Wait... We Did What?!

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 8:21pm by Commander Moni Nasao PhD & Lieutenant Commander Elizabeth Yamaguchi-Solusar & Lieutenant Commander Kameron "Foehammer" Solusar-Yamaguchi

Mission: Mission 26: Points of Divergence
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0730Hrs - February 7th, 2391

There was a massive pain in her right shoulder and upper arm. Why? Tane did not know. What she knew for sure, was that her head felt like it weighed ten pounds, and her breasts...

"Fuck," Zara grimaced. For when she looked down, her breasts were encased in coconut shells. And to add to the embarrassment, she was atop Jacen, in her bed.

"Oh... fuck me," Zara groaned, and held her head when she spoke a little too loudly.

"Nnnnn....yep, that did happen...yeah," Jacen said as he stirred a little underneath the tiny Trill woman. He grimaced as he moved his right arm as the sensation of pain flared anew through his frazzled nerves through his arm, shoulder, and chest. He looked up at Zara and slowly moved to rest his hands on her bare hips, noticing that they were both pretty much naked.

Zara was wearing the coconut bra and he had the Trill covering him...definitely not a bad way to wake up all in all after the kind of bender he was sure that the pair of them had gone on.

"You got a tattoo on your shoulder..."

"You got one... all over your chest," Zara groaned with the massive migraine hangover she was experiencing.

"Just means it was a good night I suppose," he replied as quietly as he could while still being able to be heard, but not so loud as aggravating both of their migraine stricken heads. He groaned while moving his right arm, feeling the stiffness of the muscles that reminded him of deep muscle trauma or having worked out hard. He rested his hand instinctively on her hips and began to gently massage her soft and inviting flesh.

"Ya know..." Zara spoke barely above a whisper. "We keep doing stupid stuff when we drink. Kinda fun."

"You aren't wrong," he replied quietly and kissed the woman's neck and shoulder as his fingers started to trace their way along the delicate line of her spots. "Want to stay in and do some more stupid stuff?"

"Mmmm..." Zara debated on it. She truly wanted to, but her arm was killing her. "I think it best to go down for breakfast in the captain's mess and then try to find someone who tell me why I inked myself. You can come if you want to."

"It is too early for breakfast," he complained playfully to her and slowly wrapped both arms around her waist as a relatively normal moment settled between the pair and they weren't at each others throats about something.

"We could order in you know."

"We could...." Zara smiled, and yet grimaced with the feeling that her arm did not like being used much. "But aren't you the least bit curious to why we got inked?"

"Mmmm...damn you woman, you know I can't stand a mystery." he replied with a smirk and turned his attention to his tattoo. "Damn...I definitely went all out didn't I?" he asked as he saw that it covers his pectoral and ran up over his shoulder and down his upper arm to his elbow.

"Mine is almost identical," Zara agreed. "Not like the craziness you have, but the details are very alike. Very tribal."

"I remember getting them...but it is kind of vague, some kind of conversation or something before we ran off drinking more, a whole bunch of cussing and more drinking..." he trailed off while looking up at her and chuckled a little.

"Though I kind of remember you riding me like you were trying to get out of dodge."

"We have to find out what watering hole we went to so we can do that again," Zara laughed, then kissed Jacen very endearingly once more. "Mess Hall would be the best place to seek anyone that saw us acting like fools."

"Fair enough," he murmured against her lips, nipping at her lower lip as he smiled. "Though that also requires putting clothes on you know and you don't seem very incentivized towards getting dressed."

"Oh I am not walking around in these uncomfortable things. I'm showering and getting dressed into something more comfy," Zara laughed, but moaned when that hurt her head.

"You want some company then...might need a hand taking those things off you know."

"Fair enough," Zara nodded. "Come on."

An hour or so later, they were freshly cleaned, less hungover, and walking side by side into the mess hall. Zara rubbed her sore right arm and tried to act normal. But she could tell something was off. Many people were snickering at them.

"Yeah...." Zara laughed as she turned to Jacen. "We did something stupid last night."

"Oh yeah?" Jacen asked as he leaned in close to Zara while chuckling a little himself as he pointed towards the wall that showed several holo captures of Jacen and Zara dress in traditional Maori clothing or them lying beside each other getting the tattoos they now sported.

"What was your first clue, darling?" he asked and couldn't help but give the tiny Trill woman a kiss on the cheek.

Tane facepalmed. "We need to make a note to stop drinking to Romulan stuff."

"You sure...I think you look kind of cute in the dress and the feathered headdress and face paint." Jacen teased as he stood beside the woman and seemed to be admiring her in the various shots, especially the one were it looked like they were caught in mid-coitus as he pressed her against the wall.

"Though it looks like you get a little more of an...exhibitionist streak going with the stuff."

"I believe that one to the right is of you running through a parlor without your pants and a flaming stick," Zara cleared her throat and laughed when she watched it replay a few times.

Jacen laughed with her and gave a shrug "What can I say...I have no shame apparently."

"May as well get something to eat and find someone that actually saw our stupidity," Zara winked.

Meanwhile Ensign Elizabeth Yamaguchi was wearing her uniform pants and boots but she was wearing a spaghetti tank top which displayed her various tattoos which went from her neck, down over her back and front, also they covered her arms. She was smiling at her dining companion as he was explaining something. "Nothing wrong with going Tribal.... I like it myself... Oh look its the skipper and her beau." Kameron was commenting with a soft chuckle.

Elizabeth chuckled. "I wonder if she still has the outfit. I know I do..."

"Yeah... it looks great on you too... " Kameron chuckled softly. "Especially the feathers around the skirt....." he added. "I think the pain is going away... slowly."

Elizabeth smiled. "You and I got another two operations before we get the full set of tattoos that we both wanted." she looked up at the small Trill woman. "Oh hey Captain.... Feeling alright?"

"Hungover," Tane groaned as she led Jacen to their table and started to dig in on her eggs. "You two get drunk and inked too?"

"We got inked.... but no drinking was required.." Kameron commented with a smile. "It was... fun..."

Elizabeth regarded Zara's tattoos. "Are they bothering you?" as she regarded Zara.

"They hurt like a bitch, yes." Zara winced. "I try not to move the arm much. No idea how Jacen here managed getting his shirt on, with half his chest covered."

Kameron smiled as he finished his food on his plate. "Well guys... love to stay and chat... but I gotta run."

Elizabeth smiled enigmatically as she likewise finished her food. "Well... tell you what.. when you're finished.. come on down to sickbay and I'll heal you up."

"I probably will," Zara agree as she looked at Jacen. "So just how idiotic were we last night?"

Elizabeth smiled at that comment. "Well... at least..." she paused as she looked at her wristwatch. "Oh crap.. gotta run."

Kameron smiled at that comment as he likewise rose to his feet. "So do I.." he paused. "Sorry skip." and with that he followed Elizabeth who was busy retreating out of the lounge at a good pace.

Zara looked to Jacen as she skin paled. "Something tells me they know more than what they want to tell."

Elizabeth and Kam got out the door. "You are cruel Beth.." Kam remarked.

"Oh hell yes... but it'll be worth it.... come on... we're off to sickbay... get these tended to.."

Meanwhile back inside the lounge, Garry Smithson smiled as he regarded the tattoos as well as the word going around the ship. "Now that's just impressive." he commented

Suddenly the com system beeped. "Bridge to the Captain.." came the voice of Moni Nasao. "Sir... you're mother is calling... she's being quite demanding and is asking for you...."

"Oh fuck," Zara cringed and excused herself to the barman's office. She ignored the snickers of the people around her along the way.

Five minutes later, the entire bar would hear Zara explain, "Wait... We did what?!"