All the Lights in the Sky are Stars IC

[Zhaliora]

"No, this is easier to maintain then water, and it's healthier. But you Human's get drunk from too much. So like I said before, be careful with how much you drink." Samara turned back to the dinner as the heat was starting to pick up. "We have a electronic library with a lot of books in it. We have music and some movies, but they are all Asari in nature, so I don't know if you'd like them. There is also a sparing cage in the rear cargo hold that is reinforced to withstand our powers, but not guns."

Samara turned towards Regan; "Relax in the chair, if you should fall asleep, I'll wake you up when it's done." She turned back to the cooking at hand, leaving out any spices that have `odd effects´ on Humans. It would be very bad if Regan got into heat. It's enough that the drink will get her drunk if she drank too much of it. Samara sighed and glanced towards Regan. She was stuck together with the person whom she wanted to escape from. They might be stuck together for a very long time. Samara shook her head and focused on the cooking.

After a while, Samara was done and she walked over to the table and sat down two plates of food and a cup for herself before she sat in one of the chairs. "All right, lets eat. I hope that it will be to your satisfaction."

[CirusArvennicus]

"I see..." Regan looks at the honey-like drink. "Healthy -and- intoxicating... this may become very popular in bars. Gonna have to be careful with it..." She examines the bottle, holding it in both hands like a bottle of wine. She puts it down after a moment and takes a drink from her glass. "If I'm not going to have anything to do for a couple days, I suppose I may as well indulge." She grins softly to herself, licking her lips after her taste. "Mmm... delicious. What is this stuff, anyway? Like... what do you call it? How is it made?" Her tail curls into her lap and flops gently as she sips at her drink, slowly.

When Samara comes into the room with their dinner, Regan smiles. "Oh, good." Her stomach growls just as she's about to dig in. "A-aah~... haha. I guess I'm pretty hungry from fighting." She blushes slightly and goes to eat, obviously eager to put more food in her stomach. Hungry...

[Zhaliora]

"You Human's like your drinking don't you?" Samara said and shrugged at Regan's comment about bars. "It's called elasa and I don't know how it's made, I just know where to buy the best one." Samara picked up her tableware just in time for Regan's stomach to growl. Samara giggled and said; "Fighting takes it's toll on the body, so eat up. We can't have either of us collapsing now can we?" She slowly started eating her own portion. It was after she took the first bite that she realised just how hungry she was. She looked across the table at Regan before she started eating a little faster.

"I don't know what you want to do after we have finished eating, but I'll be in the library, reading some books. If you want anything, I'll be there." Samara finished eating not too long after she said that and walked into a nearby room after she had picked up a bottle of the drink and a glass. She sat down in a similar chair as the ones in the kitchen and picked up a tablet and started reading a book about cooking to avoid any, `incidents´, due to Regan being on the ship. Samara sighed and opened the bottle and poured herself a glass and she started to drink it slowly. "I wonder how it will all turn out. I hope that we can find a map soon" she blushed a little, remembering the incident in the closet. She shook her head "I don't want to spend more time on this ship then I need to."

[CirusArvennicus]

"Yes, fighting does take a toll..." Regan's finished eating pretty quickly, herself. She takes her time to finish her drink, taking time to think. Samara's a very attractive Asari, she must admit... but she doesn't seem like she'd be open to anything with a human. Hmph. Oh well. She takes a sip of her drink. They'll find a map, find a way to a populous area, and go their separate ways to inform their empires. They may already know about the incident, but they probably don't know what happened. Oh well. Another sip... and then she downs the rest. "I need to train..." It is more mumbled to herself than anything, and she knows where Samara went. The woman rises and moves purposefully to the training area the Asari had mentioned, grabbing her sheathed sword on the way.

She sheds the armor she had procured on the station, rolling her shoulders and flexing her muscles as she gets into stance. Once she gets into stance, she breathes deeply and goes through the movements of her martial art. She moves slowly and purposefully, realizing that the elasa would make any quick movements she made dangerous.

[Zhaliora]

Samara was deeply engrossed in her cooking book when she remembered Regan. "VI, show me a live video feed of the Human on the ship." "Right away" the VI responded and a picture appeared on her tablet. "Good, she is occupied with training and not drinking. VI, close live video feed." "Right away." The feed disappeared from her tablet and she chose a new book from the collection. This time it was a book about Asari history, namely her old home world's history. A small tear came to her eye which she wiped away quickly, and her anger about the Human's brutality returned.

