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?

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

That would be lovely. [He gets a bit of a smile for his troubles and she shifts to sit up. Oh great her hair weighs a ton]

[polariity]

Alright.

[He pushes himself off the coon, psionics nabbing the bag so that he can rustle through it himself. There's a moment when he goes back to the bathroom as well, just to snag a pair of cups of water. It's good to keep his mind busy. Who knows? He might actually avoid a flip out and look decent.]

[Soon enough, he's floating- and the cups too- back into the room.]

Alright, here'th the drug fairy.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She's wringing her hair out when he comes back and she's even made it to sitting on the edge of the coon instead of wallowing in it]

I am sorely disappointed. All the human literature depicts fairies with wings.

[polariity]

Thorry, they're thtored in my nook. I'll need to be fucked twice before they come out. You want thith or not?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

What a great surprise I have in store for next time. Yes please. [She holds out her hands imploringly]

[polariity]

Ta da.

[A pill and a cup are floated over to her. Psii, in the meantime, shovels two into his mouth before draining his own cup of water.]

Hallelujah, let'sth hope they're quick working.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Here's hoping. [After she down the pill, she sips quietly] Humans have the right of things in some areas I suppose.

[polariity]

Booze and drugth, thoundth great.

...Tho, uh. You are thober, right?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I'm not that cheap a drunk, to still be feeling it like that in the morning.

[polariity]

Hey, I jutht met you latht night. I don't know how you react to liquor.

...Thoooo we're thober.

[He has literally no idea how to start this conversation.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Yes. Yes we are. U m--I guess we should talk about last night.

[polariity]

Probably.

[There are small sparks going up his horns again, but the lines they carve through the air are more jagged and sharp than the ones from last night.]

...Were you for real?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I was--stop worrying.

[She reaches for his horns, running her fingers up from the base of the largest two, face softening even as she shakes her head]

I was for real. Drunk and probably presuming on you a bit too much but real enough. I do understand if you don't--if it's--you know.

[polariity]

[There's just the briefest of moments where he tenses up before he loosens with a shudder, letting out a slow long breath. He's snapped at people who've gotten touchy with his horns before, mostly on the basis of aliens having no goddamn sense of personal space, but... this is okay. He thinks.]

I have problemth. It'sth why motht of my quadrantsth go fuck-up-thidewayth before. Even without your own weird cluthterfuck, there'th thtill that I'm thinking about. You don't really get an idea of it when I'm jutht a one night thtand.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[She lets them run back down, settling in his hair for a long moment]

So we get to know each other. If it works out, it works out. I know I was being presumptous, offering that, but I like you. You didn't run--or didn't run in the end when I told you about Signless. You're snarky and sweet and well--really good in bed for what it's worth.

1/2

[polariity]

[Very slowly and unsurely, he begins to relax into her fingers.]

I thee you're thtill calling me thweet, tho you might thtill be drunk. And to be fair, I thtill might run away becauth of him, I mean banging two famouth people ith thort of-

[polariity]

Wait, no, hold on.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

...Oh no, is this a two thing again?

[polariity]

[Yeah, it's the two thing.]

It'sth perfect.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Meet him before you declare it perfect on account of there being two of us.

[polariity]

Okay, fine, it'sth perfect in theory. I thought you liked him?

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

I love him, pity him and occasionally hate him. I know he'll adore you and I'm pretty sure you'll like him if you like me. I just don't think it's because of twos.

[polariity]

But it ith a thelling point.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

For you, anything in pairs is a selling point it seems.

[polariity]

Pretty thure you thought a pair of bulgeth wath a thelling point latht night.