Capernum: Drunken Sailor

Posted on Wed Aug 13th, 2025 @ 4:37pm by Captain Taavis {SF/Meji Intel} {Meji} & Lieutenant JG Jynxza Dahl {Meji} {AKA: Toots}

Mission: Stellar Problems
Location: various
Timeline: Current

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Jynxza Dahl sat at the bar in the ship's lounge. She had had enough of M-69 for now and, after spending hours in the X-wing simulator, she felt like a quiet lounge. With a good portion of the crew over on shore leave the lounge was at minimum capacity. Even though her stool had a high back to lean back into, Jynx was leaning forward, more on her left arm than her right which was being used to pick up her glass for sips of whiskey on the rocks. Instead of refilling the glass numerous times, and with such a slow crowd, the bartender had left the bottle in front of her to pour herself another, an ice bucket next to that. Half the bottle was already gone, that was how long she had been sitting here sipping. Of course, the first two pours went down fairly quickly as she only had a tumbler. But, hey, she was off duty, right?

~Are you going to drink the whole bottle tonight?~

Hearing that unknown voice, Jynxza looked back over her right shoulder. No one was there. She sat up thinking they were playing switch at which shoulder they were behind to try and hide from her, so she quickly looked over her left shoulder. Again, no one. Hell with this, she though, using her foot to spin the stool around. Nothing but air behind her, and the closest table with crew at it was a few meters away. No way they had time to muck with her and then run back and act casual. Figuring she was more tipsy than she thought, Jynx spun to face the bar again and went back to the left side lean.

The main door opened and in walked Taavis. In her left arm she cradled a bottle of blue liquid. Clear blue, not the bright almost neon blue of Romulan ale. Must be Kali-fal, Jynxza thought. Her eyes met the Captain's and she did a head wave to motion her over.

Seeing the invitation, Taavis walked over casually and sat next to her Helm Chief. "Thanks for the invite. Not many want to sit and drink with their captain. Like they'll commit some wrong I'll bust them for."

"You're just a captain," Dahl responded casually. "No need to twist up the anxiety."

"True," Taavis said, grinning. She stood on the foot rest of the stool, the bartender nowhere to be seen, and grabbed a tumbler from behind the bar. Setting the glass down on a napkin she uncorked the bottle of Kali-fal and let it breath while she adjusted her sitting position to lean back better. "Kali-fal, Jynx?"

Jynxza sat up and leaned back even as she downed her whiskey, the ice having melted long ago.

~Classy~ That voice again, this time sounding sarcastic.

Jynx sat up straight and looked around, which got Taavis's attention as she too began to look around. "Did you hear that?" Dahl asked.

"Hear what," asked Taavis, totally confused now. "What? What did you hear?"

"A voice. A tone that you can't tell if it's a guy or a gal." After a few more glances around the lounge, Jynxza calmed down and sat back again. "I really need some Kali-fal now. This is just weird."

Taavis, her Meji mind finally kicking in, began to run Sense over Jynxza as she sat and poured and they began to chat. Jynxza seemed well-versed in kali-fal, she raised it to just beneath the nose and inhaled slowly, feeling the burn in her lungs and throat as Taavis was doing. "Family vintage," said Taavis. "It opens the sinuses long before the first sip."

Jynxza took the first sip, having had kali-fal before. But, she was right, this was a particularly powerful vintage. A Romulan version of whiskey mixed with brandy. Dahl breathed out after the burn all the way down and gave a slight cough. "Been-a-while."

Taavis gave a cynical shrug and downed her first glass. Her face did show that she felt a burning too, but her physiology allowed her a better defense against the effects. "Superb."

"That's one word for it," Jynx quipped with a giggle. Yeah, she was feeling the booze.

The two women sat and drank another glass of kali-fal while talking, sipping it this time. The bartender came out and Taavis asked her to put her bottle behind the bar as she noticed that Jynx was teetering in her stool. "I have an officer who needs a chaperon. Thanks." Getting up, Taavis aided the wobbly Lieutenant to her feet and had her lean on her, an arm over her shoulders. "Come on, toots. Bed time."

