Small Talk

Posted on Tue Jul 20th, 2010 @ 11:17am by Ensign Allison Owen & Chief Petty Officer James Munro
Edited on on Tue Jul 20th, 2010 @ 11:18am

704 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Peace, or Something Like It
Location: USS Calypso - Lift
Timeline: Current

[USS Calypso - Lift]

James left Morgan in Operations HQ and headed for the nearest lift. He was pleased that the conversation with the Chief had gone as smooth as it did but he still knew that Morgan told Tovan something. She had to have told him something and that was the reason why he went so easy on him. He also knew that she would never tell him. It was just the kind of person she was.

He was in very high spirits as he stepped into the lift and headed down. The evening was looking very good to him. He didn't get into trouble like he had expected and he was going to meet an old friend for dinner. Now, if he could only avoid the Orion female so he didn't make a fool of himself again it would all be great. James had been lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice when the lift had stopped and the doors had opened.

It was only once he saw the feet of the person that he was brought back to the reality and he quickly looked up. It was Allison she was dressed in her usual swim wear with a towel in hand. "Swimming again?"

Allison nodded without looking at him. "Yep." When the doors had opened and she saw who it was that was standing in the lift she felt her cheeks turn a bright red color. This man had seen more of her than most and at the time she didn't even know his name. It was embarrassing and now she was sure that this ride would be very awkward.

James nodded. "I see, do you often go swimming?" He asked her as he attempted to make small talk with her to break the tension that could be cut with a knife. He tried not to look but he couldn't help himself as he allowed his eyes to wonder over her very attractive figure. She was an attractive woman.

"I try to as much as possible." Allison responded. She still didn't look at him. It was more of that she couldn't rather than she didn't want too. It was too embarrassing for her. She had hoped that she wouldn't run into the man again. At least not for a while, and now here he was working in the same department as her. And now she was in the lift with him and she almost felt as if he was undressing her with his eyes. She liked the attention but she had to calm herself down a bit first.

James looked away from her body. He needed to focus and not allow himself to get too carried away. He wasn't on her good side already, so he needed to fix that first before he could try anything. "I like the water too. I use to miss going swimming in the real ocean; the holo-graphic one just never felt the same..."

Allison allowed her lips to curve up a little bit in a smile as she nodded. She knew exactly who James felt. She would do just about anything to be in a real ocean one more time. But she knew that was impossible and for the time being she would have to deal with the fake one that she had. "I know what you mean...it's been a long time since I have gone swimming in a real ocean."

"Same here..." James added with a small chuckle. The lift came to a stop and the doors opened. "Well this is me." James said as he walked out into the corridor. He turned around and looked at her. She looked so damn good. "It was nice chatting with you; maybe we can do it again sometime." James waved to her and walked away.

The lift doors closed and Allison let out a sigh. She felt better. It was going to be awkward between them for a little while, but this conversation they just had helped out a lot. She smiled to herself as the lift continued on to the holo-suites.

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Ensign Allison Owen [NPC]
Operations Officer
USS Calypso

Chief Petty Officer James Munro [NPC]
Transporter Specialist
USS Calypso

 

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