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06.16.2012 , 06:34 AM |
Miriah took another drink from the bottle of Hutt tequila as she looked over at Risha, who was into her second bottle of wine. They were sprawled around the lounge, Miriah actually upside down with her feet over the back of the couch. Akaavi was lying across the holoterminal, long having finished her two bottles, but contemplating a third. Miriah was amazed Akaavi had joined them, even though they'd often invited her for girl's night.
"So, confession time," Risha stated, which sparked giggles from the other two. "I'll start off." She tried to stand but didn't even get her feet under her before she collapsed back on the couch. "Hmm let's see, what do I confess to?" She finally stood, stumbled to the bar, and put her now empty bottle on the surface. "Remember the wookie hair incident?" The crew hair dryer had been spliced into the hyperdrive exhaust, on Bowdaar's shower day. The result was like snow on Hoth, except with brown fur.
"That's common knowledge," Miriah snorted, "Everyone knew that was you. You're the only one who has that much time and access to the hyperdrive. You gotta come up with something else."
"OK, lessee," Risha turned, almost fell, and pointed at Miriah, "You know that white dress you like? I borrowed it for a date, and spilled wine on it." She got drunken tears in her eyes, "I'm so sorry Mir, I'll replace it when I can find something like it."
"Oh please, Rish, it's no biggie. Besides, i can't wear dresses around Corso, he either gets all spaced out and goofy, or tries to threaten every guy in sight." They threw their arms around each other, all forgiven, then looked at Akaavi, who had been silent so far.
"You know that hunt I went on last month?" Akaavi spoke clearly but quietly. "I met the most handsome guy, but he was very young. For the first time since my lover betrayed me, I felt something for another." She looked away, "I only looked, didn't touch, but I have thought of him many times since."
"Akaavi, there's no restrictions on thoughts," Miriah told her gently, "He had to be old enough, or he wouldn't have been on the hunt, right?"
Akaavi smiled, "I suppose you are right. It's been a very long time since I was so tempted." Miriah thought she blushed a little, though it was hard to tell. "And next time, I might do more than think." They all nodded, knowing that they'd get no more from the Mandalorian.
"Ok boss, you're up," Risha told Miriah, pointing at her with a bottle in her hand. Miriah sighed, "Well, you know how we've all been wondering about the food? You know, we get up and there's brownies, or cookies?" She turned to sit up, unsteadily, and lowered her head. "It was me," she said in a low voice.
"What? I can't hear you," Risha sing-songed. "IT WAS ME!!," Miriah yelled, then slid sideways onto the couch. "I like to cook," she said miserably, one of her biggest secrets out. No one who knew Miriah would have thought she had any skill but flirting, shooting, and flying. "Don't you tell a soul, it's been hard enough to strike fear into people since I got married." Akaavi nodded, and Risha crossed her heart with her finger.
When Corso and Guss returned to the ship, they walked into the lounge and stopped, dumbfounded. All three ladies were passed out, Akaavi still on the holo, Miriah with her feet on side of the holo and her body under the edge of the couch, and Risha lying across the bar, all surrounded by huge platters of brownies, cookies and cake. They shrugged at each other, took some goodies, and went off to the hold to play pazzack.
Love is the strongest magic of them all.