Re: Just Business (Snow)
Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2018 11:50 pm
Garret jerked involuntarily as the woman straddled him. The motion surprised him and in the seconds it took him to comprehend just what Susan was doing and it was all the time she needed to crawl onto him. His eyes locked on hers as she took the tablet from him and began to explore his chest with her hands, a wordless growl of warning rumbling in his chest. He didn't shrink away from the smaller woman, impropriety be damned, even when she drew intamitely close. Fire sparked in the glaciers of his eyes as he met her intense regard with a matching amount of ferocity, honed to embers by nearly three decades of conflict. The larger man unconsciously straightened in his seat so that he was looking down at the woman, the action barely gaining him two inches in the cramped confines of the Kestrel's cockpit. He visibly bristled when she declared what her tastes might be and he shook his head, the motion cut short and turned into a curt gesture by his unwillingness to break eye contact and lose the staring contest that had begun. "You might," he growled, polite tone discarded for one that showed far more anger than he had allowed previously, "But you have a damn strange way of showing it. Bothering me while I'm working, showing me enough disrespect to run some kind of coordinated game with the rest of your crew like I'm as young as Daniel and easily swayed by how you look."
His hands moved to clamp around her wrists to stall her distracting palms. "I just met you, Susan. However attractive you are, I've seen a thousand like you. What makes you different?"
Daniel was having a much easier time of it. He was all smiled and laughter, a sharp contrast to his beleaguered captain. The confident pilot waved away the embarrassment and uncertainty his two companions had shown when they revealed their respective lack of experience and common ground. "Depending on where you were trained, the Union has some good instructors. One of em was the one who shot me down the first time. Besides, it's not like it matters. You're young! You've got time to learn." His amused regard then turned to Elizabeth and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and shook her slightly. He didn't remove his arm when he started talking and showed no signs he had even thought about doing so. "Don't play down the whole 'I'm just a mechanic' angle either. Our maintenance crew keep me in the air. I know enough to handle any emergencies in the moment but I can't balance an AMBAC system or regulate minovsky flows to a beam weapon. Hell, you're probably the smartest one up here."
Richter looked between the two woman and cast a calculating glance down at the water beneath his mobile suit before returning his attention to the the two beautiful twins. "So is this what y'all do for the Union? Fly around to remote locations and meet rogues like us? We usually get some stuffy officer in a ship the size of a tin can. What led the Earth's most powerful government to gift us with your presence?"
Below the three and far to one side of the festivities, the Ranger's quartermaster was having significantly much less fun and misery loved company
Philippa's companion chuckled shook his head. "No," he said dryly, "I don't know where you've been." He did, however, pluck an unopened can from his tube's cupholder and offer it to the woman. "But you're welcome to this one. The less of these the crew knows I have stashed, the better. They think we ran out a week ago and I'd rather not tell them."
His hands moved to clamp around her wrists to stall her distracting palms. "I just met you, Susan. However attractive you are, I've seen a thousand like you. What makes you different?"
Daniel was having a much easier time of it. He was all smiled and laughter, a sharp contrast to his beleaguered captain. The confident pilot waved away the embarrassment and uncertainty his two companions had shown when they revealed their respective lack of experience and common ground. "Depending on where you were trained, the Union has some good instructors. One of em was the one who shot me down the first time. Besides, it's not like it matters. You're young! You've got time to learn." His amused regard then turned to Elizabeth and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and shook her slightly. He didn't remove his arm when he started talking and showed no signs he had even thought about doing so. "Don't play down the whole 'I'm just a mechanic' angle either. Our maintenance crew keep me in the air. I know enough to handle any emergencies in the moment but I can't balance an AMBAC system or regulate minovsky flows to a beam weapon. Hell, you're probably the smartest one up here."
Richter looked between the two woman and cast a calculating glance down at the water beneath his mobile suit before returning his attention to the the two beautiful twins. "So is this what y'all do for the Union? Fly around to remote locations and meet rogues like us? We usually get some stuffy officer in a ship the size of a tin can. What led the Earth's most powerful government to gift us with your presence?"
Below the three and far to one side of the festivities, the Ranger's quartermaster was having significantly much less fun and misery loved company
Philippa's companion chuckled shook his head. "No," he said dryly, "I don't know where you've been." He did, however, pluck an unopened can from his tube's cupholder and offer it to the woman. "But you're welcome to this one. The less of these the crew knows I have stashed, the better. They think we ran out a week ago and I'd rather not tell them."