Kliss'lai: Hello again.
Renirs: ::angry:: Shut u… ::realization, calmer:: Oh, you. Uh, hi, sorry. Hello!
oO Still sparky. Guess it wasn't just the adrenaline before. Oo
Kliss'lai: I just hope you're not packing a spanner this time.
Renirs: Haha, they don’t let me use those anymore!
Kliss was suddenly even more aware of her state of dress. There was a little space between them, but with the cooling water earlier still evaporating on her exposed skin, she could feel the heat source that was the second body in the lift.
In her periphery, Kliss caught the other girl glancing at her every now and then. Maybe she should say something? Did she know any good jokes? Did people still tell jokes? Her antennae twitched as she sought desperately for something to say. Maybe just address the fact she was riding the turbolift essentially naked? That sounded reasonable.
Kliss'lai: I uh ... was swimming.
She was kind of cute. Renirs was her name, right? What was her first name? Kliss felt her neck flush as Renirs took in the whole towel scene. It was a large towel, but it didn't cover her neck like a uniform collar did.
Renirs: You look very oO naked Oo great! Uh, athletic. Nice. No! Sporty. Relaxed. Yeah. Not that you asked but, uh…
Kliss reached a hand up, attempting to casually hide her blushing neck. "Great, athletic, sporty, relaxed." She certainly didn't feel relaxed. Not anymore.
Kliss’lai: You too!
oO WHAT!? "You too!?" Really? Oh no, she's turning away. Yep, I screwed it up. Am I sweating? SAVE THIS! Oo
Kliss’lai: What are you doing here? I mean, what are you doing in the turbolift? I mean, what deck? Are you going? ::breath:: What deck are you going to?
Renirs: Deck? Oh, uh… The, umm, same as you?
Kliss blinked at the pink-haired Trill. Had Kliss said where she was going? How long had they stood inside a motionless turbolift? An hour? It felt like an hour.
Kliss’lai: Deck five?
Renirs: Yes, that’s, uh, were I was going to as well. What a coincidence.
Kliss’lai: My quarters are on deck five.
oO YOU ABSOLUTE DUNDER-HEAD! "My quarters are on deck five." Why not follow that with, "and I like cheese?" Of all the useless things to say. Oo
Kliss'lai: That's where I'm going. To change. I can't exactly walk around like this all day, can I?
Renirs: Response
Silence followed for the next few seconds/eternity. In that silence, Kliss took a few breaths, trying to calm down. She knew how to act around people. She was good at people. Right? The lift was a small, enclosed space. Her antennae were extra sensitive after her swim. It wasn't like she was trying to smell Renirs. It just happened! She smelled good though. Pheromones, conduit grease, and just a hint of ... what was that? something floral? No, that was natural.
oO Oh Thori, she smells like flowers. Oo
Several lifetimes later, the lift opened onto deck 5. Kliss waited for Renirs to exit so she wouldn't have to parade ahead in her towel, but the other woman didn't move at first.
Kliss'lai: This is deck 5.
Renirs: Response
Kliss' heart was racing. She wanted to keep talking to the Trill with storm cloud eyes, but couldn't think of anything to say. Her stomach, still revved up from her exercise, still knew how to talk apparently, and it proved this by choosing this very moment to let out a prodigious grumble.
oO That's it! Food! Oo
Kliss'lai: Do you like food?
She wanted to die. Right there and then. Just *POOF* No more Kliss'lai. Just a pile of dust on the floor, mingling with the puddle left by an embarrassed girl who'd been swimming. Mud. Yes. Being mud would be better than being Kliss'lai right now.
Renirs: Response
Kliss'lai: I like to eat when I'm hungry. ::patting her flat stomach through the towel:: I'm clearly hungry. Do you want to have food? Um ... with me?
Renirs: Response
Kliss'lai: okbye
She walked out of the lift and down the corridor faster than she would normally have done. The flustered Andorian was 20 meters past her quarters when she realized she hadn't actually made any plans, didn't know Renirs' full name, was still in a towel, Renirs was nowhere to be seen, and she'd lost a sandal.
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