Crewman Annamae Barberra - Tenderized
Wil Ukinix
((Iko Apartment, Marrakech district, Habitat Ring, Amity Outpost))
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.
Instant eye-roll from Bec. oO Barberra 1, Iko 0. Oo
Iko: No—ugh.
Barberra: I’m not sure why the Moopsy can’t speak for itself.
Iko: You’ll have to ask it.
But Annamae’s focus wasn’t’ on the toy moopsy. It was on her girlfriend.
Barberra: If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to seduce me.
Iko: What makes you say that?
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.
The smile on Bec’s face disappeared, leaving her tight lipped-- and the moopsy was placed to the side. Annamae took a couple of steps forward.
Barberra: Oh, no, no, Bec, I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just being, you know... me.
Iko: No, I…
Bec swallowed and looked away. Annamae wanted to immediately put her hand on Bec’s shoulders, but decided to wait.
Barberra: I mean it, I mean, you know, if you threw something at me just for even me suggesting throwing something at me, I get it. Or, if you wanted to throw something at me because I suggested throwing something at me for saying throw something at me, I get that too.
But it seemed that Annamae had put her foot in it. She should have been more sensitive to Bec’s Klingon side, and what that meant for her.
Iko: I want to do something… else.
Now Bec swallowed, seemingly trying to push some feelings down.
Barberra: Hey you, it’s me, you know you can talk to me, right? And it doesn’t have to be about witches, or flying upside-down tribbles. We can talk about serious stuff. What is it you want to do.
Annamae had her fair share of serious chats, albeit very brief, with members of the colony on Paxala. Talaxians were a fun-loving bunch, but they could manoeuvre you into serious moments somehow and have you opening up. She’d found that uncomfortable at first...
Iko: Something just as crazy.
The wicked smile returned to Annamae’s face.
Barberra: “Crazy” is one of my many middle names, along with “Wicked”, “Random”, and “Vulcanella”. Tell me.
Bec stood and closed the gap between them. She placed a hand on Annamae’s cheek, which made Annamae place her hand on top of Bec’s.
Iko: If you’re alright with it, I’d like to… in the nicest possible way...
Barberra: ::Eyes wide:: yes...
Iko: “bite your face off”.
A wicked grin turned up at the edges of Annamae’s face.
Barberra: Not if I bite yours off first!
And without warning, Annamae crashed tackled Bec onto the bed. The element of surprise would hopefully give her the strength to pin Bec down, then sit on her stomach and hold her shoulders down.
She knew it wouldn’t last. Bec would likely respond quickly, so Annamae grabbed a nearby pillow and playfully hit it into her, first on the right side of her head, and then the left.
Barberra: Mmm-mmm, nothing like tenderized face before biting it off.
Iko: Response
Annamae allowed herself to be subdued by Bec, before she wrestled, and then twisted out, so that she was lying alongside her feisty girlfriend.
Barberra: Hey.
Iko: Response
Barberra: No, hey! Cut it out! Just for a second, okay?
She inhaled sharply though her nose, then shifted her brown eyes up and to the wall, as she thought about how to say what she wanted to say.
Iko: Response.
Barberra: I.. really... like... not... being... apart... from you, and... I... well... I don’t not have... feelings for... uhhh... Ugh, ::eyes back to Bec:; look, I really care about you, okay? A lot.
She followed up that revelation with a small smile, then grabbed Bec’s hand and kissed it.
Iko: Response
Barberra: If anything, being assimilated and then going to Paxala told me I’ve been running away from my feelings. For a long time. I can still be me without doing that, but only with the right people. There’s not many of those.
She placed her hand on Bec’s cheek.
Barberra: ::Softly:: So count yourself lucky this witch is crazy about you. Because I’m even luckier to have you, Bec Iko.
Iko: Response
Annamae placed a long, gentle kiss on Bec’s forehead, and then her lips... while secretly grabbing the pillow to hit her body with it again.
Iko: Response
Barberra: Oh yeah? You and who’s dictatorship!
Iko: Response
Barberra: You want to bite my face off? ::Running back into lounge area:: Come and get me!
Iko: Response
As Annamae stood on the couch, she looked forward to the night ahead with her girlfriend - alone. She would finally feel whole again.
Especially as she crash tackled Bec to the ground with a giggled wicked cackle.
Iko: Response
Tags/End scene!
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Crewman Second Class Annamae Barberra
Science Specialist
Amity Outpost
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