Make-Up Sex Would Be Better

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 2:15am by Fleet Captain Torilla Yamaguchi

Mission: Mission 16: Hoist the Colours
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0315Hrs - December 12th, 2390

Still in her boxers and tank top, Zara waited patiently for Jacen to arrive. True, this was Torilla's quarters, but Zara could not leave her friend. Not with two violent wake-ups from Torilla's dreams. That's why she invited him.

Truth be told, Tane had no idea what to expect. But she did knew Jacen would be angry with her. She stole a prisoner from his brig and took the woman to her quarters. And that was after the fact she nulled his insistence on putting her Deck Boss in house arrest.

This whole situation was fucked up. And what made it all the worse was that she could not entirely fuck him to make it right. She had to sit and take what ever dressing down she had coming to her

To say that Jacen was angry was an understatement.

He had his authority undermined by Zara right in front of his people, she had broken out the chief and only suspect in the murder of a man who by all accounts had about all the worth of a bowl full of horse diarrhea. Even with that being a known fact, that didn't change the fact that he had been murdered by Torilla, with the statement of several witnesses to corroborate that fact.

He was ready to go nova and just say fuck every thing with a fucking tetryon launcher and let God sort them out. Not to mention that he had this hot mess to deal with on top of the Phoenix investigation, which he was having to fight elements off the ship to not have Phoenix hauled off in irons.

He pressed the chime button on the XO's door, pushing his jacket back as he placed his hands on his hips as he waited, deciding already that he'd have to give the day shift to Sheridan and he'd pick up the later one.

Zara quietly walked to the door and opened it up, though she held a finger to her lips and pointed toward the bedroom door.

"She's sleeping," Zara spoke quietly, well aware she was in her underwear. But then again, it was Jacen who was visiting.

Jacen walked past Zara and looked in on the sleeping woman, just to make sure that Torilla was indeed sleeping in her own bed instead of the brig space. He then turned back to Zara and pinned her in place with his hard stare, grabbing her elbow as he pulled her towards the kitchenette area. While a part of him had noticed she was dressed in little more than her underwear, his mind was far from anything sexual.

"What the fuck did you think you are doing?" he asked, working hard to maintain his calm to keep from waking the slumbering fugitive.

"The right thing," Zara answered severely and jerked her arm hard to try and dislodge him. She was tired, stressed, and not about to back down from her convictions. "I never meant to make you look bad, but you can't just brig these boneheads because brigging them isn't always the number one method to handling them."

Suddenly there was a loud hissing sound as one of the cats suddenly got angry before a second meowing sound could be heard, loud and angry as well.

Pufftail stretched his paws as he growled towards the two unknown's who were arguing with each other as Silversides blinked her eyes open as she woke up with a loud meow.

Jacen let Zara pull away from his grasp and threw his hands up before turning, placing his hands on his hips. Mentally he counted to ten before he made a move to face her again, ignoring the cats all together. "Zara right now, Torilla is technically a fugitive and so are you...the right thing you are doing here is not helping...it is hurting her case...do you think I am going to throw her under the bus? When I didn't throw Phoenix under it? But you undermined my authority in front of my people, I can't do my job of helping her if they won't listen to me."

He drew closer to her, his eyes hard shards of malachite as he looked into her eyes. "I have to spend half my time keeping the Lashmores in line and the other half is spent keeping the rest of this nut house from going kill crazy on one another...but you want to help her, then get the doctor to clear her for confinement to her quarters while I find a way out from under this for her."

The cats hissed ever so softly as they curled up together on the sofa but otherwise didn't protest any more. Suddenly there was a loud scream from the next room as something heavy crashed into the wall.

Zara immediately ran into the bedroom and ducked some random psionic pulse that almost tossed a boot into Tane's face. Then she jumped on the bed and hugged Torilla tightly, to let her know it was all right.

"Shhhh," Zara began. "It's just a dream."

