Drinks with Friends

Posted on 28 Mar 2019 @ 12:31pm by Lieutenant Commander Rafe Cassidy (Jan 2389 - TRNSFR After Gorn War) & Lieutenant Harry Stevens

Mission: Ka Hakaka Maikaʻi - The Good Fight
Location: Lounge
Timeline: After 'Security and Medical

After leaving T'lara, Harry and Lady Sif had gone to the mess hall for something to eat and relax, although the bump on the back of his head still stung from hitting his head on the chair. He still couldn't believe that he had done it, as he picked up his drink and took a sip. Just as he put the glass down on the table, Harry noticed the doors to the Mess Hall open.

A long shift on the inexorably slow crawl to Canterra had been getting to Cassidy. This was part of the hours and hours of excruciating boredom he knew could be Starfleet life, made worse by the knowledge that soon would come those punctuating moments of sheer terror. So it was better, he thought, to be with people when off shift, and made for the bar to get himself a beer.

Only once he'd had a cool, refreshing gulp did he glance around the room and spot the Security Chief, and with a friendly wave Cassidy headed over. "Evening, Harry. Can't say I recommend drinking alone during times like this," he said, pulling himself up a chair.

"Please do join me Rafe," replied Harry taking another sip of his drink, He continued, " I have just had a meeting in my Office with T'lara," as he remembered the convocation with her, as Sif stuck her head up from where she was laying and then sat up and placed a paw on Cassidy's leg as if to say hello. Harry finished, " I don't know what came over me as I could not take my eyes off of her" as he took another sip of his drink.

"Oh, hey, Beautiful!" But it was Cassidy distracted by Sif as he reached out to ruffle her fur at the bid for attention. "Bet you've been hard at work." The pilot did look up even as he fussed the dog, and gave a crooked grin. "Haven't met the Doc properly myself. So she's entrancing, huh?"

"She is a Vulcan, and boy does she look good," replied Harry as Sif started to enjoy the fuss that she was getting, Harry continued, " I even missed the chair when I was about to sit back down on," as he took another sip of his drink, he finished, " I couldn't take my eyes off of her,"

"So you're making life easy for yourself by letting a Vulcan catch your eye, and by making yourself look good by prat-falling in front of her." Rafe laughed, not unkindly. "I can't fault your ambition. What are you going to do?"

"She did attend to me by putting her hands on my head and checked me over," replied Harry looking back at Rafe, "and as for what I'm going to do is go for my required Physical," he continued as he picked up his glass and took a sip of his drink again . He said "and am I going to persue her, of course I am, Cortez is only sharing my quarters because she has to,"

Rafe coughed as he almost inhaled his drink, and had to set the glass down firmly. "And, uh, you wouldn't want someone under house arrest underfoot when you're trying to flirt with the Doc?" He thumped his chest, clearing his airways as he watched Harry.

"Well sort of yeah," replied Harry looking at his friend, "Just how long am I to have Cortez as we are awaiting her trial," picking up the glass again and took another sip of the drink, He asked, "Did you know her Brothers are involved in this mess?" as he put his own glass onto the table.

Rafe took a slower, more cautious swig of his drink. "Yeah, it was all part of the blackmailing I reported that she told me about. That's gotta be textbook duress come trial." He rolled a shoulder. "I mean, you can always make nice with the Doc out of your quarters."

"I did read your report, But I wanted to hear it from her," replied Harry, looking back at Rafe, "But Getting back to T'Lara, I just could nor Believe that I was lucky enough to meet someone that good looking," as he hoped that Rafe would understand.

"Sure. It's always fun when you meet someone, and it's like a punch in the face. In a good way," said Rafe, perfectly sincerely, though his brow did furrow. "You're not worried about working together being a problem?"

"Why should it be, I'm Security and she's Medical," replied Harry, as he took another sip of the chilled drink, "you know it hit me like a bolt of Lightning," he continued looking back at Rafe again, He finished, " I'd better get back to see if Cortez is back indoors," as he tapped his side and Sif fell into line beside Harry.

"Of course," said Rafe, distractedly, and had a gulp of his drink. Then he blinked and looked back at Harry. "Before you go - how's Cortez doing? Not really seen her outside of briefings." He absent-mindedly thumbed away condensation from the rim of his glass, fidgeting.

"She is fine, just keeps herself to herself unless we have dinner," replied Harry "or I try to get more information out of her," he continued as he looked back at Rafe , "anyway I have got to be going, see you around Rafe," as he headed towards the exit.