SIM:Lael Rosek - Surprise Reunion (Gorkon)

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Lieutenant Junior Grade Lael Rosek
HCO Officer
Starbase 118
USS Gorkon NCC 82293
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OOC: Takes place just before "Dinner For Two"

((Hotel Zephyr, San Francisco, California, Earth))

:::Lael was checking into the hotel when she saw him. She gaped hardly able to believe her eyes.::

Rosek: Jensar?

:::The man in question turned, smiling widely when their gazes locked.::

Berel: Lael! Well, what a small world. How long’s it been?

:::She hobbled toward him, again on crutches after the bumpy trip back home. She expected she’d be stuck with them this time until she could build a functional back and leg brace.::

Rosek: ::murmurs:: A few years at least. What are you doing here?

Berel: I just finished some business at the Betazed consulate here on Earth and was taking a bit of a tour. What about you?

Rosek: We just got back into port after a really long mission. ::sighs:: It’s a long story.

Berel: I’ve got time. ::pauses:: Do you wanna grab a quick bite? I’m starving. We can catch up.

:::Lael paused. She was supposed to meet Jansen in a few hours and had been planning a nice long soak in the bathtub to ease her bruised and battered muscles, but an afternoon with an old friend sounded more fun.::

Rosek: Sure. But I’ve got to be back by 1700 hours. I’m meeting someone.

:::Wrapping an arm around her shoulders ready to lend support, he guided her out of the hotel.::

((Ben Thai Cafe--Nob Hill in San Francisco, California, Earth))

:::The waitress approached and before Lael could speak, Jensar ordered her usual dish.::

Berel: ::smiles impishly:: Sorry. Habit.

Rosek: It’s okay. ::smiles:: It was a good run though, wasn’t it?

Berel: ::chuckles:: That it was. We had some crazy nights between those sheets.

Rosek: ::nods:: I still remember that awful club that you dragged me to...what was it called?

Berel: Alien Sex?

Rosek: ::groans:: God, the name was worse than the clientele there...and they were pretty bad. That had to be the worst sex ever.

Berel: Really? ::sips his coffee:: I thought she was pretty good. Yelija?

Rosek: ::laughs:: You would. She was SO totally straight. She just pretended to be bi to get in your pants.

Berel: ::brushes back a strand of her hair and murmurs:: Little did she know I only had eyes for you. Still do.

:::Lael sucked in a breath, really looking at him. He hadn’t changed one iota. Those mesmerizing eyes still drew her in like a moth to a flame and he was much too handsome for his own good.::

Rosek: ::breathlessly:: Jensar…

:::Before she could protest, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. At first, she got lost in the familiar feel of his lips against hers. But her good sense quickly caught up with her and she pushed him away.::

Rosek: ::gravelly:: I can’t. I--I’m in love with someone else.

:::Lael’s head spun as she tried to process what had just happened. Jensar had kissed her. He shouldn’t be kissing her. Only Jansen had the right to kiss her.::

:::Jensar sat back, a hint of disappointment in his features. Of course she’d found someone else. She was too amazing not to. He grimaced. If he was any kind of man, he wouldn’t have let her walk away. He’d chosen duty over the woman that he loved. Gods help him, but he was a fool.::

::This was all too much. Throwing a couple credit chits on the table, she rose to leave.::

Berel: ::grabs her wrist and murmurs:: Don’t go. I’m sorry. That was out of line. I promise I won’t do it again without your permission.

:::He knew she would never give it. Not as long as she was with this someone else. It was one of the things he loved most about her. Most women with her spirit and sense of adventure had no desire for a monogamous relationship.::

:::Hesitating for a moment, she slid back into the booth.::

Rosek: It’s all right. You didn’t know.

Berel: So...who’s the lucky guy--or girl?

Rosek: ::blushes and grins:: His name is Jansen and he’s a Starfleet Counselor. We serve together. Actually, that’s how we met.

:::Jensar’s smile faltered a little. He remembered when she’d smile like that for him...that pretty blush the first time they’d made love. He was the first man she’d ever been with.::

Berel: Human...Bajoran...Betazoid?

Rosek: Human. ::grins:: Very much so, actually.

Berel: Mmm. Must be someone special to be able to keep up with you.

Rosek: ::murmurs:: He is. ::smiles::

:::Jensar opened his mouth to reply, but at that moment their food came. The waitress sat it down in front of them and offered a flirtatious smile and he smiled kindly in return, thanking her. But immediately after doing so, he returned his gaze to Lael.::

::The waitress pouted and stormed off muttering under her breath.::

Rosek: She was attractive. Why didn’t you get her number?

Berel: ::shakes his head and murmurs:: Not my type. ::tries his meal:: Mmm. This is better than usual.

Rosek: ::nods:: Anything tastes better than rations. I swear the first time I tasted real food after we got back, my mouth had an orgasm.

Berel: ::frowns:: How long were you gone?

Rosek: On our side? A year. ::shrugs at Jensar’s shocked expression:: Probably only a few months here.

Berel: ::murmurs:: What happened?

Rosek: We were pulled through a quantum fissure into an alternate reality.

Berel: ::arches and eyebrow and sips his tea:: Really?

Rosek: ::nods:: In that universe the Dominion had won and had wiped out the Federation and Starfleet.

Berel: ::brow furrows:: Good Gods! I can’t imagine that! It was awful enough.

Rosek: ::smiles wanly:: I lived it and I still can’t believe it was real.

Berel: ::nods at the crutches:: When we were together, you were off those. What happened there?

Rosek: The nanites are breaking down. Multiple re-injuries to my spine didn’t help.

Berel: Can you stop it? The breakdown of the nanites I mean.

Rosek: I’m researching it, but it’s still a long ways off. I’ll have to use a back and leg brace until then.

Berel: ::lays a hand on top of hers and murmurs:: I’m sorry. I know that was tough for you.

Rosek: It’s okay. I’ve got more support this time. Friends. Good doctors.

Berel: ::glances at the wall chronometer:: I should go. Your Jansen is due here in a half-hour. It might cause a problem if I stay.

Rosek: ::murmurs:: Jansen wouldn’t show it, but he’d be upset, yes. ::smiles wanly:: It was good catching up. We should keep in touch.

Berel: ::smiles wanly:: I’d like that. ::waves for the bill and presses his thumb to the PADD before Lael can protest:: No, my treat. I insist.

Rosek: ::smiles:: Always the gentleman.

Berel: ::smirks mischievously:: Not always. ::waves:: See you around.

Rosek: ::nods:: See you around.

:::She watched him exit the cafe and walk out of sight. The waitress came to collect the empty bowls.::

Rosek: May I have another cup of chamomile tea, please?

Waitress: ::nods:: Of course. I’ll be right back with it.

<nowiki>::Lael nodded and turned to stare out the window, watching for Jansen.::


LtJG Lael Rosek
HCO Officer
USS Gorkon


PNPC ​Jensar Berel
Betazoid Ambassador to Earth
Betazed Council

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LtJG Lael Rosek
HCO Officer
USS Gorkon