Yamaguchi's eyes were open but she wasn't seeing as she was screaming loudly when she felt something or rather someone crash into her. "Uhh..." she suddenly found her voice. "Zara?" she asked softly. "Whats going on?"

"Another bad dream. You're safe," Zara consoled, petting Torilla's hair.

Torilla blinked as she calmed down. "Zara.." she panted as she closed her eyes. "I can't sleep..."

"You need to rest, if only for your babies. I can try to call Siaxx in for a sedative, but I don't think you'll fair well with it," Zara tried to console. "Just try to think about more positive thoughts."

Jacen came to the door to the bedroom and leaned his shoulder against the frame as he watched both women, listening while he folded his arms over his chest. "Try some chamomile tea with a drop of honey...it works wonders." Jacen offered as he remained at the door.

She turned and glared at him. Then she bit her tongue for she knew he was right. "Commander Saint just wanted to make sure you got home all right," Zara then added when she looked back to Torilla.

Torilla nodded her head jerkily. "Am I going back to the Brig?"

Jacen hesitated as he was confronted with the question directly by the very broken Torilla, so he looked down to hide his expression as he sighed and turned away, going to replicate the drink for Torilla and to give Zara a little time alone to help sooth the XO.

Torilla watched him in silence as she waited.

"No," Zara assured the other women, and rubbed Torilla's back.

Jacen returned a moment later with a cup of tea, stirring it with a spoon as he brought it over to Zara to give to Torilla. "Just make sure she sees Siaxx in the morning, I am going to need a psych eval if I am going to try and sell this..."

Zara kissed Torilla on teh forehead, like a worried mother as she passed Torilla the tea. "I need to finish talking to Jacen, but I"ll be in the next room if you need me."

Torilla accepted the tea. "Okay..." and with that she sat up as she quickly got comfortable before she started drinking the tea, it helped calm her shattered control and sooth her nerves. "Mm... this stuff is good..." she finished the tea as she slowly climbed out of bed.

She went over to her desk which she had in the bedroom as she sat down, wearing nothing more then a bra and a pair of panties as she decided she needed to reclaim some measure of control of her life.

Zara at last joined Jacen in the living room, and sat down between the cats. She was quiet, at first. Tired. As much as Jacen was, if not more.

"My goal was never to make you look stupid. Nor was it a matter of trust," Zara began quietly. "I just... I had to protect that woman."

"Might not have been your goal but it was what you accomplished and I am finding it pretty hard to believe it wasn't a matter of trust, you saw how I handled Phoenix, what makes you think that I would have treated my XO any differently?" he asked her pointedly but quietly as he stared at her, sighing as he rubbed his forehead.

"Or is it that you think that I would feed her to the fucking wolves? What purpose would that serve her? what purpose would that serve her daughter?"

"I wasn't thinking," Zara sighed. "I never meant to make you look bad. And I'm sorry. I truly am. I was just trying to protect her."

He wanted to pull his hair out with how much the tiny Trill woman frustrated him. But that same trait made him want to kiss her and fuck her hard, but he turned away from her as he clenched and unclenched his fist.

"I'm not use ta folks working in my rule book. And I'll talk to you first, next. But you must understand that Torilla would have done poorly in that cell," Zara pointed out with watery eyes.

"And there are ways of dealing with that legally, that don't make her a wanted woman or you an accomplice and accessory to manslaughter damn it." he said with a hard sigh as he turned to look at her, his stance rigid.

"I'm the god damn CO of this ship," Zara finally spoke with a sigh. "I can have someone under house arrest if I deem it. And I deemed she would not last long in that cell without losing her wits."

"But you never told my people or I that was what you were doing Captain." he said, emphasizing her title "You basically decided to play cowboy, ride in like John Wayne....cause you've got to be Queen Bitch around here and everyone else bows to your fucking whims."

He faced, a muscle along his jaw flexing with his anger "I take your orders, but I am responsible for the safety of this ship and investigating the crimes that happen aboard it!"

