| Monday |
[10 Feb 2008|09:31pm] |
Who?: Nikita and Mag
What?: Talking, having girl time
When?: After the lunch rush, Nikita's not so much a people person
Lazy days were the best Nikita thought, and since it was raining that made the lazy day even better. She'd spent the better part of the day in bed, reading, and wondering if she'd have a job this time from the captain when they arrived in Hawaii. It didn't really matter to her, but she supposed she needed to get in contact with him. Yesterday she hadn't felt well, just a little bit under the weather so the shapeshifter had locked herself away. Now, she felt better and wanted to stretch her legs a little. Yeah, that'd do wonders for her. She thought for a moment about shifting into one of her forms, and running amok around the ship. Nah, that wouldn't do. She needed to be plain old, Nikita today.
Pulling on an old pair of jeans, a t-shirt, a pair of socks and then her sneakers she opened her door and stepped out into the hallway. She looked left, and then right as she shut her door behind her. There weren't any new funky shadows, and that, in her book, was peachy.
Thinking of the word peachy, her stomach let out a small rumble. Patting her belly she murmured, "No worries. We'll go see Mag, and get something good to eat." She nodded, and started off toward the galley. Running her fingers through her hair, she pulled it up into a quick messy knot before opening the door. She smiled, nodding to a few crew members she knew and stood at the line. The shapeshifter bounced a little in place, humming a song she'd heard a long time ago. At least it seemed like a long time ago to her, in all reality it could've been a day or so ago.
She tapped on the top of the counter, "What do I have to turn into to get a little service around here?" She smiled, teasing of course. "I could change into a puppy and beg if that's what you want!" She called, peering over the top of the counter and trying to see into the back of the kitchen. She lowered herself again, bouncing once more as she started humming again. She knew Mag wouldn't do anything to her while they were in the ship, and in the air. And honestly, Nikita didn't think that Mag would hurt her if they weren't in the ship. Unless of course she grabbed her by the tail (if she was in a form that had a tail) and hurled her at an enemy.
She pursed her lips in thought, and canted her head to the side. She'd have to ask Mag about that.
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