Lakshmi only stands, when he goes to leave. Her voice low, unable to keep the warmth from it. "Thank you for your company, Admiral. It was much... appreciated."
Because she doubts she'll see him again this evening, from the sound of it. Maybe it was for the best. Falling about drunk on the floor was hardly a decent thing for either of them. If any of this could be decent at all. Think, Lakshmi, with more than loneliness.
Rather, unfortunately, however, it does leave her with Devi giving her a far too accusing look. Which - she orders over the top of. She needs to be prepared for bed. Which took care of most of the time looking her lady in the eye. Not exactly untrue. After so much wine, there was nothing else to do but take all her snatched kisses to bed with her for the evening. Sleep of the worst of it until the morning. Which repays her all her indulgence with... well, a blinding hangover.
Made appearing for the meetings come morning about the next plan of attack, an utter misery, as she waits for him to appear with the rest of his staff. The ships light a sharp cutting agony. But she was firmly put back together again. Nothing open now, sitting with her arms on the table between the simplistic maps of her own people, to the complex screens of his. At least Kashi was kind enough to keep feeding her water without saying very much about it as they worked. Inevitably drawn into a debate while her temper was short, as she and Quinn went over plans - "The risk does not matter - I must get word to the other leaders on the ground. They will want to know what to expect before they suffer the frustrations of the UC for our victory." It's bitten out, snapped unhappily. She never did take well being told she had to sit on her hands and wait.
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Because she doubts she'll see him again this evening, from the sound of it. Maybe it was for the best. Falling about drunk on the floor was hardly a decent thing for either of them. If any of this could be decent at all. Think, Lakshmi, with more than loneliness.
Rather, unfortunately, however, it does leave her with Devi giving her a far too accusing look. Which - she orders over the top of. She needs to be prepared for bed. Which took care of most of the time looking her lady in the eye. Not exactly untrue. After so much wine, there was nothing else to do but take all her snatched kisses to bed with her for the evening. Sleep of the worst of it until the morning. Which repays her all her indulgence with... well, a blinding hangover.
Made appearing for the meetings come morning about the next plan of attack, an utter misery, as she waits for him to appear with the rest of his staff. The ships light a sharp cutting agony. But she was firmly put back together again. Nothing open now, sitting with her arms on the table between the simplistic maps of her own people, to the complex screens of his. At least Kashi was kind enough to keep feeding her water without saying very much about it as they worked. Inevitably drawn into a debate while her temper was short, as she and Quinn went over plans - "The risk does not matter - I must get word to the other leaders on the ground. They will want to know what to expect before they suffer the frustrations of the UC for our victory." It's bitten out, snapped unhappily. She never did take well being told she had to sit on her hands and wait.