Kaile Vera
Whiskey Girl
[member="Asmus Janes"]
“Damnit.”
That made Kaile drop her datapad into her lap and throw herself back. The bed gave a slight bounce as the woman lay on her back, hair strewn in an artful display across her pillow.
“Uggghh!” her groan echoed in her cabin, muffled by the rub of her hands over her face. Now someone else knew. At least, were able to connect the navpoints to Asmus’ tale and Kaile. It didn’t help that the quarrel with Lucy had been so public. Odds were the crew would spread the tale like wildfire, and more often than not, question if there had been validity in Janes’ tale.
“Damnit Kaile…” the curse went ripping from her lips. Now what were they going to do? But that wasn’t really the issue was it?
No, what really was at the root of her feeling on edge is that Asmus was reinforcing what he felt for her. That he cared for her, still, after all these years. Why would he do that?
Why?
Time is said to fade memories and made things easier, so why didn’t he simply forget her?
The same voice that had so desperately wanted to see Asmus simply said,’Pot to the kettle, Kaile girl’.
I have never been able to forget him.
“Damnit.”
That made Kaile drop her datapad into her lap and throw herself back. The bed gave a slight bounce as the woman lay on her back, hair strewn in an artful display across her pillow.
“Uggghh!” her groan echoed in her cabin, muffled by the rub of her hands over her face. Now someone else knew. At least, were able to connect the navpoints to Asmus’ tale and Kaile. It didn’t help that the quarrel with Lucy had been so public. Odds were the crew would spread the tale like wildfire, and more often than not, question if there had been validity in Janes’ tale.
“Damnit Kaile…” the curse went ripping from her lips. Now what were they going to do? But that wasn’t really the issue was it?
No, what really was at the root of her feeling on edge is that Asmus was reinforcing what he felt for her. That he cared for her, still, after all these years. Why would he do that?
Why?
Time is said to fade memories and made things easier, so why didn’t he simply forget her?
The same voice that had so desperately wanted to see Asmus simply said,’Pot to the kettle, Kaile girl’.
I have never been able to forget him.