The Cuff

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Lili stood up and got a change of clothes out of a drawer. And one more thing, a bracelet, from Lafa II, made of the same material as their wedding rings. She slipped it on and it fit, but barely. Her wrists had swollen, along with everything else, “It's Movie Night tonight,” she said, putting on fresh clothes.

“Oh? Uh, are you okay with me passing? The game is on.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Well, it's another reason why this is a superior universe,” he said, catching clean boxers that she tossed to him, “You have football. It's preseason and all.”

“Ah, yes, very important meaningless games,” she smiled, “I didn't know you'd make me a football widow.”

“You watch sometimes.”

“Yeah, I do,” she admitted, “But I can't get into it until it gets a lot later on.”

“Well, watch with me and maybe I can persuade you to change your mind,” he said.

“Or, you can go to Movie Night with me.”

“What are they playing?”

“A French film - The King of Hearts,” she said.

“A chick flick? Uh, no thanks,” he said, making a face.

“All right, suit yourself,” she said, “I'll take Joss so you can watch with a lot of sound and Yimar can get a little peace.”

“Thanks,” he said, “And I'll see you after, for the second half of your double feature,” he kissed her.

Kick.

=/\= 

Jonathan yawned. First shift was basically done.

“Clear of the Lafa System, sir,” Travis said.

“Good, steady on to Earth.”

“Captain,” T'Pol said, “I'm picking up some EM radiation.”

Jonathan punched on the console on his chair, “Tripp, we're getting signs of EM radiation.”

“I see it, Cap'n,” Tripp replied, “Origin is a little difficult to detect. Could be from the Lafa System's equivalent to our Kuiper Belt. I'll keep an eye on it. Might wanna polarize the hull plating.”

“Malcolm ..?” Jonathan said.

“Ah, yes, done,” he said, fiddling with controls, “I think we'll be all right.”

“Radiation is within tolerable limits,” T'Pol said.

“Keep an eye on it when the shift changes,” Jonathan said, “And let me know if it gets intolerable.”

“Of course, Captain,” said the Vulcan.

=/\= 

Melissa sat in her and Jennifer's quarters, alone. She punched in to her console, “Madden to Hoshi Sato.”

“Yes?” came Hoshi's voice from the Bridge.

“Can you put me through to Ceres, to Leonora Digiorno?”

“Sure. Hang on a sec,” Hoshi clicked a few times, “There, go ahead,” she got off the line and left Melissa to her call.

“Norri!” Melissa called out when Leonora's face came into view.

“Ah, good to see your pretty face,” Norri said, “How're things going? Ya miss me?”

“Buckets,” Melissa said, “Wish I was home with you again.”

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