As soon as Sig's feet hit the dock, Nik took off running to get her things packed, not wanting to waste even a second. Running down the hall to her state room, she grabbed a duffle bag and opened it up before turning to get started packing. That's when she paused, the only clothes she had on the boat were for working in, not taking a weekend away. Biting her lower lip softly, she kicked her boots off and pulled her top off over her head, pushing her pajama bottoms down and then off. Reaching into her stuff, she pulled out a pair of jeans and tugged them on, jerking some socks on as well.
Pausing for a second, she turned and opened her dresser, pulling out a couple of bras and some underwear, tossing them into the bag. Shuffling some things around, she pulled out a few pairs of socks and put them into the bag, taking a moment to think things over in her head. Rolling her eyes, she pulled some things from under her bed, neatly wrapped boxes that contained Sig's Christmas gifts from her. Finally, opening the drawer of her bedside table, she pulled out a small box that was for the person she was about to go see.
Lifting up a purple sweater, she pulled it on and then picked up her brush, running it through her hair and then braiding it tightly. Putting her boots back on, she grabbed Sig's Northwestern jacket, her empty duffle bag and her wallet, which she shoved in her back pocket. Running back through the hallway, she came out onto the deck, hurrying over to the rail. Climbing over it, she dropped down to the dock, sliding a bit before gaining her footing and taking off down the dock as fast as she could go.
Somehow, unknown to Nik, she managed to only fall once before she arrived at her destination, brushing herself off and then walking inside. "Christa, are you in here?!" She called out into the small shop she'd gone into. A shuffling noise came from the back area and then a honey blond with bright blue eyes appeared out of nowhere. Taking one glance at Nik, she squealed and ran over, enveloping her in a tight hug that nearly lifted Nik off the floor. Laughing lightly, Christa let go of the captain, "I thought you were never going to break away from Mr. Hansen long enough to come see me!"
Rolling her eyes, Nik put a hand on her hip, "I can't help it if he's like a magnet for me, and besides, I came here for help." Christa's eyebrows shot up at the mention of the word help, "Little sister finally came looking for help? Someone pinch me, I think I'm dreaming…and good lord at the size of that rock on your finger!" A blush quickly crossed Nik's cheeks as she shifted a bit, "Yeah, it was a Christmas gift from Sig this morning." Grabbing the younger woman's hand, the blond examined the ring with wide eyes, "There's got to be some serious lovin' going on between you two to get a ring like this, its beautiful!"
Tugging her hand away, Nik put her duffle down and took her jacket off, hanging it up with a heavy sigh. "I'm still in need of your help, if you can stop freaking out long enough to listen to my problem." Putting a serious look on her face, Christa hopped up onto the store counter and crossed her legs, watching Nik quietly. Leaning her hip against the counter, the Captain sighed and then closed her eyes, "Sig is taking me away for the weekend and I don't have anything to wear except my work clothes, and that would hardly make for something nice."
The blond gaped at her sister and then let out a squeal of excitement, hopping down from the counter and grabbing her arm. "Follow me then, I've got some things that are bound to make his mouth hit the floor." Nik's eyes went wide and she fixed her sister with a glare, "I want to look nice for him Christa, not try to make him jump me!" Giving a sigh, the blond ignored her and pulled her into the back room and over to a very long line of clothes that were hanging up. Blinking a few times, Nik looked them over, cringing at a few of the designs and colors she saw there.
"Take your pick of anything you want in here Nikolina, you still get the sister discount, so don't worry about price." Christa said happily as she left the back room and closed the door behind her to give Nik some privacy. Suddenly the room felt very big and Nik eyed the clothes warily, unsure if she should actually attempt to look at the things back here. Closing her eyes, she rubbed her temples and then started to slowly sift through the clothes that were hanging up. "Jeans….jeans….where are the jeans…ahh ha!" Smiling brightly, she plucked a pair of new jeans from the rack, checked the size and then held onto them to continue looking.
A couple minutes later, Nik had picked out four new pairs of jeans and some sweaters to go along with them. She'd also scored a pair of flannel pajama pants that sported the colors of the Northwestern, not about to pass those up. She turned to leave, but something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye and she turned back toward the rack. Pushing some clothes aside revealed a black halter dress that would hit just above her knees. "Don't even think about it Nik, you hate dresses and you hate heels even more." She scolded herself as she stared at the dress, biting her lower lip before giving in to temptation and grabbing the hanger.
Christa looked up from her book when she saw Nik come out of the back room, rolling her eyes at the jeans her sister was carrying. When she spotted the black dress, she put her book down and stood up with a grin. "Wow, you really do have it bad for Mr. Sig Hansen. The last time I saw you in a dress, you were three years old, and even then you tried to destroy it to get it off." The Captain looked at her sister with a blank stare before putting the clothes up onto the counter. "Yeah yeah, enough about my choice of clothing, I've got to meet Sig for breakfast."
Walking over to her bag, Nik dug around and then pulled out the black box from earlier, along with an envelope. Without a word, she placed it on top of Christa's book for her to see later, she didn't want to be there when her sister opened the gift. Moving back to Christa's side, she smiled and helped remove the hangers from the clothes before piling them up on the counter. Nik was hoping that Christa would be alright by herself this Christmas, though she was sure a favor she'd called in earlier would ensure the older of the two of them would have a blast.
Grinning like the Cheshire Cat, the older of the two rang up the clothes and helped Nik pack them away in her duffle bag. Reaching into her pocket, Nik pulled out her wallet and took some money out, pushing it into Christa's hand. Looking at her sister, the blond sighed softly and touched Nik's cheek, "You know, you don't have to keep giving me extra money, you and your crew work too hard for this." Smiling as she put her Northwestern jacket back on, Nik looked over at her sister, "Yeah, but I do it because I love you, and I don't need all that money anyway."
Stepping over, Nik picked up a pair of black heels and examined them before holding them up, "I'll take these too, I'll just have to learn how to walk on them." With both of them laughing, Nik put the shoes in her bag and zipped it up. Leaning over the counter, she hugged Christa tightly and kissed her cheek before letting go. Waving a bit, she turned and left the store to go and meet up with Sig before he got to wondering just where in the world she'd disappeared to.