Karsel`lyn Lylyl-Llytherraias
<<Corridor, 1055, Day 1>>
Karsel`lyn stepped out of the turbolift, and without warning, crashed into someone. Someone pleasantly soft, and wonderfully fragrant. She felt her hormone's race, and looked up from the deck to see who she'd knocked over.
Startled, Isabel stepped back. She hadn't expected someone to be exiting the turbolift. After regaining her composure, Isabel smiled as she recognized Karsel`lyn, "Good morning."
Karsel`lyn grimaced a bit as she sat up, "Damn, sorry, Captain. Did you need a ride planetside? I've got my personal runabout, which I was going to take dirtside for a little bit of rest and relaxation, I'm sure you know the drill."
"Actually I was heading down to the planet. I was going to just beam down, but a ride would be appreciated, thank you," Isabel smiled.
Lyn stood up and scratched the back of her head, "I'd be happy to give you a lift, Captain. Anything for a pretty lady," she blushed again, kicking herself mentally for letting her hormones control her mouth.
Isabel paused a moment at the 'pretty lady' comment. That was a little unexpected... Isabel nodded and then gestured for Lyn to go ahead of her, "Lead the way."
Karsel`lyn nodded, turning towards the shuttle bay, and started walking. She slowed down enough to allow the Captain to walk alongside her, "Sorry about the pretty lady thing, Captain. You're a very attractive woman, and.... well...." she blushed an even darker shade of green, something she was doing with irritating regularity, lately, "I prefer women to men, and stuff. I'm sure you understand what I mean?"
Lyn stopped at the shuttle bay, in the corridor, and opened the doors, "After you, Madame Capitane."
Grinning, Isabel nodded, "I understand." She wondered what Derek would have thought of what Karsel`lyn had said, then pushed the thought from her mind. She entered the shuttle bay, walking ahead a few feet then pausing for Lyn, "Is anyone else coming with us?"
Lyn shook her head, "I asked Doctor Darkhelm if she's like to come along, but she's busy fixing up some medication to tame my pheremones, which are giving me a headache. I should know better than to ever 'hit on' my commanding officer, as that got me demoted back during the War. Bloody Admiral got uppity when he walked in on the Captain and I....."
Isabel quirked her eyebrow. One thing was for certain, Karsel`lyn was anything but shy, "So you'll be returning to the ship to retrieve the medication?"
Lyn nodded, "I'll probably head up real quick to get medicated, and fetch Doc Darkhelm down planetside. Then I'll be heading back down. Was thinking of doing some camping out in the mountains, and wanted some company. You up for some camping, when you're done with your command duties?"
"I appreciate the offer. I'll have to see how things go when I get to the planet though; there have been rumors of trouble," Isabel replied. In truth, some camping would be nice, but her first duty was to check out the possibility of any trouble on the planet.
"I'm not a doctor or counselor, Captain," Karsel`lyn sighed as she strode to her runabout, 'Dove's Cry', "but even the Captain needs to take some R&R. I'm sure the Counselor, the Doctor, and the Ex-Oh would all agree with me."
She opened the door to the runabout, and stepped to the side to allow Isabel to enter, and followed the Captain inside. The inside of the runabout was a bit more cramped than the stock Danube it once was, as it had been heavily modified, and all that equipment took up a lot of space.
The interior, however cramped, was a mixture of purples, mid-to-dark blues, and dark greens, and rather plush. Lyn looked to the Captain to gauge her reaction to the vessel.
Isabel nodded, "Thank you for the concern, and I will do my best to relax. However, this is not simply shoreleave, this is a mission given by StarFleet and I must follow through with it." As she entered the runabout, Isabel's eyes ran over the interior. It was rather nice for a runabout, personally purple wasn't one of her favorite colors, but it looked good with the color scheme.
Lyn led Isabel to the cockpit, and gestured to the copilot's seat, which, like the remainder of the vessel, was nicely cushioned. She climbed into the pilot's seat, which unlike the rest of the ship, was simple and very utilitarian. She'd pulled it out of a scrapped Peregrine ages ago.
She strapped in after sitting down, and began to activate the runabout's systems. She turned to look at the Captain, "Might want to strap in, Captain. This girl has kick, especially when she first launches."
"I always do," Isabel smiled, strapping herself into the chair. After doing so, she looked over at Lyn and waited for the launch.
Lyn waited for the bay doors to finish opening, and lifted the shuttle up on her repulsors. Grinning as it inched forward towards the gaping maw of space before them, she waited til mere feet lay between them and space, then kicked the impulse engines in to maximum rated power, shoving the ethereal rudder to port and banking the runabout in a hard dive towards the planet. She shrieked happily as they took flight, and yanked the control stick back to slow their dive, decreasing thrust and firing reverse thrusters, to keep them from bouncing off the planet's atmosphere.
She spared a glance over at Isabel, "Sorry, ma'am. I love to fly, and it gets the better of me, sometimes."
"That's quite alright. It's always nice to see someone enjoying their work," Not only that, but Isabel knew that crew generally performed better when they were doing something they liked. "How long will the flight take?"
"That depends, darlin`," Lyn replied, "on how hard a ride you'd like. I've dialed down the SIF's on this girl, to better mimic flying a fighter. I can get us there real fast, but the ride would be a bit like flying in a Peregrine."
"Pilot's prerogative," Isabel replied. As long as she got to Celtron V, she didn't overly mind. "How do you like the Malinche?"
Lyn kicked in maximum rated power to the Impulse engines, and the ride became rather hard, while not bumpy, the G-forces from their turns were much more easily felt. She looked over at the Captain, "I love it, ma'am. It's a nice ship, and has a nice crew that's as strange as I am. So people don't single me out so much as in previous assignments.?