"Toots?" Jynxza giggled as she tried to focus on the Captain's face with little success. She could see it, it just kept tilting this way and that. "Oh boy, I'm drunk."

"Ya think?" Taavis asked, giggling in return. "Come on, let's go. Remember to use your feet, Jynx."

"My feet? Yeah, you bet." The Trill could feel her legs about to buckle at the knees.

Taavis sighed, hearing and feeling that her patient was about to go down. Before that could happen she bent at the waist and pulled Jynx over her shoulders in a fireman's carry, with the damn woman cackling the whole time. The entire lounge was watching the spectacle. But, in the lounge there was no rank. "Come on, slumber party time. I'm the babysitter too, so behave. And, no throwing up on the furniture or my bed." That brought forth more laughter from Jynx, who began to say "Weeeee!" as they headed for the door. She waved at the lounge and smiled. "Bye, bye. See ya's tomorrow." Then they were gone.

Arriving at her quarters, Taavis took Jynx over to her bed and put her down on it on her butt. The rag doll immediately fell back like a wet noodle, giggling the whole time. "At least you're a happy drunk," Taavis quipped, kneeling to take Jynxza's boots off. "Strip down to the undies, girlfriend. No uniforms go under my sheets."

"Are you being naughty, Taavis?" Jynx asked with another round of giggles. "Could you help me with my pants, Miss Romantic."

Another cynical sigh came from Taavis. "The shit I do for my crew." She pushed the bottom of Jynxza's uniform tunic and shirt up enough to reach the waistband of her pants. She undid the button and zipper down, then grabbed the waistband and began to shimmy them down. "Hey, a little help here. Lift the butt, Squirrely." Another cackle, which caused Taavis to roll her eyes at the situation even as the butt came off the bed enough to get the pants down passed her hips. "How much did you drink before I got there?"

Jynxza, still laying flat on her back, lifted her left hand and did a gesture of a couple of inches. "That much." More giggles as the hand dropped back down like it was weighted. She was suddenly pulled into an upright sitting position by the same hand, and Jynx had to hold her breath as that sudden movement almost caused her to start heaving. "Whoa! Easy there, cowgirl. I about tossed up my dinner."

Taavis gave her a very wry look. "Be glad you didn't throw up on me or my bed, Toots. That would have brought on a cold shower." With a bit more wrestling and directives, they finally got Jynxza's shirt off. "Okay, naked or knickers?"

Jynxza, as drunk a she was, was still cognizant despite being extremely malleable as a physical body and still able to speak with only a slight slur. "How...you want me to sleep nakey?"

Not for impatience, but to teach her younger officer a lesson, Taavis gave a growl of pseudo-frustration. "Fine," she said, standing and going around to her side of the bed, peeling off layers after arriving.

Jynxza, her back now to the Captain, swung her legs up and laid back which brought on another round of dizziness and woozies. Her eyes glanced over at the movement from Taavis, seeing the Vulcan woman was now in the buff and pulled the covers back to slide into her bed on her side. Jynxza had watched her as she got in, her eyes not missing the chance to go over the woman's form. "Okay, I understand the, uhmm, question now."

Taavis was now lying on her left side, facing Jynxza, propped on an elbow. The covers were up to her waist and she made no effort to cover the rest of herself from the eyes of her guest. She slept nude, and nudity was not something to be embarrassed over, especially in her own quarters. "Are going to sleep above the covers?"

For her part, Jynxza was not a shy one either. This being life number eight, she had done her share of nudity both as a male and female. So, lifting her butt and thighs she wriggled out of the black Underarmor boyshorts and tossed them off the bed on her side. With a bit of effort she got the covers out from under her, the whole time noting that Taavis was watching and smiling at her drunken difficulties. "You're so mean," she said, sounding like an adolescent even though she too was smiling. Even when naked, being cheeky came naturally. She had sat up cross-legged and peeled her sports bra off over her head and it went the same way as her undies. Taking a moment to massage and rub her breasts after releasing them from confinement, she then lay down and got on her own elbow, right side, to face Taavis. She had hit a place in her drunkenness where she could operate fairly well, and if she did not know any better, she could swear that Taavis had had a look of admiration in her eye when Jynx had exposed her body. Needless to say, the feeling was mutual. "Okay, I need a bed time story." She giggled and smiled at Taavis just to see the reaction that would come.

