Debriefing (part 4)

Posted on Thu Jan 28th, 2016 @ 12:50pm by Lieutenant Commander Jennifer Tate & Lieutenant Rembrandt 'Remy' Batiste
Edited on on Thu Jan 28th, 2016 @ 12:53pm

962 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Of Gods and Men
Location: Remy's Quarters
Timeline: Before Arriving at Gekkaro

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Jennifer smirked back, giggling as she covered her mouth with her hand. She lowered her hand shortly after tilting her head to one side. "Oh come now, the monkey doesn't seem all THAT bad. Is he friendly?" 


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"As long as you have some kind of treat for him." Remy replied with a smirk. "I'm joking. Yes, he is. He was trained by that renown Intelligence trainer Former Captain Louis Albano. He is one of four Capuchin's trained. Very useful and skilled. Albeit stubborn at times and playful."

Jennifer smiled. "Then he and I have something in common. We should get along famously I would hope, that or we will spend all hours of the day plotting the other's demise." she joked.

"Oh, you think its funny, but I am sure he is has been plotting mine for a very long time." Remy replied with a serious look before smirking afterwards.

Jennifer perked a brow smirking at Remy as she moved closer to him placing her arm around his shoulder. She now sat to his side, her eyes locked onto his. "Well then perhaps you need to change your approach, or start making plans yourself." Her last words were soft and whispered into his ear so the monkey would not hear.

"I only make plans when it comes to my job, but in your case, Tate." Remy said as he focused on her and smiled slightly as he continue. "I may have to consider planning for other reasons."

Jennifer giggled as she crossed her legs and sat herself still in close proximity to Remy folding her hand together and pressing them into her lap. A large grin had also formed on her face. "Do tell!" Jennifer encouraged him. "Would I be involved in these plans?"

"You, me, candles, and music. For starters." Remy added with a smirk as he eased in closer. "Anything else will all be Ladies Choice." He said as he chuckled softly, looking her up and down before focusing back to her eyes. The Capuchin shook his head and let out a bit of a coo as he placed both small hands over his own face, leaning his head back and moving it in an almost shaking motion.

"Your just jealous." Jennifer said to the monkey shooting him a glare filled with sarcasm before turning back to Remy. She gently wrapped her hands around his wrists tugging him in closer for a soft gentle kiss. Once the two parted, Jennifer looked into his eyes and smiled. "The lady chooses that the night need not end with dinner."

Spock fainted in a very dramatic fashion and screeched in disapproval. As the Capuchin got back onto its small feet and hands, he scurried over to a bowl of fruit and picked up an apple, tossing it to Jennifer and Remy.

"Hey! Flee bag." Remy shouted, trying to resist the urge to laugh. "Those are not for throwing."

The monkey only ignored the plea and began to throw everything that was inside the bowl, and eventually, the bowl itself before scurrying out of the room with a loud screech.

"I have no idea what has gotten into him." Remy replied as he looked over to Jennifer with a smirk. "Normally he is much more well behaved."

Jennifer smirked playfully as she dodged the various fruits and vegetables careening through the air towards them. "I don't know about you Remy, but when I come under heavy enemy vegetable fire I believe we are permitted to return fire." She rushed over to the couch grabbing a cushion from it bringing to back to provide both she and Remy with cover. "Now that we have cover, what should we do Lieutenant?"

"There are many things we can do with cover, Lieutenant. Some of which can be illegal on most planets." Remy replied deviously, a smirk on his face as he looked into her eyes. He was strangely content. Relaxed. The small Intel Chief hadn't felt this way in a very long time and it felt very good to be in this kind of position again. He slowly eased his hand toward her, taking her hands in his small gentle grip. "I leave it up to you, Tate." Remy said softly.

Jennifer's smile grew. "Well then, since we will have to take cover to prevent any further fruity assaults, I suggest we forego dinner and take this matter under cover -- literally." She leaned forward and kissed Remy. "Because what is about to happen can only be called classified."

"Lieutenant. You picked the right Intel Chief with the right clearance level for the right assignment." Remy replied softly, easing closer to her as he placed his small hand on the side of her face. "And I can assure you, Madam, I do accept this mission. So let the message self destruct and lets get it over with."

Jennifer stood and smiled down at Remy. "Well then, I hope you properly debrief me before we embark on this assignment." She turned with a saucy wiggle of her hips and headed for the bedroom.

Remy smiled as he got up and stood there for a moment. He watched her leave, gazing at her every motion before disappearing into the bedroom. The small Intel Officer placed his arms behind his back and spoke out calmly, trying not to sound too anxious or excited. "No, Lieutenant, I believe there with be no briefs. No bras. No panties. No clothes of any kind. It's a dangerous mission, but I assure you, the rewards are.... inconceivable."

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Lieutenant Rembrandt "Remy" Batiste
Chief Intelligence Officer

Lieutenant Commander Jennifer Tate
Intelligence Officer

Spock, the Monkey
Intelligence Officer

 

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