EXETERRPG: (1 - 1053) ACFO Lt(jg) Trinity Frost and ACFO Lt(jg) Ronnie Winters

[Mark Howard]

Mission: Auld Lang Syne

Day:01

Stardate: 2445.12.28



(Risa– Suraya Bay, The Feather Monkey Bar - ACFO, Lt(jg) Trinity Frost and
ACFO, Lt(jg) Ronnie Winters - 1053)



“Save me.” She said.



“Well I would, but you aren’t my type sweetheart.” Ronnie smiled, turned
and faced her good friend Trinity Frost. They had met in the academy,
although Trinity was a five years older than Ronnie, they had similar
personalities. There time in the fighter wing together allowed them to bond
and they both worked in the same department. Not quite drinking buddies,
but definitely shopping buddies.



“We all like having fun, and you know, going out for drinks, and to pull,
but really...ugh.”



“Vultures are out in full force huh?”



“I don’t mind some charm, but…” she sipped at her beer. “How are you doing
anyway? You here waiting or just passing time chilling?”



“Honestly, I have plans with Gabe later. Rock climbing. But I figured I’d
get some beach time first. Figured I’d start the day with a drink? What
about you? Did what’s his name ever get back to you, it’s been months.”



“That’s the thing. We’d had a pleasant evening, had a few drinks, I’ll
admit, but every time we pass, like on Bridge duty, he just nods, and it’s
like he doesn’t remember second base.”



“What was his name Benjamin Weatherstone?”



“Benedict Weatherby. He’s kinda cute, in an understated way...his loss
though. I don’t chase.”



“No shit. Trinity don’t hunt, she just waits for her prey to come to her,
and then rawr.” Ronnie made a clawing motion, like a cat.



Trinity laughed. “Not called the Honey Badgers for nothing you know.”



Ronnie laughed, “So what do you have planned for the week off?”



“Honestly very little. I need to see Greta. She was there for me when no
one else was. I owe her. Before you arrived I think. I’m going to try to
catch up to her later. Beyond that, I’m not sure.”



“Yeah, I’ve kind of not spoken to her since...well…”



“Me either. I’ve just not had time.”



“I mean, we weren’t really close, and Ire is our department head. So I
just...don’t know if I want to get involved. You know.”



“Best way. I feel bad like I say because Greta is a friend. When I arrived
on Mars, I’d been held back. Never given enough hours to get the ratings I
needed for Peregrines and Valkyries. Greta helped me out, made sure I was
never short on hours. Became squad leader just after that.”



“No I get that. You guys were both Squadron leaders, I was the bossmans
aide. Different relationship. I was the person you went to if you needed
his signature. Not the one you took out for drinks.”



“Damn, now I feel guilty.”



“I didn’t mean it like that. But you know what I mean.”

“I do…” Her eyes twinkled, “It was personal actually,” she said. “You were
a threat due to your unearthly beauty…” SHe laughed



“That sounds so high school.”



“Pilots are highschool sometimes.” she smiled.



“I know. I guess I was jealous too. I thought we were becoming good friends
in the academy….and then well…..yeah, so I’m glad the fighter wing allowed
us to become shopping buddies again. It’s just, at the wing, it was
different. But on the Exeter, we’re equals. And Lieutenants.” She said with
a smile.



Trinity smiled back. “You’re right. We ran in different circles for a bit.
You were hanging out with a bloody Admiral for crying out loud.” she
laughed. “Related to the FO of all people.” she said winking. “But yeah,
we’re good now, not that we ever weren’t.”



"I mean I  feel for Greta, I do.  Breakups are hard. But Ire is our boss
lol. Not sure there are manuals for that. Plus as grumpy as Ire has been.
Staff meetings have been tense since he got out of the brig."



“Yep. you noticed that too?” she sighed. “Never mix business with pleasure.
“Times I have it’s turned out to be...not the best of ideas.” she smiled.
“I wouldn’t want people not to be allowed to hook up, but it takes a
certain kind of...not sure what the word is.”



"Yeah. I mean. Gosh, I see now why the CO and FO are with civilians."



“Makes a lot of sense. Even then, takes a special Civvie.”



"And @$%& imagine Gabe's surprise when he realized he was dating the
captain's daughter."



“Say what now?” Trinity snapped her head round.



Ronnie paused as she realized what she said. "Umm. Sorry that was just a
dream from last night."



“What time did you start drinking?” Trinity asked, raising an eyebrow. Her
mind however put a couple of thoughts together and filed them away.



"Look...not here. And I've had four in the last hour. I'm bar hopping."



“Good girl. Trying to drink your way all down the strip then?” she laughed.
Though her face fell and she nodded.



"Please. Not a word."



“Ronnie…”



"Please…"



“Sssh. Walls have ears. We lost touch...I wasn’t a great friend, but did I
ever let you down? We can talk later when we’re sober and alone.” she
sighed. “I have a cabin with a hot tub…”



"Trinity,  you skank. Shut up." Ronnie laughed.



“Joiking aside. It’s all good. You can trust.”



"Thank you for...well." Ronnie raised her glass "to us."



Trinity raised her beer and clinked the side of Ronnie’s Daiquiri glass.
“To us.”



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