Samantha Richards - Beer Me the Strength
Samantha Richards
((Outside of Bancrofts Quarters, Deck 3- USS Artemis))
The babies were settled with Nathan. Sam had kept herself together long enough to get them down for the night, replicate a 6 pack and tell her brother not to worry.
He was probably worried.
Out of the crew that was particularly capable of handling her in a more fragile state, she settled for who was off duty and not busy. That just so happened to be Roy. As if he hadn’t been traumatized enough by her recently with the whole giving birth bit, but he was a professional doctor and hopefully wouldn’t hold that against her.
She activated the door chime and held up the beer like a peace offering.
Bancroft: Response
Richards: No catastrophe. No emergency. Just a friend and some beer. ::beat:: Listen I haven’t had a drink in over a year. It’s the least you can do.
She held up the beer again, with a smile this time.
Bancroft: Response
Richards: If you don’t like beer, I have access to Talos’ replicator codes. Basically every kind of drink you could ever want. ::A dry chuckle:: Or you can suck it up and drink the beer.
She moved her way into his quarters and took up a spot on the sofa like she owned the place and opened the beer like it owed her money.
Bancroft: Response
TAG/TBC!
Samantha Richards