<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87ceeb">Doctor Sonakshi Khan</span><br/>The St. Anne / Bridge<br/>Evening Watch<br/>Tagged: ALL<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>Sonakshi's head still had a low buzz echoing around, as she had taken a couple of swigs more from the bottle after tending to her captain. Her hand still remembered Iona's touch, and her mind was still wondering what was that. Part of her knew that Iona had to be disoriented, that she probably felt odd if she had noticed Sonakshi's pulse racing, those thin pale fingers dancing over her cinnamon skin. Another part of her fantasized, thinking that she had caught the captain in a singularly vulnerable moment, Sonakshi herself being a bit tender after what happened, and that Iona had shown her real affection.<br/><br/>Vodka had drowned those questions, and now she was ready with her suitcase packed on the bridge. Sonakshi figured that it was related with whatever had made her and Thomyris flee the station in such a hurry, something that would of course require an answer of some sorts. Standing close to Donovan, making sure that the First Mate was as calm as the situation could warrant, she awaited for a standard briefing, getting quite the surprise.<br/><br/>Mateo was under threat of being scrapped. They wanted Thomyris in exchange. And Iona was agreeing to it? That was nonsense. The captain would go great lengths to save a crewmate, but sacrificing one for another? That made no sense. Maybe she didn't know Iona as much as she had thought if she was agreeing to that, ordering Donovan to apprehend her.<br/><br/>Maybe she didn't know Iona at all.