((USS Chin’toka, Deck 2, Port Observation Deck))
Seleya: Well, you're still here, so that’s good.. For me at least.
Sherlock: And I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.
Seleya: What do you say we get out of here and make a story of our own?
Seleya gave a big stupid grin, moving her hand over to gently grip Sherlock’s hand.
Sherlock: Yeah, let's go back to your quarters.
Seleya: I knew you’d be interested. I bet it’s the Ny’krl, girls are always curious about the Ny’krl.
Seleya slowly stood up, feeling a little dizzy as she leaned onto the table, still able to keep mostly upright, but the shots of whiskey now starting to get to her too.
Sherlock: Oh, absolutely. ::beat:: So I can put you to bed ::beat:: alone.
Seleya: Well, I was probably gonna kick you out anyways after, so isn’t this a perfect coincidence.
Sherlock: You've been through some stuff recently, you're drunk, and this isn't happening. ::long pause:: But it was a nice try though.
Seleya: Awwww, so it wasn’t the Ny’krl.
Seleya pouted at Sherlock a bit, but let out a small huff, but accepted the woman’s answer.
Sherlock: Response
Seleya: My quarters should be on Deck 5. I think I can walk there.
Sherlock: Response
[[End of Scene fo Seleya]]
Lieutenant JG Seleya of Khanda
Tac/Sec Officer
U.S.S.Chin’toka
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