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It was the middle of the night and Eleven was balls deep in a situation she absolutely shouldn’t be in, usually uneven odds were definitely something she found entertaining, exhilarating and stimulating.
However she knew she was actually in trouble for a change and needed a
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@MoodyMusiker > particularly fussed about physical comfort.
“It is entirely up to you, if you do not wish for me to share your bed. Point me in the direction in which you wish me to rest.” the blonde offered a friendly smile to her friend, anything she could do for
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@MoodyMusiker > “Plus, I’m no fun. I’ve heard about your… very active life. And I don’t do that. At all. The only times I have participated in such activities were not by choice. So you will probably find your needs will not be met entirely.” Eleven internally groaned at her use of the
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@MoodyMusiker > vast amount of knowledge on the Admiral, her life… her struggles… have been just as difficult as ours. However, her love and support does not waver, especially when it comes to you and Seven.”
@MoodyMusiker > understood how she felt, truly. Fitting in when you are an outcast, different to everyone around you was hard and required a large amount of effort.
“Seven isn’t exactly free of demons herself you know, neither is the remarkable Admiral Janeway. I have a
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@MoodyMusiker > behaviour. She tightened the embrace just a little as she relaxed her neck, letting her head rest on the pillow behind Raffi’s.
“You are an impressive specimen Raff, I highly doubt you will ever disappoint either of them.”
@MoodyMusiker “I understand, well to a certain extent.” Eleven scooted in behind the commander, wrapping her arm around her waist.
“I hope this form of affection is suitable and meets your needs.” Eleven was not exactly familiar with this sort of… human
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@MoodyMusiker > in front of her.
“You do look like you could use a cuddle.” she replied, making her way over to the other woman. Raffi wasn’t not one for physical contact either, which was part of the reason Eleven was also obliging. It was a big thing for Raffi
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@MoodyMusiker < than adequate.
“So, since you’re not going to inform me of the circumstances that led you to getting absolutely shitfaced. Tell me about your new role in starfleet, you must be happy about that at least. Being promoted to Commander. That’s not bad Raff.”
@MoodyMusiker “Deal.” Eleven nodded, following the commander to her quarters.
“You’ve redecorated I see.” the blonde said, observing Raffi’s room.
“Looks good.” she nodded, taking a seat on the armchair opposite the couch. Raffi’s personal ship was not a large vessel, but it was more
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@MoodyMusiker > “Spend a little time with me? Maybe I can assist you, maybe I can not. Surely the company would help. You do not do so well on your own, drunk.”
@MoodyMusiker > find your company to be more than adequate. I am aware that it is mostly my fault as I am busy pretending I don’t exist because I haven’t had the balls to introduce myself to my sister… yes, I know. I am a coward.” she let out a small sigh.
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