Like Nothing Has Changed

Posted on Wed Oct 17th, 2018 @ 12:47pm by Chloe de la Vega
Edited on on Wed Oct 17th, 2018 @ 9:03pm

480 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Episode 5 - It Would Be Their Pleasure
Location: After 11, Deck 11, USS Pioneer
Timeline: MD001 0500 hrs

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Her head was pounding and she woke up in the dark, not for the first time don't get her wrong but she struggled to know where she was. Reaching high to get a grip of something to remove her from the cold floor she grabbed a handle... not a good idea.

The contents of a pot landed on top of her, she was now Noodle de la Vega.

"Computer... lights, low light. Don't blind me again." she openly said as she realised she was on her kitchen floor behind the bar.

"Noodles?" she asked herself slowly picking them off half in disgust and half thinking she could just eat them now and who would know. "Oh God I never left the bar last night... again."

As she rose to her feet she lost her footing a little bit as her head began to spin. "Ale... Romulan Ale, and *Burp* Bloodwine." she said closing her eyes tightly.

"Well at least you didn't sleep with anyone this time." Chloe joked a little to herself as she moved out the front of the bar.

As she reached the front she heard a moan, a male moan and a man lay on the ground with a torn shirt, lip sticked neck and some rather rough nibble and scratch marks. Upon closer inspection it was Chloe's lipstick.

"Frack!" she yelled kicking the bar pitifully.

The man began to move once more and Chloe would not be found out again, not with this man as he wore the wedding ring around his neck. She began to drag him by his feet, his head dragging behind him and the occasional clunck heard as she purposely walked past bar stools and down a step or two.

"Why are you so heavy?" she asked the unconsious man behind her. "Seriously... I'm hungover and sore, covered in noodles and you're a muscle bound man freak who cheats on his wife. Bet you're wearing womens underwear too." She added almost tempted to look but thought against it.

The doors of After 11 opened and she dumped him outside, an officer walked by and slowed, making a face as she looked at the situation.

"We had a noodle fight?" she said shrugging her shoulders as the women made a different more disbelievable face. "Look, away judge me somewhere else prude." she finished turning back to the doors. "Feel free to drag this neanderthol somewhere useful like the garbage recycling room."

The doors behind her shut.

She backed up on them, leaning on them and put her head back closing her eyes. 'Nice Chloe... this one's gonna get around. Hopefully He-man forgets..."

"By the Power of Greyskull let us hope." she smirked and began the clean up of her kitchen.

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Chloe De La Vega
Owner/Bartender "After 11", USS Pioneer

 

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