Forget adventure. Starfleet is all about romance.

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Post with your character's name/DIVISION/prefs if you're ready to go Use the RNG to determine which division your character now belongs to, if you're tagging in Use the symbols and numbers for reference in headers Have fun! DIVISIONS 01. COMMAND ★ 02. SCIENCES ◎ incl. MEDICAL ✚ 03. OPERATIONS ▼ PROMPTS 01. HQ/ACADEMY; Planetside in San Francisco. Ah, home! Get a beer, go to a meeting, it's good to have dirt under your feet. Isn't it? Meet someone new and have fun while off-duty! 02. YEOMAN LIFE; The Captain or Commander needs to sign off for something. You're their newly assigned yeoman, try to make a good first impression! ... And fail because your crush is starting to show. 03. AFTERMATH; Red alert is over (thank goodness!) but you were injured during the attack. The person that saved you was very professional and now you want to thank them ... in your own way. 04. MISSION; For whatever reason, you don't want that person to go down to the planet and damn the consequences if they can't understand why. 05. SYSTEM FAILURE; There are only so many ways to fuck up on a starship but you somehow managed it in front of the one person you wanted to impress. Is it a personal or public matter? Never mind, the humiliation is absolute. 06. TIME AND PLACE; Turbo-lifts, corridors, medical wings, shuttle bays. Who cares that you're on duty! Your shifts keep alternating and right now you can't keep your hands off that special someone when you might not see them again for days. 07. BITTERSWEET; One of you is safe, the other is not. Say goodbye to your lover because space is Disease and Danger wrapped up in Darkness and Silence. 08. AMBASSADOR; Maybe you're not a member of the Federation's Starfleet contingent at all! Are you a visiting dignitary? How exciting. And is everyone on this ship that cute? 09. VIEW-SCREEN; Though you may be light-years apart, technology keeps the romance strong. 10. SEX POLLEN; The oldest space-trope of all and a certifiable classic. Good luck getting it out of your system without a little help. 11. CLOSE QUARTERS; Sonics are down and filtration systems are on a conservation order until you reach the next starbase for repairs. Conserve water the old way and share a shower. 12. SECURITY BREACH; With the ship on lock-down you are trapped together in a single room and can't get out. Engineering reports that the doors will open in an hour, so there is no need to panic. In fact, this is the perfect opportunity to get to know your fellow detainee. 13. THE CONN; You have it! Now all you need is someone in your lap to share it. 14. XENO-KINK; Because everybody has one in space. 15. AYE, SIR; Power-play. Who said you were dismissed, officer?

Comments

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Wow...No--I mean I should have picked up on it but I didn't, but it's--[She giggles, wiggling her fingertips and watching the light lace around her]

Cool. Tingles a bit. You have a lot of control, most people can only do big motions. Less finesse.

[polariity]

I've had a lot of practice. [He's starting to smile a bit too, not just a grin or a smirk. Tension he hadn't thought was in his shoulders leaks away.]

When you're on a thip, can't really get it out in the uthual big wayth. [He should just keep this as a one night swing, but he can't help it. He lets his fingers press against hers, the light lacing around them, small shapes warping the lines of red and blue.]

Even before, I wath pretty careful, I gueth.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She watches with unbridled fascination. She knew psionics before. Met them, spoke with the great ones who volunteered to work their ships now, with great pay and without the horrible biowires in their skin. She'd watched them move ships through space, watch them move boulders, but nothing was quite as fascinating as the intricate movements of his psionics across their skin.]

It's beautiful. I suppose being careful and cautious only makes the same power bend inwards. You could move a ship but you use it to draw lines in the air but its the same power either way.

[polariity]

There were actually a lot of people who wanted me to join up ath a helmtroll. I got kind of tired of it.

Maybe that'sth part of why I left Alternia...

[Yeah, he's drunk. He really shouldn't be babbling about this to any cute troll who gives him a drink.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

It's prestigious but draining. I understand why you wouldn't--I mean. You have so much more freedom like this. Not that we aren't trying to give the helmstrolls more freedom, but--you can leave the ship, go on leave, whenever you desire. Don't have to make sure you're not leaving the ship dead in space or the like.

[polariity]

To be honetht, I probably thouldn't be in charge of an entire thip anyway. [His grin is a little lopsided now.] I'd probably get a moodthwing and fly the whole thing into a thtar.

Ath navigator, I can only make the thuggestion to fly into one, ha.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Maybe we should make it a policy that every helmsman had a red quadrant on board. [She winks] No tossing your quadrants into the nearest star I assume.

[polariity]

[He tries not to look into that statement too much. Or the way she winks at him. It's just harmlessly flirting, it doesn't mean anything]

Good luck finding anyone willing to put up with our emotional atheth. [Then, because fuck it-] Unleth you're offering?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I think I could think of a few--[She stops, blushing and taking another large sip] I--Even if I was, no one takes me up on things. My quadrants are a mess and no one wants to long distance quadrant and no one wants to be my tag along either, even if humans don't get quadrants for shit and they would just accept me needing them there--aaand shit sorry. I didn't--fuck. You were joking.

[Even if it's become a bit more obvious he's not the first person she's hit on, it's even more obvious she's never really talked about it]

[polariity]

[Okay wow seems to be going through his head a lot today. For a second he doesn't know what to say, so he just pours more alcohol down his throat like that'll somehow bring him the perfect answer. It doesn't.]

