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jaggedwolf“Arkady!” Two sharp raps on the door followed Sana’s voice. “It’s not like you to be late, is everything alright in there?”
Violet groaned awake, petulantly keeping her eyes shut. Why was Sana knocking on Violet’s door for Arkady? Felt like a mistake the captain of the ship (or the maker of the ship) shouldn’t be making.
“Uh, I’ll be out soon! Give me ten minutes!” Arkady yelled from inside the room. What? She’d had weirder dreams about the Rumor crew, but she was far too sleepy for this to be a dream.
Violet sat up and stretched, blinking her eyes blearily when the realization struck her. Right. She was in Arkady’s room, because she’d spent the night there. Ugh, Violet hated how slow her brain was in the morning.
An already half-hearted attempt to not smile stupidly was derailed when she caught sight of what Arkady was up to - standing at the foot of the bed and buckling her belt, muttering what were probably curses under her breath
“Alright, I’ll wait out here then,” Sana replied.
Oh god, Sana was right outside. This was really really embarrassing. Hey captain, slept with your first mate last night, wasn’t even the first time, don’t mind me stepping past you there while wearing yesterday’s clothes also please don’t- A shirt struck her in the face. She sputtered, and then sputtered even more when she realized it was her own.
“How are you panicking Liu?” Arkady whispered, looking not at all guilty for the shirt throwing. She scanned the room for a second, grabbing a jacket from a pile of clothes and sliding it on. “I’m the one who’s late.”
“She’s. Right. There,” Violet said, keeping her voice low. She pulled on her shirt and then embarked on a search for her pants within the tangled sheets.
“She doesn’t have her ear to the door. We’re fine, the plan with the bet is fine, I’ll start a private call with you before I leave and tip you off when we’re far away enough.” Arkady inspected each of her holsters.
“Look, I am completely on board with Sana winning the betting pool those three have on us, since if Krejjh knew they won they’d probably explode from the excitement and we agreed we had Sana to thank for this-” Violet gestured between the two of them. “-actually happening, but have we considered letting her in on it?”
“C'mon” Arkady shot an unimpressed look at Violet. “No way she’s lying to Brian and Krejjh.”
“Fair enough.” Violet sighed. “But you’re also not looking forward to how smug they’re all going to be, right?”
“And you are?”
“I’m not,” Violet agreed, pulling on her pants that she’d finally found. “It’s a pretty small ship, I’m not sure if we can pull the wool over their eyes for a whole two more months.”
“Private Connection. Arkady Patel to Violet Liu” Arkady nodded to Violet’s comms on the table and then shrugged, a small smile on her face. “I’d bet on us."
Violet groaned awake, petulantly keeping her eyes shut. Why was Sana knocking on Violet’s door for Arkady? Felt like a mistake the captain of the ship (or the maker of the ship) shouldn’t be making.
“Uh, I’ll be out soon! Give me ten minutes!” Arkady yelled from inside the room. What? She’d had weirder dreams about the Rumor crew, but she was far too sleepy for this to be a dream.
Violet sat up and stretched, blinking her eyes blearily when the realization struck her. Right. She was in Arkady’s room, because she’d spent the night there. Ugh, Violet hated how slow her brain was in the morning.
An already half-hearted attempt to not smile stupidly was derailed when she caught sight of what Arkady was up to - standing at the foot of the bed and buckling her belt, muttering what were probably curses under her breath
“Alright, I’ll wait out here then,” Sana replied.
Oh god, Sana was right outside. This was really really embarrassing. Hey captain, slept with your first mate last night, wasn’t even the first time, don’t mind me stepping past you there while wearing yesterday’s clothes also please don’t- A shirt struck her in the face. She sputtered, and then sputtered even more when she realized it was her own.
“How are you panicking Liu?” Arkady whispered, looking not at all guilty for the shirt throwing. She scanned the room for a second, grabbing a jacket from a pile of clothes and sliding it on. “I’m the one who’s late.”
“She’s. Right. There,” Violet said, keeping her voice low. She pulled on her shirt and then embarked on a search for her pants within the tangled sheets.
“She doesn’t have her ear to the door. We’re fine, the plan with the bet is fine, I’ll start a private call with you before I leave and tip you off when we’re far away enough.” Arkady inspected each of her holsters.
“Look, I am completely on board with Sana winning the betting pool those three have on us, since if Krejjh knew they won they’d probably explode from the excitement and we agreed we had Sana to thank for this-” Violet gestured between the two of them. “-actually happening, but have we considered letting her in on it?”
“C'mon” Arkady shot an unimpressed look at Violet. “No way she’s lying to Brian and Krejjh.”
“Fair enough.” Violet sighed. “But you’re also not looking forward to how smug they’re all going to be, right?”
“And you are?”
“I’m not,” Violet agreed, pulling on her pants that she’d finally found. “It’s a pretty small ship, I’m not sure if we can pull the wool over their eyes for a whole two more months.”
“Private Connection. Arkady Patel to Violet Liu” Arkady nodded to Violet’s comms on the table and then shrugged, a small smile on her face. “I’d bet on us."