her? Yes, this seemed to be a fresh start and a new beginning indeed!

Veva looked over at the bar and lifted her hand. Greg came over instead of Jo as she was busy busting a table.

“What can I do for you Veva?” he asked her.

“Can you bring me our tabs,” she asked him

He looked over at the clock and then back at her with a confused look on his face. Normally Veva never left the bar before it closed but this time took him by surprise and it was then that he noticed that she had the hand of the woman that say with her. Just like Jo before his face broke open into a smile as she nodded to her.

A moment later Veva had their tabs in her hand and was heading to the counter. As she passed Jo she watched as the waitress walked over to Kim.

Jo looked at Kim as she took a seat. “So?” is all that she asked as she looked at her.
the past to the times that she had with Josie... but another part of her told her to move on from her best friend and confidant who was in the heavens now. Maybe it was too soon? Or maybe she just needed a fresh start, like the Hippocrates was offering to her? So many questions were going through her mind at the moment but as soon as the whiskey took effect onto her, it seemed that the right choice was to move on.

"Yes, Let's enjoy today for as long as we can!" She confirmed as she remembered one more thing. "Oh, as for what I wish for dinner, how about both? I know of a great place over on Pier 39 that does both Seafood and Italian. It is one of my go-to places here in the City when I want to go to a great place to eat. I am sure that you will enjoy it." She admitted as she saw the shot glass being moved her way. She was very glad that she did not tell her lost lover about that place because she knew that if she did, she may have not wanted to go there. Today and tonight was about new beginnings and a fresh start. Why not enjoy it with someone that seemed to be on the same wavelength as her? Yes, this seemed to be a fresh start and a new beginning indeed!

Veva looked over at the bar and lifted her hand. Greg came over instead of Jo as she was busy busting a table.

“What can I do for you Veva?” he asked her.

“Can you bring me our tabs,” she asked him

He looked over at the clock and then back at her with a confused look on his face. Normally Veva never left the bar before it closed but this time took him by surprise and it was then that he noticed that she had the hand of the woman that say with her. Just like Jo before his face broke open into a smile as she nodded to her.

A moment later Veva had their tabs in her hand and was heading to the counter. As she passed Jo she watched as the waitress walked over to Kim.

Jo looked at Kim as she took a seat. “So?” is all that she asked as she looked at her.

It took Kim just a bit to realize what Jo was asking but for some reason, it all seemed to click to her as she softly released Veva's hand for just a bit. Flashing a sign towards Veva trying to tell her to wait for a bit, she then proceeded to tell Jo her own thoughts about the woman who she was sitting with. "She? She is a fireball, that is for sure. Kinda reminds me of Josie in some ways. It is too early to tell but... I do like her." Kim admitted to Jo as she let out a small smile. "You will find an extra tip in my tab. Enjoy it!" That was all she added on before looking out towards Veva and smiled widely.

"I can see that you need some time to... maybe relax for a bit. Would you like to go for a walk in one of the most famous places here in The City?" She asked before using her PADD to call a local shuttle out to their location. "Let me make this a surprise for you, don't ask." She sternly spoke out as the shuttle arrived in almost a minute's time.

Upon boarding the shuttle, Kim started to let her smile out wider as she finally admitted what the next destination was in the middle of the day. "Next stop? Golden Gate Park!" Kim emphatically announced as they got settled into the small shuttle. She hoped that maybe some nature and the outdoors would help them to get to know each other a little bit more. If not, then this would be one really long day for sure.

Veva took a seat next to Kim and smiled at her as the shuttle lifted off the ground. She lifted Kim's hand to her lips and gently kissed each knuckle as the view outside flew past. “Golden Gate Park, it is.” She stated as she looked into Kim’s hazel eyes.

A few moments later the shuttle landed on a platform just across the street from the entrance to the Park. As the shuttle doors opened she stood up and looked down at Kim. “Shall we?”

 

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