[He was just being stupid and drunk, already given up on any sort of decent quadrant while in the Fleet, already sort of given up on any sort of quadrant period because he's such a disaster, but she's for real, right? Drunk honesty, how much trust can you put in that?]

[His tongue finally fumbles out something. It's not particularly witty, but it's the first thing to come tumbling out his thinkpan and make it out his protein chute.]

I, uh. I don't know your name.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She's just embarrassed at this point. How drunk do you have to be, she wonders, to get to this. ]

I thought I--fuck. Let's start over. I'm Paasht. Paasht Madlen. Between titles at the moment but I went by the Disciple during all that. Most people still call me that, but my friends and quadrants call me Paasht.

[polariity]

Artolo Apemith. I haven't really done thit to get a title- I mean, everyone on the thip callth me "Thionic" but I'm pretty sure everyone in the Fleet callth every thionic "Thionic" becauthe they're unimaginative bulgebrainth.

What I'm thaying here ith you can call me Thii if you want.

[He is so drunk and so fucked. That really was too much alcohol in one drink before. Clearly the solution is to drink more.]

Do you want to finith our drink and... I dunno, head to your block after thith? Maybe?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Psii? [She takes another large sip because if a little is good, more must be better and really how much more can she embarrass herself. It's not as if she's isn't openly flirting with and propositioning a troll she met not ten minutes ago]

I like your hatchname though. It would have an s in it huh? Cursed to never be able to say your own name. [She giggles and leans over to kiss his cheek] That sounds like a good idea. Wait til you see how much space they give visiting dignitaries.

[polariity]

Hey I can thay the firtht-

[Oh shit she kissed him]

[On the cheek but that's the most action he's got since there was a French person on the ship.

...Huh? Oh, right, thpathe, right, thoundth good.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[Wow she's taking you to her block. It's not to cuddle Psii. Okay it's to cuddle AFTER sex but. Wow its a kiss]

Space and really nice showers. [Sip] Should I kiss you again? You were cute.

[polariity]

[Damn straight "wow it's a kiss". He is probably so desperate it's sad but WHATEVER. He is drunk and this cute troll has been hitting on him consistently, it's a holy miracle.]

Heheheheh. Well I won't thay no although you might want to be careful in giving me too many ideath.

[His psionics are starting to crackle and curl around his horns now, a sign he's sort of nervous and excited.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

You're sparking. Good sparking or bad sparking?

[She doesn't really give him enough time to respond before she leans in to kiss him again, this time on the lips. It lingers just long enough to give him plenty of ideas]

[polariity]

[Good sparking but he really doesn't get to say that because holy shit. She has apparently no reservations and that's really hot although it's possible he's biased because her mouth is on his mouth.]

[The psionic energy crackles down to his fingers, looping around them before dispersing a bit just enough to start making his glass hover. When she pulls away, he tries to follow and nearly ends up falling off his seat for his trouble. A bit of floundering has him keep a grip on the table to avoid this disaster.]

...Tho. Your room?

[He's not saying he's sort of dazed and turned on but.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She laughs softly when he tries to follow her right out of the kiss. Wasn't he supposed to be a one night stand, but it seems wrong to treat it like that. He's so sweet. Adorable. Eager. She barely knows him but it really feels like she should have.

For now, she tries to remain the thinking party here.]

Let's, before we're that couple at the bar.

[The nice thing about the future is everything is automatic and her check is already squared away. She waves her hand at the bartended, pushes what little remains of her drink away and stands. To her credit, she's not even stumbling]

[polariity]

I've only ever been the angry drunk nerd at the bar, tho to be honetht I wouldn't mind. It'd be a change of pace.

[Okay that's only partially true. Sometimes he's been the overly morose drunk nerd, but it all depends on where he's swinging at any given time. He gets up himself and... Well, the booze is affecting him more because he's a skinny disaster so there's left troll for it to travel. But on the bright side, being a psionic means always getting to say "fuck you" to walking.]

[So he follows after her, a faint psionic glow apparent around his legs as he floats... and okay yeah maybe he is going for a butt touch with them too, shut up.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[Her hands are busy stretching above her head, a feat when she's walking at the same time, and it takes all her concentration not to stumble into him. That concentration fails when she feels a touch, definitely on the butt, definitely that tingly weird sensation.]

Did you just--[Then she notices him floating and she laughs, a giddy sort of disbelieving laugh] Did I get you so drunk you have to float?

[polariity]

Yeth.

But I'm not drunk enough not to pail tho I'm thtill fine.

[He has priorities.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She snorts, shaking her head]

Are you going to regret it in the morning? Am I going to wake up to you frantically running away?

[polariity]

Pleathe, I'm not that much of a lother.

[She's going to wake up to him flipping his shit and wondering how to say he wants to get to know her better while he has a freakout about if he should be allowed that.]

[Obviously.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

The kiss on the cheek reaction makes me thing you are just that much of a loser, but I like losers, lucky for you.

[Room get. She steps in, letting him past her as she puts a lock code on the door. No need to be disturbed.]

Make yourself at home. [It's quite large, with a large bed in the middle and a coon in the back corner] I just use the bed to sit on at this point. No point in making them take it out when I'll have to leave at some point.