Forget adventure. Starfleet is all about romance.

[atyourservices]

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]

Well here's the deal on me. I'm polyquadrant--not my word, it's Signless's thing but it works. It means I possibly like more than one person in my quadrant. And I blur them. I'm usually in more than one with a person at a time.

[polariity]

...Wait am I in your quadrant?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I--[She's bright green now shit. Not. Sober. Enough.] We don't--That's way too serious for my level of drunkenness. If you wanted to be, at some point when we are not drunk and we can talk about it like real adult trolls, I'm open to it.

[polariity]

You called me thweet.

[Psii you're drunk go home]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Yes.

[She wants cake and she doesn't even really like sweets all that much]

[polariity]

[Gently pulling his towel crown down over his face.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Does this mean I can have the cake?

[polariity]

[No response!]

[Except for the fork that's still floating, which stabs down on another piece of cake to offer her.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Can you even see me?

[She leans forward to snatch the cake off the fork]

[polariity]

I can thenthe you.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

That's convenient. So are you going to hide all day?

[polariity]

It'sth raw talent, tho eat my nook.



...Where did you even get that I'm thweet? There'th thomething wrong with you.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I think I did that. Or came close enough.

[She leans on her hand] You're sweet when you think no one will notice or call you on it.

[polariity]

No. [The towel is pulled up a bit, revealing one blue eye squinting at her in suspicion.] I am not thweet, when did I even act like that?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Sure you did. You just don't like to admit to it I think.

[polariity]

You're not giving me any proof, tho I am ignoring your temporary brain lapthe clearly brought on by booze. You're welcome.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I don't need proof, I'm a diplomat. I'm trained to see what you don't want me to see.

With my eyes.

[Okay she's a little drunk]

[polariity]

Thought you were trained to uthe your mouth.

[It's okay he is too]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

What can I say, I'm talented. I can multitask.

[polariity]

[He slouches down a bit on his seat, resting his chin on his crossed arms that are now on the table and trying to ignore how his towel crown is crumpling.]

Thould multitathk on me.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Wow did all that not count? I'm purretty sure that counted.

[polariity]

I multitathked more than you.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Wow having psionic is cheating.

[polariity]

Yeth. Deal with it.

[He waggles his eyebrows in what is obviously a super attractive way.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She rolls her eyes and leans over to kiss his cheek. Or what cheek she can find under the towel mountain]

Dealing, o master of the handless grope.