EXETERNRPG: EXETERRPG: (3 - 1519) MS - Lt Jg Greta Smith & Lt Ire Williams

[Mark Howard]

Wow. stunning post guys


On Thu, 18 Mar 2021 at 07:42, Jaclyn Smith via exeter-rpg <
exeter-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:

> Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express
>
> Day: 03
>
> Stardate: 2445.12.03
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> (USS Exeter – Personal Quarters - Lt Jg Greta Smith & Lt Ire Williams –
> 1519)
>
> Sitting on their sofa, Greta had changed from her uniform in some comfy
> trousers and a jumper. Not knowing what to really do with herself, she had
> curled up on the sofa trying to rest but all that was in her mind was the
> look that Ire had given her in sickbay.
>
> The doors opened and Ire stepped into the room. He had been assigned his
> own quarters but needed to come back and get his uniform and a few things.
> He paused inside as the door closed behind him as he saw Greta on the sofa.
>
> “I have come to get a few things.”
>
> Looking at him, there had been a hope in her heart that he would come
> back. But, as she heard his words, that hope died in her, replaced by
> something different. She stood and looked at him, "Things? That's all you
> are going to say?"
>
> He looked at her. “I need my spare uniform and flight suit.”
>
> She took a deep breath in what was a potentially futile effort to keep
> calm and opened her eyes, staring directly at him.
>
> "No. You don't get to do this. You don't get to go through something and
> just walk away from the one person who is willing to help you."
>
> He paused and looked back at her  “You can’t help me.”
>
> "How do you know that if you won’t let me try? DAMN IT IRE!" She yelled as
> she stepped towards him, "You don’t get to walk away!"
>
> He shrugged “It's not up to you what I need to do.”
>
> Taking several breaths, greta could feel the anger rising in her, "What
> you need to do? I thought we were a partnership? I thought you loved me! Or
> was that just a lie?"
>
> “What I need is space.”
>
> She turned away from him, took a breath again, "You care more about a damn
> hologram of me then you do about me. How  do you think that makes me feel?"
>
> “I can’t deal with it right now.”
>
> A laugh escaped her lips as she turned round to face him, "You can't…..
> You selfish, arrogant…. " She paused for a moment as she looked at him,
> glancing over his shoulder to where some of their photos were displayed.
> Some of them together, some of her early life and some of him on the ship
> he was raised on.
>
> "Oh… I get it… I understand now. You don't give a damn about me because of
> her! That damn aunty of yours. She raised you with holograms so that's why
> you don't get it. You can't see what you are doing to me because of that!"
>
> “This has nothing to do with her or my upbringing. You would not
> understand.”
>
> "THEN HELP ME UNDERSTAND! Don’t just walk away from me." She yelled as she
> stepped back towards him, "Ire, you said you loved me. You asked me to
> marry you. You gave me this ring…" she took the engagement ring off her
> finger and held it up to his eyes, "... that was a promise, for better or
> worse. "
>
> He looked at the ring and then back to her.
>
> “Looks like it's for worse then.”
>
> Something happened in that moment, something that in years to come, Greta
> would look back at with shame. But there, in that moment, she saw red. The
> man she loved and wanted to spend the rest of her life with and raise a
> family with, had just crushed that dream with 6 words.
>
> She shook,  anger filled her and she stepped right in front of him, not
> saying a word and slapped him right across the face with force. Turning
> away, she, even though she was shaking, dropped her engagement ring onto
> the table.
>
> He rolled with the slap then looked back at her.
>
> "You take that. You take that and you look at it every damn day to remind
> you of what you threw away because you couldn't see, you couldn't deal with
> opening up and letting me in." And, even though she knew tears were in her
> eyes,  she walked out of the door, not looking back and kept walking.
>
> Ire watched as Greta walked out. He then knelt down  and picked up the
> ring, put it into this pocket and walked into the bedroom to get his spare
> uniform and flight suit.
>
> (Reply none)
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> (Posted by Jackie and Robbie)
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