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Working it out!

Posted on Sat Apr 7th, 2018 @ 11:23am by Lieutenant JG Jackson Lewis & Lieutenant Elizabeth Kelly

Mission: Mission 0 - Leaving the Blue Marble
Location: Deck 7 Gymnasium

Eli worked out on a daily basis. It was her way of shutting down her brain and drowning out the day. She had other activities that accomplished the same affect however, that require more interaction than she wanted currently. Her current torture of choice was the treadmill. Her capri running pants and running bra did little to hide her sweaty tattooed skin. She had already logged three miles and only had three more to go before she would move onto the punching bag. Her headphones were blaring music as her feet pounded out the rhythm she had developed over the years.

Jackson hadn't seen Eli in a few days, and had been completely unaware of her presence in the ship gym but as he finished his regiment and headed over for some cardio he spotted her. If the tattoos weren't a give away from behind her other assets surely were. He didn't want to surprise her while she was running, he'd seen his share of accidents that happen that way. Instead he claimed a treadmill next to her's, figuring sooner or later she may notice.

Eli noticed the movement next to her. She was pretty used to men trying to her her attention and was presently surprised when she turned her head and found Jackson there. She couldn't help the grin of approval that crossed her face. Reaching up she pulled out one ear phone from her ear all the while keeping her pace. "Hey, handsome..." She panted.

As he ran, he turned his head when he heard her voice. "Hey yourself. What's new?"

"Not enough." She jested. Her breath was coming quickly as she was finally starting to get tired.

"I gotta say, this is the second best way I've ever seen you sweat." He grinned.

Eli rolled her eyes and chuckled as she watched the count down on the treadmill. "Mmm...that was fun." She finally agreed. One mile left and she could be done despite her enjoyment of the company. "We should do it again some time." she grinned.

"I can't think of a better form of exercise. And really, we're doing the ship a favor by staying in great shape, ya know?"

"Gotta be battle ready." she joked. She had realized that Jackson was quite full of himself, but he was in fact a beautiful male specimen so she felt he deserved to think of himself that way. "Any plans after you work out? I have a date with my shower but you could join me if you like" she flashed him a devious grin.

"My evening is pretty open actually and a shower does sound good. Besides what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't help you wash your back?"

"My thoughts exactly." She grinned as she slapped the button to stop the treadmill. She came to a stop and turned to face Jackson. "Well, my six miles are done and if you are going to put me through my paces I can call it a day." She grabbed her water bottle and took a long draw. "Don't feel you need to know where my quarters are."

He quickly followed suit and stepped off his machine. "I'd be insane to stay here with that invitation."

"Good..." She grinned as she turned to head for the door. She fell in step easily with him the silence between them not at all awkward like it could be with so many others. When they came to a stop at the turbolift she stood a little closer to him than was necessary as she unashamedly looked him over.

"No fuss, no stress, just...things to look forward to. Where's this been all my life?" He gave her a wink.

Eli grinned as the lift doors parted and she step on. She watched him and moved closer touching her hand to his abs as she spoke. “There are not a lot of women like me in the galaxy” she joked.

"Understatement of the century." When the doors closed he put his hand on her's. "Even after working out you still smell good."

“I am glad you approve...” she couldn’t help but think of the last time they were together. She had gone back to her quarters smelling of his cologne. “Just wait until after our shower.”

When the doors opened, he let her lead the way to her quarters, keeping an eye on her figure as they walked.

Eli could practically feel his eyes on her as she moved down the corridor stopping only momentarily at her own door before the pneumatic hiss sounded and she entered the rooms beyond. She looked over her shoulder at Jackson as the door closed behind him.

"Nice place." He looked around before returning his eyes to her and closing the gap between them. "You're intoxicating, did you know that?"

Eli's eyes closed savoring the warmth from him. She needed human contact to remain sane but she wasn't girlfriend material. "I try." She mused as she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You aren't easy to resist either I might add." She leaned up and kissed him lightly. "Come on, lets take that shower you promised me."

A few hours later Jackson lay flat on his back, looking up at nothing in particular. "You know if this was part of official duties and a way to be promoted I think you and I would be admirals by the end of the month."

