Appetence

Archive Log: 31

Minerva hadn't been human for many years, there were many parts of being human which she could say she could miss, yet could still experience as a synthetic. Feelings, though in her mind felt true and real, she was under no illusion that they were mere programming. She was reacting to a moment and supplying the correct feeling and emotion for the scenario. But one thing for certain she could admit to not missing was being sick. If she still was human and was capable of gagging and subsequently feeling and wanting to be sick too, it would've happened now as people woke up.

Upon Meredith waking, she had sounded indifferent that everyone had survived the journey, and that David should wake them. She had glanced at Minerva simply and just rolled her eyes, turning her back and proceeding to walk to her room. Minerva could only surmise she was off for a relaxing shower, and to change her clothes before addressing everyone. Whether everyone would be fully with it to listen to Meredith was another thing, yet Minerva never mentioned this.

David had patted her arm gently, even going as far as sliding his hand down her forearm to her hand. His fingers brushed against hers before looking at her with a small smile. Meredith waking, and everyone else waking, had very little impact to David. He'd still show small signs of affection towards her, whether people were around or not. David had discovered another feeling that he only felt towards Minerva and he didn't intend to stop; it wasn't just affection, but he believed that this feeling was love.

And David could easily process, and quickly internally research that when in love people tended to show it. He didn't care really if someone spied him sending affection Minerva's way. But he felt her fingers gently link onto his as he led her out of the room.

Waking everyone up wasn't exactly a hard thing, though the hard thing for Minerva was to watch as them all, or at least most of them, gagged and retched. She knew, deep down, that if she was still human she'd be standing there trying not to gag too. Admittedly, she had joked to David before all of this about not helping when everyone awoke. But really, how much use were each of these people to the other beside them? They weren't, that was the answer, they weren't. Bleary eyed, confused, sweaty and disorientated before the stomach contractions kicked in and that had them rolling or shooting up and clutching at the bowls provided by either David or herself. They couldn't help it, Minerva knew that, but it was all very disgusting. She didn't miss sickness, or the action of being sick. She just adverted her eyes and scrunched her nose up. Synthetically heightened senses were a curse right now, especially when it came to smell.

Eventually though, everyone seemed to come to their senses, and stop throwing up, long enough to shamble to their rooms. Much like Meredith, they all intended to shower and change before reconvening. That left David and Minerva standing around, she looked up at him as he looked slowly downwards at her. "What now?" She asked him while they moved from the room and towards the bridge.

David seemed to be more clued in as to where they were all going to reappear, or at least she thought so until he tinkered about on the computer system before turning and leaving the room again. Minerva threw her hands up and pottered after him. David tucked his hands behind his back and smiled at her. Minerva raised an eyebrow, she hadn't seen him suddenly so smiley. It wasn't a bad thing, she liked his smile, it was somewhat contagious at times, but there was sometimes a double meaning to it. Not every smile David did was a happy one. This one right now was more...stiff. Like a forced one for the sake of being polite. Having to look approachable was important, after all the crew needed to feel like they could talk to him if they needed to.

"David!" She whined and looked at him desperately. It was like he knew something she didn't, again. And she really didn't like it, not one bit, again. Seems they had made up, and then some, she didn't want to fall out again.