His voice raised as he growled in his anger and annoyance, reaching up for his commbadge and unsnapped the holstered phaser from his leg and shoved them into the Trill's chest as her hands grabbed hold before he took a step back. "Take my fucking job, since you won't let me do it."

With that he turned away from her and headed for the door.

The door to the bedroom as Torilla lifted her hand towards her front door which did not open at Jacen's approach. "Are you two quite done?" The larger woman asked, while wearing a pair of pants and her uniform undershirt now rather then the underwear she had been wearing earlier. "You want me in the brig eh?" Torilla added.

Zara, tears brimming in her eyes, decided to retreat into the bedroom to get her own clothes.

Jacen stood at the sealed door way, coming up short, he placed his hand on the metal as he took several deep breaths and counted to ten. "I want this done right, I want this so you don't lose your entire career over a shit skid, I don't want your kids or grand kids having to visit you in a Federation Penitentiary in New Zealand." he said as he turned to face his chief suspect as she stood in the doorway.

"I want you people to stop second guessing me because you've all be screwed over by other people." he said in a coldly calm and level tone as he stared the XO down, finally letting more of his real inner feelings out.

"I didn't endure weeks of torture and rape for this kind of treatment from my own people."

Torilla raised an eyebrow. "I am not second guessing you. I'm not even involved in this argument until you two made it so I could not sleep.." she responded quietly, now seeming more like her old self. "My career is already fucked... At this point it almost doesn't matter..."

"Bullshit it doesn't matter," he said still watching her and then looking down at the deck as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I have you for involuntary manslaughter Commander, I have witness statements from at least a half dozen of the medical staff not including the security recordings and the weapon discharge sensor readings, I have ballistics and other forensics." he paused to take a breath, trying to stay calm and not fuck off to somewhere else in the quarters as he looked back at Torilla.

"But you know what I have been doing? Busting my ass all god damn day to find the linchpin to this case, so all your defense has to do is tug that string and it all comes undone because you are a member of my crew and I don't screw over the people I am assigned with...you live and die by the people that have your back."

Torilla listened to him in silence, it was a reminder of her oath as a Starfleet officer, that sometimes that one survived by the skills and wits of others.

"You want to know why my file reads like a novel Torilla? you really want to know?" he asked stepping closer to her as their gazes locked.

She regarded him with a certain measure of curiosity. "I'll confess a certain curiosity about it.." Torilla admitted quietly.

"I was SFI before coming here, team lead of a Special Operations Unit...I ended up here because I was captured, tortured, raped and beaten...and all I gave them was my name."

"Are you looking for revenge?" Torilla inquired quietly.

Jacen paused.

He didn't have an answer for her and that troubled him, did he want revenge or didn't he? It was an easy enough question to answer but he knew that he didn't have answer any more.

"I...I don't know."

"Fair enough." Torilla answered quietly. "What do you need from me?" she inquired. "That entrance is fried... the other door still works.." she indicated the second exit further away.

"Just stay in your quarters, tomorrow there will be a guard posted outside your doors." he said while walking over to where his phaser and badge lay on the table, picking them up as he set them back on his uniform.

"Someone from security will be in contact with you as he walked towards the second exit.

"I'd like to be able to visit my daughter in sickbay....if thats permitted?" she commented.

"I'll see to it that accommodations are made," he said and paused at the door, his fingers drumming at the door frame...pausing because he wanted to go and apologize to Zara. He turned and headed out the door, not waiting to hear anything else from Torilla, feeling like a shit heel inside but wasn't how to fix things.

Torilla stood there, watching the man leave in silence. she could feel his emotions and the conflict that raged within him, it suddenly hit her that he saw her as a very serious threat to him.

Why was a mystery as Torilla gave it some thought, she turned her head as she regarded Tane as she indicated the bedroom. "I'm going to go back to bed....I'm sorry Zara.." and with that she slowly moved off as she stripped down to her underwear before climbing back into bed.