Taavis rolled her eyes with a smile. "There once was a girl from Trill. She got drunk and had to be carried to bed. Lying naked with her savior under the covers, she figured the best idea would be to close her eyes and go to sleep. The end."

Jynxza rolled onto her back laughing. "That is a horrible story." Another round of laughing. Taavis had moved to lying on her back, too, grinning at the Trill's antics, the two of them now turning their heads here and there while they talked in bed. At one point Jynxza used her legs to kick the covers off and down to around her calves. "Damn, Taavis, you are really warm. With the booze on board and my temp already up, it's...whew." She fanned her face with her hand.

One her end Taavis let her eyes wander over the healthy, athletic build of the Trill woman. She and Green had shared some time together romantically and intimately but it had faded as they became more engrossed in their own doings as officers and individuals. There were no regrets over that time, and she knew that Green and Kudo had formed quite a relationship over the past few weeks and had entered into a bonded life. Taavis, being Vulcan, found no jealousy in her heart. Ro deserved that after losing her previous family and lover to violence brought on by raiders and pirates. But, now, Taavis was just a woman admiring the supple body of someone who was lying in her bed. Where the navel should be Jynxza now had a flap of sealed skin, the place where the Symbiont Dahl had been inserted. All joined Trill had that line across their abdomen in place of a belly button. A slight surgical procedure and the flap could be opened to allow physicians to get to the Symbiont. Like Taavis herself, which was natural to Vulcans, Jynx had no hair anywhere on her body below the neck. Coming from an arid world like Vulcan, body hair was not a necessity of her biology. "You take good care of yourself, Jynxza. Other than being stumbling drunk right now it's obvious you take pride in your appearance and the health that comes with it."

Jynxza's head turned on her pillow to look at the Captain. "Are you oggling me?" She giggled with a slight blush to her cheeks. "Well...I can't complain. I snuck a few looks at you too."

"I know," Taavis said as she smiled at the blush to Jynx's face, which was spreading to her neck and the upper chest. When she said I know it was matter-of-fact. "How about we revisit this slumber party on a night when you're not drunk. A girls night in, with kali-fal, wine, whatever you want." Her quarters were now furnished with all the steampunk deco she had ordered from Omar the 'French' merchant. As promised he got a tour of the ship and then he went on his way, an expression of disappointment on his face as he walked across the gangway and back to M-69. Taavis had decided, at that time, that sharing intimate time with him could go the wrong way. If he began a rumor about their intimacy among his fellow merchants then Taavis would be livid, and greatly embarrassed. So, she chose the better part of valor and steeled herself into letting him go his way, suggesting to revisit another tour at a later date. Omar seemed to understand and went on his way. "For now, you need sleep." Adjusting herself onto her back, how she usually slept, Taavis adjusted her covers up to her waist and closed her eyes to begin the process of shutting down her mind and going to sleep.

Jynxza seemed to agree. "Sleep sounds good." Once Taavis had arranged herself on her back Jynxza broke into a mischievous grin, sliding over to lay against Taavis and throw a leg over hers, her left arm coming to lie across Taavis's tummy just above the Vulcan's own folded hands. She gave an actual yawn, now comfy as she used Taavis's left shoulder-upper chest as a pillow and wriggled in closer once settled. Her breathing quickly became that of a slumbering being, deep breaths as she was fast asleep.

"Jynx," Taavis said quietly. "Jynx?" Nothing but heavy breathing. Calling on her Vulcan discipline, and a wee bit of the Force, Taavis remained calm and unaffected physically by the contact. Emotionally she was in control but a deep part of her found this cuddling most agreeable. In time she too was asleep.

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