"We are good together." Eli replied with a laugh as she let out a contented sigh. Turning to look at Jackson. "I need food." She stated bluntly. "Want to stay for dinner?" She asked easily as she moved to stand up grabbing a robe on a near by chair. "I am feeling shepherds pie." She figured she would try her hand at the dish the executive officer had made her the other day.

He sat up, getting dressed. "That'd be great, I worked up a bit of an appetite."

Tying the belt around her waist she moved out of her bedroom and into the small kitchen like area she had. She wasn't a bad cook she just didn't do it often and while it would be easier to replicate the meal she figured she had the time and needed to unwind. She gave Jackson a smile when he exited her room to join her. "The XO made this for me for dinner the other night. I don't know if I can make it as well, but I am going to try."

He moved up behind her, kissing the back of her neck before taking a seat with a grin. "Please don't give me food poisoning, the CMO hates me and I'll be doomed."

"It won't poison you." Eli replied with a smile. "It just might be bland or over seasoned." She joked as she cooked up the beef and vegetables. She added a little flour and butter to make a gravy and topped it with potatoes. She hummed contentedly to herself as she finished cooking. "You have been on the ship for less than a week. How can the Doc hate you already?" She had seemed nice enough to Eli when she had gone for her physical.

"I was my normally charming self...I don't know what could have gone wrong." His tone indicated the opposite.

"Ah." Eli said the situation playing out perfectly in her head. "So, you were pulling your best Jackson on her and she was unimpressed." She smiled as she carried the two plates to the table take a seat as she gave him his food. "I mean, I can only imagine how that would be since I have never experienced it first hand, but I could see why she wouldn't like you." She gave him a little wink before diving into the food. She was starving.

"My best 'Jackson' is usually enough but it all works out in the end." He took a bite, considered it, and swallowed. "You should cook more, this is pretty good."

"Thanks." Eli replied following suit. It wasn't as good at Mis' but it was tasty. "I typically keep myself fairly occupied and really only have time for sleeping and showering." She grinned. "Good thing I don't mind replicated food."

"I'd ask what you do in your spare time but I think I have a good guess already." He grinned, taking another bite.

"That..." She grinned at his implication. "Isn't all I do. I am a workaholic honestly. I like to stay busy."

"Yea I know what you mean. As a kid when I wasn't in school....or suspended, I learned a few tricks to keep busy and earn some credits on the side." His mind jumped to what could be insisted on by his vagueness. "And no, I wasn't a gigalo at twelve."

Eli threw up her hands. "Hey, I didn't say anything." She grinned before eating more of her food. "I grew up in a Maquis settlement until my parents died then I helped out my grandparents. I don't know how to not be busy."

He poked the food a little more. "I grew up on a beach where there was always something to get involved with, not all of it good...or legal."

Eli nodded. She knew exactly what he meant. "I am in the same board. Granted I was in the Lunar colony and not a beach but same concept."

He finished his food, fiddling with the fork a few moments. "My brother is getting married soon to the sweetest girl I've ever known and she's making the biggest mistake of her life."

Eli watched him for a moment. "This isn't one of those...she should be marrying you moments is it?" She asked as she pushed the now empty plate away from her and leaned back in her chair.

", we were never like that. She deserves the best and that isn't him." When he said 'him' it wasn't with any brotherly love.

"Ah..." Was all Eli exclaimed at the revelation that there was no real love lost between Jackson and his sibling. She couldn't help but marvel at how similar their lives were. Granted, she knew nothing of the specifics but she wasn't close to her brothers as they didn't approve of her life choices and she didn't typically enjoy being judged.

He snapped out of it a moment later, raising his eyes to look at her. "Breakfast was wonderful."

"Thanks." Eli grinned as she rose to gather the plates. She returned them to the reclimator and watched as they disappeared. Humming contentedly to herself she all but plopped down in Jackson's lap with a laugh. "Thank you for the company." She grinned.

He wrapped his arns around her waist. "So what's for dessert?"

"Mmm,..." Eli purred. "I am sure we can think of something." With that she pressed her lips to his.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Jackson Lewis
Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Orion

Lieutenant Elizabeth Kelly
Chief Operations Officer, USS Orion


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