Aftermath

Posted on Thu Feb 1st, 2024 @ 4:12am by Commander Kevin Lance
Edited on on Thu Feb 1st, 2024 @ 2:57pm

Mission: Deep Space Nine
Location: Deep Space Nine
Timeline: Current

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{DS9 Promenade}

Kevin could only stare at Mira as she walked away. Mira kissed me, he thought.

Then the realization hit him full force. Mira kissed me!

His mind was such a jumble of confused and contradictory thoughts and feelings that standing in the middle of the promenade he couldn’t sort things out.

He immediately turned and walked into a bar that wasn’t Quark’s. “Bourbon on the rocks, the real stuff and make it a double.” He didn’t want to get drunk, again, but needed something to help with the noise in his head.

“What kind?

“Anything but Klingon,” Kevin replied.

The bartender poured the alcohol into the glass. Kevin downed the drink. It was smooth and the burn down his throat was pleasant. “Where is it from?” he asked.

The bartender looked at the bottle. “Says it’s from Keen-too-kee,” she replied.

“Hit me again,” Kevin ordered.

She refilled the glass and Kevin sipped more slowly. Follow the evidence, he told himself.

Kevin didn’t have empirical evidence that he had kissed her other than Quark’s statement but there would be no profit in lying to him. Based upon that, Mira’s claim that he had not kissed her was false. She could have said it to put him at ease because she didn’t she censure him for having done so.

Mira had kissed him but she had seemed tipsy at the time. And she followed the kiss with a claim that it hadn’t happened. Was she trying to level the playing field or giving him a taste of his own medicine? Or had she really wanted to kiss him? There wasn’t enough evidence to determine the reason. It would require more investigation.

It would be easiest if she had kissed him for some reason other than romantic interest. Then they could go on with being shipmates, her as the senior officer and he as the pilot. If this was the first steps to a more serious relationship, it would get complicated quickly.

Release me, the voice from deep within him commanded, and I will make you worthy of her.

Maybe, Kevin replied as he finished the bourbon.

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