Samara opened a directory on the tablet with pictures from that world, her home. She looked over the pictures and slowly switched between the pictures with her hand while her face constantly changed from happiness to sadness as she looked at the pictures. She froze one picture, the picture of her sister, her now dead sister. Samara walked over to a cabinet in the room and took out another bottle of drink. But this drink would make an Asari intoxicated. She opened the bottle and started drinking directly from the bottle. Today was the anniversary of the attack on her home world, and the death of her sister.

[CirusArvennicus]

Regan keeps at it for a while before she sighs softly, calling it for the day. She puts her sword on her hip and leaves the training room, heading to the library to find Samara.

The human enters the room, poking her head in at first before she enters fully. "Samara?" She pokes around before she finds the woman lounging, and reading. "Ah, there you are. Whatcha rea...ding..." Regan trails off as she spots what it is that she's reading, a soft frown curving her lips. "I see..." She frowns gently and sits nearby, picking up a tablet of her own and flipping through the titles available on the ship.

[Zhaliora]

Samara was getting somewhat drunk when Regan popped her head inside the room. She scowled at Regan when she sat down near her. Samara turned her back towards Regan as she raised the bottle to her mouth again and took a big mouthful of the drink. She turned her gaze one again to the tablet and the picture of her sister. She soon looked at the pictures detailing the destruction of of her home, and the last moments of her sister, and the video she sent to Samara.

It was not long before Samara turned her drunken gaze towards Regan and raised a hand towards her. A light shimmer started forming around her arm before a shock of force pushed Regan out of her chair. Samara got up from her chair unsteadily and stumbled closer to Regan. "It is due to your barbaric race that my sister and home is all gone." She picked up Regan in her force field and lifted her into the air. "I hate the talks, the Human's, and the last straw came when your empire refused to cooperate in the terraforming of lost worlds. You should all burn!" she said and threw Regan into a corner in the room. On her way there, Samara tripped and fell head first into the floor, knocking her out and leaving her lying on the floor, ending her drunken rage.

[CirusArvennicus]

"Whoa!" Regan falls from her chair with the force, rolling to her feet, ready to subdue the Asari. No chance, though, as she's lifted into the air. "There's reason to- nngh!" She's thrown away, absorbing most of the shock by flipping in the air and landing with her legs. "Kkkkk! That hurt..." She groans, rubbing her legs, sore from the sudden strain. She looks up to see Samara knocked out cold and sighs. "That was fast..." She rises to her feet, folding her arms with a frown on her face. "If she doesn't wanna talk, then why's she a diplomat? Dumbass..." She walks over to the Asari, picks her up, slaps her once, and then throws her over her shoulder.

She carries the Asari to her room... on the way, though, she pours herself another glass of that... elasa, yeah, that's it. She drinks it on the way to the Asari's room, dumping the girl unceremoniously onto her bed before falling back into a chair in the room. "Bfuh... It's not like I had anything to do with that, anyway. 'n we just don't wanna piss people off... tension is... too high to..." She yawns, drink. "People'd be pissed..." Sleep.

[Zhaliora]

Samara dreamt, about her home, about her sister, about everything she had lost that day so long ago. She was with her family in their house, she was playing with her younger sister in her room. Samara had just brought a new gadget for her, a full virtual interface to play games on. It could also be used for reading books and watch films. Her sister had been so happy when she had gotten it, barely waiting a minute before she tried it on. Samara looked at her sister with a smile on her face as she played with the device.

Samara awoke in her bed after a while. She sat up and looked around. "Where-? How-?" she asked into the air absent-mindedly. She took one last good look around and saw Regan sleeping in a chair in the room. "So she carried me in here after I passed out" she said and sighed. "How unsightly of me, losing my temper like that" she rubbed her forehead and got up from the bed and walked over to where Regan was sleeping. "I know that she had nothing to do with it......but still." Samara looked at Regan's sleeping face before she nodded to herself and raised her hands and the light shimmering started appearing again. She slowly lifted Regan in a force-field and gently placed her in the bed on one side. Samara walked over to the bed and removed her dress before she lied down in the bed as far away from Regan as she could and pulled the cover over them. "Good night, Regan" she said and yawned and she soon fell asleep in the bed.

[CirusArvennicus]

During the night, Regan would slowly, slowly creep over until she's snuggled up against Samara, her face nestled snugly into the Asari's bosom. She clings close, her legs wrapping around one of Samara's and her arms sliding around her waist. "Mmm~..." She nuzzles gently as she gets comfortable before she drifts off to sleep. Samara would wake with Regan in this position. That big, fluffy tail of hers wraps around Samara's other leg, and one hand finds its way to the Asari's rump. If Samara were to listen closely, she could swear the woman was... purring?