Isabel grinned, "Yes, the crew is rather....unique. Everyone is quite skilled though, and they work together pretty well. I wouldn't trade any of them." Isabel meant every word; she felt truly blessed to have the crew she did. It would be nice to be able to be closer with them, but it was more difficult as she was a CO, and things were pretty hectic most of the time.
"It's just that people still keep me at arm's reach," Lyn sighed, "which is just like it was during previous assignments. I miss being close to someone, to share myself with them. People seem to be bothered by the fact that I'm green. I guess it?s just not easy being green."
"Don't worry, I'm sure that won't last. We've had Bolians aboard before, back when I first got command. The mission was somewhat hectic, but now that things have settled down some it'll give the crew a chance to get to know you better. You did talk with Dr. Darkhelm, didn't you?"
Lyn nodded, "I did. She's a beautiful woman, too. Nice, at that. It's sweet of her to take more of her time to come up with the serum I need to help with the pheremones."
"And I'm sure I'll get settled in. I just hope I'm able to make some friends..... or more..." she added with a conspiratorial wink at the Captain, "wouldn't mind entertaining you on occasion, either. Good company is exactly that, and I have to say that you assuredly qualify."
Lyn frowned, as the woman's strong body chemistry had the little green pilot feeling..... wanting, in a womanly sort of way. But she couldn't push that, not so quickly. Damned pheremones were playing havok with her hormones, and this wasn't helping much. Not that she'd mind spending time with this wonderfully delicious woman.
"Well, she is the ship's doctor. She's quite good too. And I wouldn't worry too much about finding friends; people here tend to be fairly friendly - you could talk to Ensign Navdante, for one." Isabel thought she noticed Lyn watching her. It was a little unsettling, but Isabel shook off the feeling.
Lyn frowned, "I'm none too fond of seeing counselor's, really. I keep getting referred to them, supposedly because I'm an insatiable nymphomaniac who'd sleep with anything with two legs."
She sighed, "I'm just tired of being alone, really. I would love to find that one person to love, so I wouldn't be accused of sleeping around, and so I could have someone to be with, to dote upon, and have that emptiness filled."
She made a quick, squeaky noise, "Oh, sorry, ma'am. I don't mean to suddenly dump my life's problems on you like this. How about you? Are you married? Single? Looking? Anything good going on in your life?"
Isabel blinked. "Well, first off, T'serra enjoys making friends, not just counseling people. And there's no need to apologize. As for myself, I was married, but my husband was killed in an away mission nearly a year and a half ago. As for good things in my life, I'd say the Malinche and her crew would be at the top of the list."
"I'm sorry about your husband," she frowned. But then the infectious Lyn grinned, "I'm glad we rate so highly in your eyes, Captain. I'm..... well...." she sighed, "I'm happy that you would view me as a part of your crew, instead of the outsider most Captain's usually see me as, or as some male Captain's thought, as a casual bedmate."
"Besides, being seen highly by eyes as pretty as yours is good enough for me," she grinned over at Isabel, "And I'm sorry if I seem like I'm coming on a bit hard, darling, but these pheremones are killers on my hormones."
"And you've got a smell to you..... a heavenly scent, I must say," she blushed, "that has my heart pounding."
Isabel chuckled, "You don't need to apologize, I understand. And I would never think any less of you, or think of you as an outsider. You are a part of my crew, you are important, and don't let anyone tell you different."
"I won't, Captain," Lyn looked away as the shuttle continued on it's ever-shortening flight path, "but it's going to be hard, I must admit, to serve aboard with someone like you around. Not that I'm wanting to transfer, but it's going to be a challenge."
"I believe you'll be just fine," Isabel smiled. She saw the planet getting larger by the moment. "Where exactly will we be landing?"
"There's a landing platform next to the building you need to get to, Captain," Lyn replied softly, almost as if she didn't trust herself to speak. Her emotions and hormones were STILL playing havok with her, and she didn't want to say something untoward.
Isabel frowned slightly, seeing Lyn quieted. "Great, thank you. When you come back down, why don't you see who else will join you and perhaps we can explore some together?"
Lyn nodded, "Alright, Captain. I'll do that. I want to see if I can get Doc Darkhelm to join us. She seems like a nice woman. I'd love to spend some time with you..... and the doctor too, but I think I'd enjoy getting to know my Captain better."
"Wonderful. If you can find others as well, that'd be great, if not that's fine. Just let me know when you've arrived." Isabel smiled.
"Alright, Captain, darling," she injected a hint of familiarity in her words, and quieted as she set the vessel down on the landing pad, a light bump being heard, but not felt, as Lyn expertly set the runabout down. She pressed a button on her restraints, and stood smoothly.
She looked over at the Captain, and her fingers found the catch-release to the woman's restraints, and she released the Captain from her belts. She offered the woman a hand, "Madame Captain?"
Isabel took Lyn's hand and stood up, "Thank you Lieutenant. It was a pleasant flight, and nice to get to talk with you." She smiled, "I need to be going for now, but I'll hear from you soon?"
Lyn nodded, "Yes, you will. If I may, ma'am, may I know your first name?"
"My apologies, I'm Isabel."
Lyn nodded, "Okay. Isabel. A cute name! I'm Karsel`lyn, but please, just call me Lyn. Everyone else does."
"Very well Lyn. Safe flight back," Isabel smiled and started off to her next destination.
OOC: A JP with:
Captain Isabel Kersare
Commanding Officer
USS Malinche
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