Katrina and Tara
Katrina Swete
Medi-bay
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Katrina, having finished cleaning the mess left by Phil's "accident," got
called back to the medi-bay by Miss Cleavage. Tara smiled pleasantly as
Katrina entered with mop and bucket in hand.
"I just cleaned this place up!" she growled despondantly upon seeing the
amazing amount of snot all around. Tara was too busy looking over Alota's CAT
scan to notice Katrina's complaint.
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Sometime later
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After Katrina had finished cleaning all the snot from every last crevice of
the medi-bay, she declared herself off-duty for the remainder of the day.
"I've seen enough snot to last me a lifetime."
The ex-hologram Phil sulked out the door, Tara Cleavage leading him out with
a gentle hand on his back. She wished him a good day and turned back into the
medi-bay. "Looks like I picked the wrong time to come aboard," she said.
Katrina looked around, wondering who Tara was talking to. Since all the men
were off being heroes, leaving Katrina alone with the new nurse, she guessed
that she was being addressed. "I suppose so," she finally murmured.
Tara strolled up to the janitor. "Hi, I'm Tara Cleavage, the new nurse."
Katrina wiped a dirty hand on her cleaning overalls then presented it to
Tara. "Hi, Katrina Swete. Janitor and proud of it."
Tara shook the semi-clean hand wearily. "Nice to meet you."
An uncomfortable silence descended. Both women waited for the other to speak
first. Tara finally said, "Hey, what do you say we go, get a drink and get
aquinted?"
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Some bar and many drinks sssssssssssssslater
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"Okay? 1..2..3..GO!" Both women slammed down their drinks. They laughed
loudly as it came out to another dead heat.
As the laughter died, Tara began. "Hey, you've been onboard since the
beginning of this trip, right?"
"Yup," Katrina chirped.
"So, I guess you know all the blokes."
Katrina scratched her head absently. "Know of them. Not know them personally."
"Well, what came you tell me about them?" Tara asked.
Katrina looked at her through one, half-open, blurry eye. "Huh?"
"Are any of them......you know?"
"Worth getting horizontal with?" Katrina guessed.
"Yeah."
Katrina shrugged. "Haven't the foggiest," she admitted. "All I know is
Commander Niples is smitten with that Penny Lloyd."
Tara grinned. "You sound almost jealous."
Katrina scoffed. "Please. I'm a janitor, and he's a Commander. Even if I was,
and I'm not saying I am, I wouldn't stand a chance."
Tara only nodded and the girls raised their next round to poor decisions.
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(Hope no one minds I used Tara if they were going to do something with her.
NO! I don't mean like that!)