"Well, this is the last night we get to do this."
I looked across the table in the bar to Pana, who was looking down into her drink sadly. Nina and Greg were with us again, both oddly silent.
"Four five years." Nina murmured. Pana nodded, sighing quietly.
"Well..." I began, "Greg, what ship are you on?"
"I do not know. I have endeavored to not open the message until the morning of ship out." he replied. I nodded, taking a sip of my drink.
"And the worst part is I can't get drunk. Because it would be unprofessional to go to work the first day with a hang over." Pana sighed again. I smiled as Nina snorted, hanging her head.
"I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to get drunk in the next five years." Nina said. Pana only looked more dejected.
"Yeah... On different planets... Where I'll probably get alcohol poisoning."
I couldn't help myself- I laughed at that. So did Nina, and even Greg cracked a smile.
"And you laugh at my pain." Pana sighed, quickly downing her drink.
"We're not laughing at you, Pan, we're laughing with you... On the inside." Nina quickly adjusted her sentence, smiling widely. Pana glared slightly.
"On the inside I'm crying. Horribly. Sobbing, even."
I shook my head when out of the corner of my eye I noticed the Vulcan from the park, glancing over to our table.
"... I think I'm going to get Pana another drink." I murmured, sliding out of my seat and heading over for the bar, where the Vulcan was. She watched me walk over, waiting until I had Pana's drink order in to speak.
"I couldn't help but over hear from your table that you are on a ship. May I inquire as to what kind?" she asked. I looked over to her, raising an eyebrow.
"Star ship. USS Enterprise." I murmured. She rose both her eyebrows at that.
"Quite a coincidence. I am on that ship myself."
I knew there was a reason she was in California.
"Really? What position?" I asked. Pana's drink had come, but I was more interested in the Vulcan by now.
"I am a science officer."
"Ship counselor." I replied with my own position as she nodded.
"That is highly interesting. Perhaps I will be seeing you on board then."
"Perhaps." I replied, smirking as one of her eyebrows rose even higher. I grabbed Pana's drink and headed back to the table where Pana was staring at me. "... What?" I asked.
"I can't believe... That on the night when I'm feeling like shit... You'd try to pick up a Vulcan." she said. I stared back momentarily before I cracked up, bending over the table in an attempt to stop laughing so loudly.
I was laughing mostly because Pana thought I, of all people, could seduce a Vulcan. I was smart, definitely, but... Not that smart.
… So... Not sure whether or not I want to make this a slash story between Alexys and the Vulcan, or keep it straight... Thoughts?