Conflict in the Stars

[Mistress of Whispers]

Teela sputtered indignantly - she DID keep her word when it mattered. Really, what big deal was it that she forgot the cargo?? Several retorts sprang to mind, but the more rational part of her mind warned her that uttering them might be detrimental to their friendship.

 

"I'm going to go now," she informed Keith with white-hot anger in her voice, "before I say something I'll regret."

[Narath]

Oh no, Teela was not going to leave him in charge of the bridge for an even longer period of time. Before she could say otherwise, Keith stormed past Teela and out the door. His shoulder hit Teela as he walked by, but he was too angry to care or to apologise. Keith knew what he was angry about was something small and normally insignificant, but she'd done it so many times that all his anger and frustration that had built up just exploded.

[Mistress of Whispers]

Watching Keith go, Teela inhaled deeply. Well, that went badly. Perhaps a change of scenery would help?

 

Brave as she usually was, Teela had never been one to tackle her personal problems, instead opting to 'leave it be and move on'. So getting the Slip to a new location and hoping that Keith would cool down once they were away from 'gallivanting men', seemed perfectly reasonable to her. And luckily for her, the engine room had been ready to go ever since they had returned with Skip.

 

"This is the Captain," she said. "We'll be leaving for XT030." XT030 was a single-star system with a very small, dim star. It was perfect for hiding to see if anyone had followed you and was one of Teela's favourite in-between stops to see if there might be trouble.

 

The Slip slowly hummed to life as systems powered up and the small ship got ready to leave.

 

 

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Skip felt the familiar thrum of engines underneath his feet and, even without Teela's earlier announcement, knew they were leaving Sarenthal. Sitting at his desk, Skip sighed with all the heavy-heartedness of a six year old. He should have been learning how to get around and hide on a space station, and how to handle take-off. But instead, he was confined to his room. He sighed again.

 

Like Teela, Skip was not one to apologize verbally. But he did realize that he should have been more careful and that Keith and Teela had gone through great trouble to get him. So instead of a verbal apology, he had something else. Holding the paper, all done now, in front of him, Skip squinted at it appraisingly.

[Mistress of Whispers]

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