Meet me under the mistletoe, darling.

[you_run_i_chase]

Who: Parker and Uhura
Where: Some random Barge place.
When: Today.
Warnings: Intense dislike and mistletoe shenanigans. Oh, and it's Parker.

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[lt_n_uhura]

Uhura had been a good girl about this whole thing. Yes, she had her rant session at Paddy, but really, that wasn't so bad. She had just been wanting to get it all off her chest. She was mad at the situation, not really at Parker, and she knew that. But she still hated having to tiptoe around the issue of Parker. She hated that Paddy was so whipped by her. She hated that she felt replaced.

Even though she knew it was illogical.

However, walking by Parker's door was kind of unavoidable if she wanted to get her laundry done. So she carried a small basket past, just as Parker opened the door.

Awkwardly, she hesitated, wondering why she was even stopping. To get an apology? To tell her that she didn't care?

"Hey..." Nope, that wasn't what she wanted to say at all.

[you_run_i_chase]

And of course, the Barge was just the sort of place where she'd open a fucking door and there would be the very person whom she had been trying to avoid. For a moment, Parker had the entirely irrational thought that if she just slammed the damn door then the nuisance on the other side would just go away like she didn't exist. Doing that, however, would only be seen as another sign of weakness and she wasn't going to give Uhura that satisfaction.

However, the sight of Uhura filled Parker with an unknown feeling. For someone who had faced down Lyle and Raines, it made her feel expressly uncomfortable. No one else aboard (not even Jarod when he was here, or Denise after she had started harping on the secrets in her file) had filled her with such emotion.

So when there was that awkward, Parker grimaced a bit, and her responding greeting of "Hey" was issued through a clenched jaw and grit teeth.

[lt_n_uhura]

And now Uhura was obligated to stay. She put a hand on her hip and shifted the basket awkwardly, letting the silence stretch out for as long as she could. But, of course, she would have to speak eventually. And so she did, almost against her will. She, too, had yet to notice the mistletoe.

"I know you don't like me, Parker. Despite what you said." She looked down the hallway, trying to find escape routes. Truthfully, Parker made her extremely nervous. Especially when she admitted to wanting to shoot her. That really hadn't made things any easier.

"So...you don't have to worry about it."

[you_run_i_chase]

When Uhura said that Parker didn't like her, her posture tightened and her hands moved to rest on her hips. She really had just wanted to forget that entire fucking mistletoe based fuckery hadn't happened. Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Of course this bitch couldn't let it go. No, it was another thing another bullet to put in the gun to use against her. Parker knew that Uhura didn't want Paddy to have anything to do with her, and there was no doubt in her mind that she'd bring that up.

"I wasn't worried about it." The tone was sharp and snide. "And I know you do hate me, despite what you said, so we're at an impasse." She took a step forward, because god damn if Parker was going to retreat.