Pleasant Evening

With the completion of Dubious Meeting and Inquiries finished, I turned my attention to the final story for my patrons, a science fiction tale. With a rough idea of the characters I wanted to leverage, I needed something more so I reached for my newest set of story cubes and gave them a toss. When the stopped moving, I was greeted by an old lady with a can, a fantasy potion, and a brew. Though I had some prompts to weave into the tale the narrative refused to unfurl from the depths of my mind. However, as I thumbed through some of the Drifter’s stories and found Misty Invaders. After re-reading it, the freed story tumbled out.

Find a comfortable corner and hunker down in as we follow the Selina and Tia as they finish their night away from the Drifter.

With the completion of Dubious Meeting and Inquiries finished, I turned my attention to the last story for my patrons, a science fiction tale. From the moment I pulled the results, I knew I wanted to highlight the Drifter’s crew this month. Unfortunately, while the other stories popped into my head in a reasonable amount of time, this tale’s concept stubbornly refused to emerge. As I continued to stare at a blank page, I knew I needed an edge.

So, I reached for my newest set of story cubes and gave them a toss. When they stopped moving, I found an old lady with a can, a fantasy potion, and a brew staring up at me. Though I had some prompts to weave into the tale, the narrative refused to unfurl from the depths of my mind. However, as I thumbed through some of the Drifter’s stories, I found Misty Invaders. After a quick re-read, that story dislodged the newest tale from my mind.

Find a comfortable corner and hunker down in as we follow the Selina and Tia as they finish their night away from the Drifter.

While docked at a busy space station, Selina and Tia disembark the Drifter to enjoy an enjoyable meal…

Selina speared the last bite from her plate as her other fingers tightened about a small vial. With a deep breath, she popped the food into her mouth as her eyes flitted about the room. Once she swallowed, Selina took a sip from her beverage while keeping the small container firmly entrenched in her grasp. “Tia, have you enjoyed your night away from the ship?”

The slender woman’s hands stopped slicing through her steak as her gaze drifted up to Selina’s motherly eyes. Licking her lips, Tia placed her utensils on the plate and leaned back. “Selina, I’m grateful for the meal.” Her eyes narrowed as she dabbed the corners of her lips with a napkin. Tia reached out, grasping her drink as her eyes whipped about the room. “However, given the clientele, don’t we stick out like a sore thumb? Also, are you sure you can pay for what we ate?”

“I answered the ladder question when we arrived.” Selina laid her utensils on her cleaned plate before sliding them to the center of the table. “As to the former, does it matter as long as we enjoy each other’s company?”

“Selina, don’t mince your words.” Tia finished her drink and placed the empty glass beside her plate. “While It’s nice to get off the ship, neither of us can afford to eat here.”

“It’s not wise to toss about such absolute statements.” Selina raised a swishing finger as her smile warmed. “You never know when you’ll find the exception.”