Lt Sasch Kreshkova - Da?

[Karen Morris]

((OOC: The words, actions, and feelings in this post are solely Sasch's.  I am perfectly happy, but Sasch decided she'd write this sim pretty much on her own ... and she was ... less than happy.))

((Korras’s Quarters, SB 118 OPS))
 
Sasch hadn’t just handed Korras the PADD, it was like she had handed him her heart along with the PADD that was breaking her heart at that moment.

Korras: Transfer orders?

Kreshkova:  Da.  Transfer orders … to zhe Gamma Quadrant.

Sasch watched him take a breath and reread the orders.

Korras: They will have one excellent helmswoman, at least.

Sasch’s mouth opened as if to speak, but for a long moment no words would come out.  Sure.  She understood that they had made no commitments to each other, but there had been a connection.  She had met his mother.  He had given her two very precious gifts.  She had given him a gift she could never give to anyone again.  She cared for him - tenderly.  Perhaps he hadn’t meant it like that, but she felt easily discarded - that her time and emotions and effort were of no more worth than of Sam’s, who had been transferred out over a month ago.  When she found her words, it felt like she was eating a bitter meal that she would rather spit out.  Leaning away from him, she said…
 
Kreshkova:  Is zhat all you haf to say?  To compliment me on my piloting?
 
Korras: It was always a possibility that this could happen. Starfleet is not always considerate with transfers, especially not after a major incident.

Sasch’s lower lip quivered.
 
Kreshkova:  And so zhat’s it?
 
Korras: ::smiling:: It is an excellent opportunity for you, and I doubt it will be the last time we see each other. The galaxy sometimes is a small place.

Sasch snatched the PADD back from Korras with more vehemence than she had intended.

Kreshkova: Is vhat ve had so easily cast aside?  I’m glad you’re happy for ::Her tone turned bitter and her words became sarcastic::  'zhis ‘excellent opportunity for me,’ but doesn’t your heart break at all?

Korras:  ?

Sasch’s eyes filled, but she refused to let the drops fall while she was looking at him.  She stood to her feet, blinking furiously, willing the raindrops to remain in their clouds … at least for a few more moments.

Kreshkova:  You’ll forgif me.  I zhink I need to be going.

Korras:  ?

Sasch pulled her hand away from him.  

Kreshkova:  I hadn’t realized it, but it seems zhat I vas obviously more invested in zhis relationship….

Her words trailed of.  She didn’t say the words “than you were” though they wanted to chase after their fellows.

Korras: ?

Sasch stopped in her tracks.  As she turned to face Korras, he saw something he had not yet seen.  Her jaw was set.   Her eyes had surrendered the tears that they had refused to earlier, and yet, the more they rained, the more fire they produced.

Kreshkova:  Da?

Her single word was a question, and it demanded an answer.

Korras: ?

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Tags / TBC
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Lt Sasch Kreshkova
Helm
SB 118
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It is an honor to fly starships through the deadly, beautiful, vastness of space.  ~ Sasch Kreshkova