Meeting Your Heroes, Part 4 (backpost)

Posted on Wed Mar 27th, 2024 @ 3:58am by Lieutenant JG Jane Sinclair & Lieutenant Alisha Reno
Edited on on Fri Mar 29th, 2024 @ 8:41pm

1,556 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Junichi Koyama
Location: USS Akina
Timeline: After “Alert Statuses”, before “The Call Before the Storm”; before leaving Beta Antares

Previously on USS Myogi:

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If she'd been the type to faint, Anise Halaat would have, because her head was swimming wildly. She had no idea what to do, what to say, whether to scream, cry, thank every deity from every corner of the galaxy for what was happening. An hour or two before, she'd been compiling data without any idea that her heroine was on board and now...

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And now, the continuation



The hour was late and Jane lay exhausted, dehydrated, sweaty in a bed that was not her own, being stared at by multiple versions of herself. She giggled at the idea of it as she rested her head on Anise's shoulder, watching the rise and fall of tonight's lover's bountiful bosom.

The giggle stirred the girl next to her from what was a very light snooze and an eye opened that looked down on the older woman with a giggle of her own, "You know... And this is going to sound horrible, this was nothing like the holofantasy that was going around..." Anise placed a kiss on the crown of Jane's head. It was like she was a completely different person at the moment, not the timid girl that had essentially squeaked at the sight of Jane Sinclair.

"Ah, you tried that one, did you?" Jane teased. "I knew there was one in circulation. Not authorized, mind you, but I didn't care. Think of it this way." She rolled over so she was fully on top of Anise and looked up at her in the eye. "A bunch of people got a shoddy knock-off. You got the authentic Jane Sinclair." She gave Anise gentle kisses just below her collarbone.

"I've gotten both and I'm never gonna forget one of them." The Trill promised, squirming slightly as she caressed Jane's back and further down, one hand moving to move the vibrating toy that had rolled up next to her leg, it being well used in the last few hours, "And I'm completely blown away among other things, but I gotta ask why? Why me? Aside from being a fan and all."

Jane thought about it for a moment. It was a legitimately good question. It wasn’t that she was horny and Anise was a convenient yes. Well, she was horny and Anise was a very likely yes, but that wasn’t the real story.

“I will be honest, I have been feeling restless and needy lately. But it’s more than that. Anise, you made me feel special and wanted in a specific way I’ve not felt in years. It isn’t the same way Alexis makes me feel, but it was still something I really missed. Thank you.”

"You're welcome, but I should be the one thanking you." Anise said quietly, "I'm a nobody on a starship that just happened to be in the right place at the right time. I'm going to treasure these memories... All of them." She craned her neck down to kiss Jane on the cheek again, then eyed the signature on her chest, which was smeared with sweat and friction, then sighed, "And I didn't even get a picture of your autograph."

“I can sign them again,” Jane said. “And a few other things. Some of the posters, or if there’s some pieces of memorabilia you’d like signed. Tell you what.” Jane rolled off of Anise and sat up. “I’ll get the marker and start signing posters. You wipe off the smeared ink, grab a bra, and get your camera ready.”

Anise reluctantly sidled over to the edge of the bed and swung her legs over the side before getting to her feet. Her mouth felt dry and her first stop was to the replicator where she punched the request for two bottles of water, "Jane?" She said questioningly, tossing one of them over towards the woman who had just let her... Cut loose. She flashed a smile before disappearing into the bathroom.

As the Trill looked into the mirror, she almost didn't recognize herself. "I'm a mess..." She whispered to herself, grabbing a washcloth and getting to work with cleaning herself up a bit, scrubbing at the marker on her chest to get it off. "Oh my God... Did that actually happen?" She spoke very quietly as she did, "I can't believe it." Finally after a few minutes she nodded at herself before exiting the bathroom and retrieving her bra from where it had been discarded in front of the mirror and putting it on with a sigh. Then she moved over to the holocamera and stopped dead.

Her eyes opened wide as she saw something that absolutely horrified her. There was no chance that Jane would believe it hadn't been intentional, but... As she picked it up and turned off the recording for certain, she wondered what she should do. "Nonononononono." She whispered very quietly to herself and turned around, making her decision. The truth had served her well so far, keep going with it. "Jane? We have a problem." She held the holocamera out to her, "I thought I'd- I really did, I didn't mean to-" Her words kept stumbling out and she closed her eyes to compose herself, "I apparently didn't turn off the recording." She finally got it out, "I thought I did, I swear it, I didn't mean to leave it on."

Jane went to examine the situation closely. She had indeed seen Anise go to the camera and turn it off. Could she have faked it?

On the one hand, the footage would be a valuable as latinum. Anise could sell to the tabloids or just keep for her own repeated viewing pleasure. As it was taken with a holo camera, she might even re-create it in the holodeck to re-live the experience again and again and again.

But...she also looked so sincere and apologetic and flustered. She was stumbling over words, struggling to compose herself, probably on the verge of tears.

This had been a bad mistake, but a mistake nonetheless.

"I believe you," Jane said, firmly and clearly. "I really do." She touched Anise's chin and guided it up so their eyes met, and she gave Anise a smile. "It was a mistake." She kissed Anise on the cheek.

"Oh thank god... I'm reallyreallysorryIdidn'tmeanto." Anise blurted out before settling herself again, "I'd never, I mean, if I'd known it were on, I COULDN'T..." She trailed off again.

"But you understand that I'm going to need to take this memory card when I leave, right?" Jane said. "I trust you, but this is too important. I'm going to send you any pictures and videos that I'm okay with you having, like the interview, but then I'll destroy the chip."

"Of course." Anise again held the camera out to Jane, "I know you trust me, but I know some people would try to palm the memory card and I'm not that type of girl, but I want you to feel safe here, too." Her face was earnest, "So you should take it out of the camera so you know you have the right one and, and, and, if you'd rather just take the whole camera, you can do that too."

Jane examined the camera closely. No local storage drive. Wireless transfer to computer storage but it was clearly off. “The memory card should be fine. But first!” Jane signed her name across Anise’s boobs again and took a picture. “I’ll be sure to send you that one. Before the Myogi leaves.”

She took a moment to scrub through the video that had been accidentally recorded. The mini interview was good. That part could be kept. The rest of it…wow, it was good too —damn good — but it would need to go. Still, Jane scrolled through it and blushed. “You seemed to like this part,” she said, showing Anise the screen, the ecstasy that Anise had been in very evident by her expression, though from Jane’s position in the video, she wouldn’t have been able to see Anise’s face.

If Jane had blushed, Anise had gone a deep crimson that even went down to her chest, taking it pink as well, "I um... It wasn't my um... First time with someone doing that, but I um.. Yes, I really did like that. I've never had someone that made me, well... Not THAT many times at least."

“If there’s one thing I am, it’s thorough,” Jane said with a sly grin, moving her hand behind Anise’s back to restore the Trill’s previous state of undress.

"And still a bit of a mess." Anise remarked as she noted that the pilot's hair was still caked with some sweat and her skin was a bit rough to the touch. She let her arms fall through the armholes of bra and to the ground once more, "Perhaps we should get you into the shower? I know of a few things that can be done in there."

"My, you're more assertive now," Jane said with a giggle. "Lead the way."

"If there's one thing I do, it's learn pretty quick." Anise gave a giggle of her own and took Jane's hand again. It was a long shower.

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(To be concluded)

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