ORP: Taking Back the Night

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Azalea's Apartment
Arlington, VA

The last mission Hoover had been on really messed with Azalea in a lot of games. It had played a lot of head games that made the young woman do a lot of thinking. Normally, one would go to a counselor, or any kind of shrink, and talk about it - figure out why a mission such as that one really got to her, but De wasn't like that. You would think with Logan being a shrink and boyfriend, talking to him would be the first thing she would do, but that didn't happen. Yeah he knew the story, but did they try to figure out why? No. Instead it lead to other things. The truth was, the mission had gotten the brunette to think about that time at the academy - the affects dieing had. Remembering all the cadets that were lost. It really did this female in, but was slowing pushing it aside. Again, normally people would do more talking, but that wasn't a strong point for this airman - at least not when it came to personal issues.

Hearing the doorbell, Azalea's head snapped up while standing and walking towards the entrance, Ember already beating her to it. "Ember! FuB!" she shouted in German, watching the Canaan freeze on the spot. The pup looked over at the brunette, sitting on the ground with head tilted as if to say, what? I was just letting you know that someone is here. Az rolled the eyes, grabbing the knob, twisting gently, and smiling seeing Shannon standing on the other side. "Shannon! Welcome!" Azalea opened the door wider, stepping back for the taller female to walk through.

Ember stood from the sitting position, barking and jumping up as the sailor walked into the apartment. "Ember! Nein! Platz!" she ordered watching the dog instantly back down. "Sorry about that. She is my older sister's dog, who is off with the Odyssey - so I have to watch her for an untold amount of time. Sweet dog, but I think staying pent up here is starting to get to the pup. Hopefully you don't mind dogs." The thought came now, after the fact, that maybe warning her friend about the dog would have been a good idea. It was too late now. Worse case scenario, Ember would just be locked back in the room.

"So welcome to my little home here. It's nothing too big, but I like it. Set your stuff down any where and make yourself comfortable. The pizza is just about ready. Hopefully that's okay - wasn't really sure honestly what to make." Azalea made an uneasy face, closing the door and stepping up beside Shannon as Ember started sniffing the female's pants. "Do you have a pet or something Shan? She seems really focused on some sniff you have." A chuckle escaped the lips as the lieutenant headed for the kitchen. "You want anything to drink? I have a few different kinds of soda, beer, milk, orange juice, or just water. I do have a bottle of wine somewhere too I think." This would be a fun night because, for once, she was going to learn about the respect fellow teammate outside of classes, missions, or anything else revolving around the Stargate. Tonight they were just two old friends reconnecting and getting to know each other better.

Tag: Shannon "Angel" Meyers

16267 Hours
Azalea's Apartment
Arlington, VA

Azalea smiled being called the little sister. For many, it might not be a huge deal, but for this brunette it was. Shannon was someone that she looked up and admire big time. Even if back in the academy they didn't hang out all that much, from afar the younger cadet was always watching - taking in how the older one carried herself, was able to keep a level head, and so on. If there was anyone to model after from the academy, it was Shannon. Another reason that she loved having Meyers on the team - someone who had studied with the younger airmen and was able to know how to calm her down. Logan would, but being the XO of the team, he really couldn't. They had to keep a professional astomsphere when they were on the mission. As much as it probably killed the older man that he couldn't do anything, it's what had to be done. "Your sister is doing just fine. Finally relaxed after our last mission. I never want to go through something like that again for a long time," she replied, opening the door of the refrig, pulling two water bottles, tossing one over to Junior Grade.

Twisting the cap off, Azalea tossed it into the trash can, taking a swig while leaning back against the stove waiting for the pizza to finish. "She really is a sweet dog and I am glad to have her around. She's most likely just curious about the pet dander on you right now." A hand ran through the raven locks, glancing over at the timer on the stove top. This was the first time the Second Lieutenant had a female near her age over. Billy was being so wrapped up training after the academy, the two didn't have any time to catch up. It was weird not being able to talk to the blond best friend, but now there was Shannon. A new job, a new start, and new friendships - or old ones that you get the chance to rekindle.

"So what exactly do you do at the conservation reserve? Is that what you mostly do with your time off?" It was always encouraged to do something relaxing, or hobby like, when you had time off. A distraction to get your mind off of the craziness of work, or the horrors that one could see - something relaxing and would be joy to your life. For this brunette it was dance. Dance was the way she used to express emotions and get out everything that was bottled up inside. It seemed for Shannon, it was animals. It was interesting how everyone always had something different. "I just can't believe you get to pet a tiger. How did it take before you were able to touch him? Aren't you ever afraid that he might charge you or something?" The mind went to all of those horror stories you heard about idiots trying to make a house pet out of a wild animal. What magic trick did Shannon know that no one else seemed to?

The timer buzzed, signaling the pizza was suppose to be done. Standing up straight, Azalea grabbed two hot pads, opened the stove and pulled out a cheese pizza. "Wasn't sure what kind you liked the best, so I just went with regular cheese." She set the pizza on top, pulling off the hot pads while walking over to a cabinet and pulled out two plates. Opening a drawer, the brunette pulled out a pizza cuter then headed back to the stove, cutting the pizza into an even amount of slices. "So how are you doing Shan? Anything new and exciting going on in your life, outside of what I already know about work?" The lieutenant stood back, letting her guest grab the amount of slices she wanted first. It was the polite thing to do after all.

Tag: Shannon "Angel" Meyers