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jaggedwolf(Later, Violet will blame herself for not noticing the obvious. It won’t matter that the captain’s the one she’s interacted with least, nor will her own exhaustion. She was the last one who could have done something.)
Now, however, she is none the wiser. She rubs her sleepy eyes with a hand and presses the airlock keypad with another. Lets herself in, makes sure everything’s locked behind her even as her mind is occupied with questions.
A sound comes from the mess as she steps further in, and she starts for a second before hearing Sana’s voice.
“Sorry, Violet, I didn’t mean to startle you. Just having a nightcap.” Sana lifts her cup up in explanation.
(First clue: Sana up this late by herself, and not because she was fixing something?)
“You’re fine, I’m sleepy enough that anything could startle me.” Violet yawned. “Conversation with other Violet went on longer than I expected, it was nice to be able to talk to another scientist about all this.”
“Oh, what were you talking about?”
“Captain,” said Violet, “I’d rather not bore you at three in the morning with a discussion on cellular processes.”
(Second clue: A flash of anger on Sana’s face at Violet’s words. It appears so briefly that Violet quickly assures herself that her anxiety is playing tricks on her once more, and that it could be any emotion at all.)
“Fair enough.” Sana sighs. “Can I convince you to join me for a drink before you head to bed?”
“Sure.” Can’t hurt. Violet follows the captain back to the mess, another yawn escaping her. She takes the cup Sana handed her without much thought, blinking blearily.
(Third clue: The ship’s cups are small and have no handles, yet somehow Violet takes that cup without her hand touching Sana’s. Like Sana’s making sure she doesn’t)
“Everyone else gone to bed?” asks Violet, sipping her drink.
Sana smiles. “Yes. And you will too.”
“Ye-” Violet stops herself, a sudden dizziness overtaking her, the world turned fuzzy. She tries to get a grip on herself. She drops her cup, liquid spilling on the table, her limbs confusingly slow. “Sana I-”
The last thing she sees before she loses consciousness is a blurry smile widening on the captain’s face.
Now, however, she is none the wiser. She rubs her sleepy eyes with a hand and presses the airlock keypad with another. Lets herself in, makes sure everything’s locked behind her even as her mind is occupied with questions.
A sound comes from the mess as she steps further in, and she starts for a second before hearing Sana’s voice.
“Sorry, Violet, I didn’t mean to startle you. Just having a nightcap.” Sana lifts her cup up in explanation.
(First clue: Sana up this late by herself, and not because she was fixing something?)
“You’re fine, I’m sleepy enough that anything could startle me.” Violet yawned. “Conversation with other Violet went on longer than I expected, it was nice to be able to talk to another scientist about all this.”
“Oh, what were you talking about?”
“Captain,” said Violet, “I’d rather not bore you at three in the morning with a discussion on cellular processes.”
(Second clue: A flash of anger on Sana’s face at Violet’s words. It appears so briefly that Violet quickly assures herself that her anxiety is playing tricks on her once more, and that it could be any emotion at all.)
“Fair enough.” Sana sighs. “Can I convince you to join me for a drink before you head to bed?”
“Sure.” Can’t hurt. Violet follows the captain back to the mess, another yawn escaping her. She takes the cup Sana handed her without much thought, blinking blearily.
(Third clue: The ship’s cups are small and have no handles, yet somehow Violet takes that cup without her hand touching Sana’s. Like Sana’s making sure she doesn’t)
“Everyone else gone to bed?” asks Violet, sipping her drink.
Sana smiles. “Yes. And you will too.”
“Ye-” Violet stops herself, a sudden dizziness overtaking her, the world turned fuzzy. She tries to get a grip on herself. She drops her cup, liquid spilling on the table, her limbs confusingly slow. “Sana I-”
The last thing she sees before she loses consciousness is a blurry smile widening on the captain’s face.