Need to Know (Miranda/Ashley) 49/50
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January 29 2015, 11:56:08 UTC
“Wait,” Oriana said, looking meaningfully from Miranda to Ashley. Ashley stopped, still holding Miranda’s hand and looked at the younger sister nervously. “Thank you… Ashley. For saving Miranda,” the girl said solemnly. Ashley nodded, shrugging awkwardly. “Just, you know, doing my job.” Oriana smiled. “I know.” Ashley started to shift on her feet, eyes darting back and forth between the sisters. “Now. What did you want to tell my sister?” she continued after a short pause, a smile creeping into the corners of her mouth.
Miranda glared at Oriana in surprise before turning towards Ashley.
“I-uh… you know, I was drinking with Tali, you know. That’s why I’m here. I mean, she got a bit drunk, so I went to-” Ashley started, not sure whom to look at. She took a deep breath, finally settling on Miranda and looked into her tired, blue eyes. “I guess she wished she had the strength to stand up to the expectations and to her father’s legacy like you did. I mean, she said, uh-” damn, the worst time ever to be drunk, Ashley thought. She let out an exasperated sigh. “Tali respects you, too, Miranda. I mean, she got drunk because- And not just her. And, that's why, you know, don’t confuse pity with empathy. Yeah.” “She’s right, you know,” Oriana chimed in softly, looking at Miranda.
Before Miranda could reply, Ashley lifted her hand a bit and clutched it a bit tighter, trying to give more gravity to her words. “I mean, sure, you know, knowing about your dad and- and your sister. I mean, I have sisters, too, you know. And my dad- I mean, because of my grandfather-” Ashley shook her head again, trying to untangle her thoughts and her tongue. “I guess what I mean, is that I get it. And yes, it probably would have made me… care about you more than… But it’s a good thing. And like it or not, despite your father, you managed… all this,” Ashley waved around, including Oriana and the whole ship.
“You are pretty drunk,” Oriana said with a soft smile, before looking at Miranda again. “And she saved my life, too,” Ashley added eagerly, explaining it to Oriana now.
“I wish you would have come, Ashley,” Miranda spoke finally, glancing at her from the corner of her eyes before casting her eyes down. “I know. I’m sorry, Miranda.” Miranda shrugged. “It surprised me how… attached I got. I’m not good at attached.” “Me neither!” Ashley exclaimed, maybe a bit louder than she intended to. “I mean, I didn’t know what I wanted. It would have been so- I don’t know. I guess I didn’t want it to be just a fling.”
She squeezed Miranda’s hand gently, trying to keep her emotions in check. Miranda looked up at her nervously. “And now you know?” Ashley leaned closer to Miranda, their faces inches from each other and looked deep into her eyes. “No,” she laughed softly. “But I want to find out.”
Their lips met, softly at first, a sudden relief coming over Ashley as she exhaled, the sensation almost making her chest burst. Oh, how she needed this! She could tell Miranda felt the same way, too, as her lips responded, parting as they searched for each other in that kiss, tongues probing, pressing their mouth together, taking deep breaths. Ashley felt Miranda’s warm palm touch her cheek and she laughed into her mouth, feeling her eyes moisten. Maybe it was just the alcohol making her emotional, but it felt right anyway.
They surfaced for air after a long time, searching each other’s foggy eyes, both of them blinking rapidly, Ashley feeling her cheeks burn. “I’m not sure what this is. But I need to know,”she whispered. Miranda nodded, caressing her cheek gently. “You know that this will also end in a goodbye.” “For now.”
They kissed again, getting lost in each other’s taste and touch. “Uh, Randa…” Oriana said quietly, looking at them with an awkward expression on her face. She didn’t want to interrupt them, but she couldn’t help noticing several crewmembers, including the turian and the other marine staring in through the window, jaws dropped.
Ashley stopped, still holding Miranda’s hand and looked at the younger sister nervously.
“Thank you… Ashley. For saving Miranda,” the girl said solemnly.
Ashley nodded, shrugging awkwardly.
“Just, you know, doing my job.”
Oriana smiled. “I know.” Ashley started to shift on her feet, eyes darting back and forth between the sisters. “Now. What did you want to tell my sister?” she continued after a short pause, a smile creeping into the corners of her mouth.
Miranda glared at Oriana in surprise before turning towards Ashley.
“I-uh… you know, I was drinking with Tali, you know. That’s why I’m here. I mean, she got a bit drunk, so I went to-” Ashley started, not sure whom to look at. She took a deep breath, finally settling on Miranda and looked into her tired, blue eyes. “I guess she wished she had the strength to stand up to the expectations and to her father’s legacy like you did. I mean, she said, uh-” damn, the worst time ever to be drunk, Ashley thought. She let out an exasperated sigh. “Tali respects you, too, Miranda. I mean, she got drunk because- And not just her. And, that's why, you know, don’t confuse pity with empathy. Yeah.”
“She’s right, you know,” Oriana chimed in softly, looking at Miranda.
Before Miranda could reply, Ashley lifted her hand a bit and clutched it a bit tighter, trying to give more gravity to her words.
“I mean, sure, you know, knowing about your dad and- and your sister. I mean, I have sisters, too, you know. And my dad- I mean, because of my grandfather-” Ashley shook her head again, trying to untangle her thoughts and her tongue. “I guess what I mean, is that I get it. And yes, it probably would have made me… care about you more than… But it’s a good thing. And like it or not, despite your father, you managed… all this,” Ashley waved around, including Oriana and the whole ship.
“You are pretty drunk,” Oriana said with a soft smile, before looking at Miranda again.
“And she saved my life, too,” Ashley added eagerly, explaining it to Oriana now.
“I wish you would have come, Ashley,” Miranda spoke finally, glancing at her from the corner of her eyes before casting her eyes down.
“I know. I’m sorry, Miranda.”
Miranda shrugged. “It surprised me how… attached I got. I’m not good at attached.”
“Me neither!” Ashley exclaimed, maybe a bit louder than she intended to. “I mean, I didn’t know what I wanted. It would have been so- I don’t know. I guess I didn’t want it to be just a fling.”
She squeezed Miranda’s hand gently, trying to keep her emotions in check. Miranda looked up at her nervously.
“And now you know?”
Ashley leaned closer to Miranda, their faces inches from each other and looked deep into her eyes.
“No,” she laughed softly. “But I want to find out.”
Their lips met, softly at first, a sudden relief coming over Ashley as she exhaled, the sensation almost making her chest burst. Oh, how she needed this! She could tell Miranda felt the same way, too, as her lips responded, parting as they searched for each other in that kiss, tongues probing, pressing their mouth together, taking deep breaths.
Ashley felt Miranda’s warm palm touch her cheek and she laughed into her mouth, feeling her eyes moisten. Maybe it was just the alcohol making her emotional, but it felt right anyway.
They surfaced for air after a long time, searching each other’s foggy eyes, both of them blinking rapidly, Ashley feeling her cheeks burn.
“I’m not sure what this is. But I need to know,”she whispered.
Miranda nodded, caressing her cheek gently.
“You know that this will also end in a goodbye.”
“For now.”
They kissed again, getting lost in each other’s taste and touch.
“Uh, Randa…” Oriana said quietly, looking at them with an awkward expression on her face. She didn’t want to interrupt them, but she couldn’t help noticing several crewmembers, including the turian and the other marine staring in through the window, jaws dropped.
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