Ensign Natasha Cole - Neon Nights & Aviators
Natasha Schell
(( Holodeck 2 - USS Artemis-A ))
(( Miami Bay - Earth, 1984 ))
The twin inboard engines of the cigarette boat roared as it cut through the darkening bay like a knife, throwing up white spray like ever extending wings that caught the burst of gold of the setting sun. Miami’s skyline burned neon in the distance – hot pink, electric blue, the steady pulse of the city beating against the horizon.
Natasha was at the helm wearing a Pastel blazer with the sleeves rolled to her elbows. Sporting a pair of Aviaters, eyes looked on the horizon. Not a single hair was out of place in the wind.
Bancroft riding shotgun. Linen shirt open to the third button. Hands braced on the console. Jaw set.
Neither of them moved or smiled.
Bancroft: ::deadpan, without turning his head:: I can’t see $&%# through these sunglasses.
As if scripted … or programmed … or perhaps Natasha gently shofted the wheel just enough to prompt it, Roy’s shades got jostled from his hand and they carrened into to water as they traveled.
Cole: Yeah, but we look cool wearing them.
Bancroft: ::nodding once:: Quite right. Computer? … Shades.
A fresh pair of aviators shimmered into place directly on his face, the lenses catching the last light of the bay as though they’d always been there.
Bancroft: ::leaning into the wind, resetting into ‘cool mode’:: Initiate Operation: Look Effortlessly Dangerous.
An errant pelican swooped across their bow – far too close – forcing Roy to duck with all the grace of a man avoiding low-hanging laundry.
Cole: ::laughing:: Heads Up!
Natasha jerked the wheel in the opposite direction to avoid the pelican, should it choose to swing back for another dive.
Cole: So let me get this right, the plan is we’re posing as arms dealers to bust up a cartel drug ring.
Bancroft: response
Natasha eased the throttle down as they approached the location. The other boat wasn’t there yet, so Natasha killed the engine. Leaning back in the chair she propped her feet up.
Cole: So what made you pick this program? Fan of a late 20th century entertainment?
Bancroft: response
Cole: ::nodding:: I’ve thought about spooling up a historical one, but ::shrugs:: I don’t know if I want it to change the idea I have in my head of what it was like. ::sliding her shades off:: Know what I mean?
Bancroft: response
TAG/TBC!
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Ens. Natasha Cole
Security Officer
USS Artemis-A
Writer ID A240205NC4