Lilla smiled and reveled in the moment. Every question to Abida was something new to her and she never knew where it was going to turn next.<br/><br/>Lilla Naser's life was all about the regimen. She had a set schedule, even with her sisters. It was either eat, exercise, combat training, prayer, religious study, historical study, briefings, formal engagements, combat training, meditating, exercising, eating, showering with her sisters, and sleeping again. There was no, "what should we do now?" moments. No real moments of socializing except for when the sisters offered each other moments of womanly need and desired release. The fact that she could ask Abida the question of "what now?" and never really know what the answer might be was both exciting and a bit intimidating for the Battle-sister. She was sure that Abida could offer her a myriad of choices but what could Lilla offer the beauty besides what she had in her regimen.<br/><br/>When Abida offered to share a drink with her, this felt like a totally new experience though it had been done before with many of her order. It was the act of asking and letting the choice be made, instead of following some schedule of activities that brought the joy to her face and the desire to revel in that moment.<br/><br/>"I think the officer's club has a bar we could sit at maybe?" Lilla beamed her blue eyes at her and tugged at her hand to move deeper into the club itself.<br/><br/><i>Maybe</i>... the word was sweet in her mouth as it offered it's potential and opportunity. It's ambiguity and it's intention of all possibilities. The mere possibility of sharing a drink with Abida and more gave her chills but better than that, it was not in her regimen. And it was something that her new found friend offered her without conditions.<br/><br/>"And then...<i>maybe</i>.. we could tell each other about ourselves." Lilla was nervous about that last part. She would try her best not to bore the Akkadi but still the<i> possibility</i>of getting to know Abida better was more rich a reward than the risk of boredom from the lost-worlder.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>