Prometheus: Vickers and Janek
Meredith Vickers put her dirnk down and looked in the mirror. She looked tired. Who wouldn't be tired after what the crew
of Prometheus had been through? How many years in sleep hibernation? She didn't want to know. Meredith reflected as she
stared at her own reflection that she truly hated it all. She hated this ship. She hated David. She hated her father most
of all. In fact, she hated everyone onboard the Prometheus. Well, not entirely. There was one person onboard Prometheus that
she didn't hate: Captain Janek. Just thinking about Janek made Meredith smile, and as she caught a glimpse of face in the
mirror smiling, she didn't look as tired. Her mood improved quite abruptly. She finished her drink and decided to go pay
Captain Janek a visit.
She found him, as usual, with a non-chalant yet commanding air about him, on the main deck, keeping track of those idiots who'd
stayed below. How could scientists be so stupid? She wondered to herself. Meredith felt that Janek was attracted to her and yet
slightly afraid of her at the same time, they usually ended up barking orders at one another, it was their way of flirting.
Meredith casually looked at one of the monitors and tried to feign interest, hoping to get a reaction. Sure enough, she did.
(to be continued)