Crewman Annamae Barberra - Fly That Flag

[Wil Ukinix]

((Iko Apartment, Marrakech district, Habitat Ring, Amity Outpost))

 

Annamae had just crashed Bec’s apartment, after her time away on Idrustix in the Talaxian colony Paxala, to see her girlfriend again—hours after the red alert emergency on Amity, involving a Hirogen with insecurity issues.

 

Barberra: I’m not kidding, I delivered a baby. It was amazing!... until I heard the name they gave it. Ugh, you don’t want to know, it was a tragedy.

 

Iko: “Rebecca”?

 

Annamae smiled a little at Bec’s small little chuckle. Then she noticed a softened smile from the Klingon-human hybrid.

Iko: So…

That one word reactively prompted her to explain to Bec where she was at now-- emotionally, and mentally.

 

Barberra: I’m back now. The time away... I needed it. I learned a lot from the Talaxians, just to love life. Don’t worry, I’m not turning into Finsen any time soon. Just...

 

A big smile broke across her face.

 

Barberra: ... just learned to appreciate those people that are close to me a lot more. I mean, if anyone wants to be close to *me*, they must be brained damaged or something. That should be rewarded. ::Offering:: Moopsy?

 

Her Australian girlfriend took the toy, and tucked it under her elbow. The moopsy toy was facing them both, a deliberate ploy by Bec. And then she seemed to have a conversation with it…

 

oO Pantomime? Interesting. Oo

 

Iko: Mister Moopsy is highly offended at the proposition that he must have brain damage. 

 

Then Bec made the toy nod, rather than slurping out their bones.

 

Iko: He would like something in exchange as an apology. Perhaps…

 

And *then* Bec kept the panto act going, by bringing the Moopsy soft toy back to her ear, as if whispering something. oO Wow, the panto is strong in this one. Oo

 

Barberra: My bones?

 

Iko: …a portion of your spine to drink?

 

Barberra: ::click-point to Bec:: Great minds. 

 

Iko: Mr Moopsy is tired. He will decide when he wakes up from his nap. 

 

Now in true and full panto style-- oO Since when was Bec so arty? Oo --Bec made the Moopsy soft toy walk in mid-air-- then, suddenly, it was thrown into the middle of Bec’s bed, and somehow landed with its butt facing toward them. It was as if Bec was an expert at a moopsy version of an ancient and frankly *weird* version of the antique Earth game involving pigs – except using a moopsy instead of pigs.

 

Barberra: Okay, I think the Moopsy is trying to tell us something. Maybe we should leave it. 

 

She watched as Bec walked into the bedroom.

 

Iko: I did not say the moopsy needed the room to itself.

 

Annamae’s eyebrows rose, before she smiled into an almost small giggle—then supressed that by pursing her lips together. She took a breath to compose herself, before returning to her stoic-ish expression.

 

Barberra: But maybe the moopsy said that the moopsy needs the room to itself. 

 

But her girlfriend kicked off her shoes, and brought her knees towards herself a little. She then took the toy moopsy and hugged it in her lap, while looking at Annamae.

 

Barberra: Do you and the moopsy need a moment alone? I mean, it’s ok. Hey, whatever gets your freak flag to fly.

 

Iko: Response

 

Barberra: I’m not sure why the Moopsy can’t speak for itself.

 

Iko: Response

 

Barberra: If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to seduce me.

 

Iko: Response

 

Annamae lowered her chin, while a wicked smile formed on her face, as one word ran through her mind-- “Klingon”.

 

Barberra: Does it entail you throwing things at me? Please say yes.

 

Iko: Response

 

 

Tags/TBC!

 

 

 

 

 

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Crewman Second Class Annamae Barberra
Science Specialist
Amity Outpost
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