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bakerstreet2016-11-05 11:02 pm
Spaceships. Also, space "ships."
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funandcutememes (funandcutememes) wrote in bakerstreet2016-11-05 11:02 pm
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[ooc: 'Cause I can't help but love a crossover like this. She's in Ops, probably Engineering.]
Isaac huffed through his nostrils and walked over to his bed. It’d been a long day and he couldn’t wait to get into bed. For various reasons. He had just gotten back from the wash room and he was still wearing his white robe. He was freshly shaved and the after shave felt cool and quite welcomed across his warm flesh. There was one more important task to complete, however, before he would turn off the lights.
Isaac activated the communication device and through the holograms he punched in his lover’s number.
It was a hell of a thing, he had promised himself he would never do a long distance relationship again and yet here he was doing just that with Bard! Six months apart was difficult as it was, but somehow the distance made it even more difficult. Literally on different worlds and making time for each other each day (or night) on the communicator.
Isaac activated the communication device and through the holograms he punched in his lover’s number.
It was a hell of a thing, he had promised himself he would never do a long distance relationship again and yet here he was doing just that with Bard! Six months apart was difficult as it was, but somehow the distance made it even more difficult. Literally on different worlds and making time for each other each day (or night) on the communicator.
[ medical sciences!! (but she often volunteers recklessly to go planetside on the away team...)
also, often mistaken for a Vulcan despite how expressive she is. ]
also, often mistaken for a Vulcan despite how expressive she is. ]
Mineva Zabi | Gundam Unicorn | OTA for gen, F/M for ship
searchforpeace
2016-11-06 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Definitely an Academy student or possibly on her first ship assignment. Keenly interested in space politics but not so bad with technology either.]
[Former Starfleet psychologist who doubled as a chemist. Was part of an away mission that got attacked by hostile forces, and was assumed dead with the others. The attack left him heavily scarred, and he's been living on this alien world ever since.]
[Chief Medical Officer and the steadiest hands within Starfleet.]
(OoC: Command and easily captain of the ship. Alternatively, we can go back to younger years and have her as part of the Academy.)
His boyfriend was brilliant and amazing at his job. Bard himself was also amazing at his job but he wasn't altogether brilliant, he was just good at getting things done and getting supplies where they needed to go. Isaac was one of the single most talented engineers the Starfleet had! And somehow, someway, they'd fallen for one another. It had happened unexpectedly really, before Bard was even sent to the god-forsaken frozen planet he was now stationed at.
Before being shipped out, his team had a week long layover schedule at Isaac's station. In that week they had met, dated, fallen madly for each other, and then Bard was gone seemingly the next minute. That was six months ago and each month that passed seemed an eternity since he'd known the man in the flesh.
He was late for their comm date but that was nothing new. The weather was too unpredictable out here and sometimes the comms went out completely. Luckily, he was only ten minutes late and when he rushed into his room and turned on the desktop PADD he was still wearing his giant marshmallow of a snow coat. "Isaac!" Bard gave him an emotion filled smile as he pushed the fur-lined hood back and sat down in front of the computer. "Isaac, you look good. Have a good day?"
Before being shipped out, his team had a week long layover schedule at Isaac's station. In that week they had met, dated, fallen madly for each other, and then Bard was gone seemingly the next minute. That was six months ago and each month that passed seemed an eternity since he'd known the man in the flesh.
He was late for their comm date but that was nothing new. The weather was too unpredictable out here and sometimes the comms went out completely. Luckily, he was only ten minutes late and when he rushed into his room and turned on the desktop PADD he was still wearing his giant marshmallow of a snow coat. "Isaac!" Bard gave him an emotion filled smile as he pushed the fur-lined hood back and sat down in front of the computer. "Isaac, you look good. Have a good day?"
Isaac had a big grin as soon as Bard patched in to the call. He moved and readjusted the robe around his neck. “Hey, hey!” He was laying on his side, one elbow to prop him up, and the other hand over his robe on his chest. “You look good and ready for some chocolate and a graham!” He teased him with half a grin. “I’m good, it’s actually pretty boring up here, everything is working so well I don’t have much to do but read off good numbers. I mean, I’m starting to want to rig the vending machines for something to do!” He lightly chuckled.
He loved Bard’s long hair and that facial hair, it seemed to always be just enough and it added such a nice contour to his face!
“What about you, take down any wild penguins?” His thumb idly rubbed at the collar of his robe as the looked over Bard’s face.
He loved Bard’s long hair and that facial hair, it seemed to always be just enough and it added such a nice contour to his face!
“What about you, take down any wild penguins?” His thumb idly rubbed at the collar of his robe as the looked over Bard’s face.
"No penguins, not today." Bard chuckled and lowered his eyes before looking off to the side and then to Isaac again. That was quite the pose the man was striking there in just a robe and he felt his face heated for different reasons certainly. He cleared his throat before looking up again.
"We found more of those runes I was telling you about. The scientists don't know what it is, some kind of ancient language, but they can't decipher it yet. We also found some strange statues. It's eerie, Isaac." His brows furrowed and he studied the figure on the PADD a moment before he unzipped the large coat and shrugged it off. Underneath was a simple sweater with the classic Starfleet red and black on it, a variation of the traditional uniform.
"I wish more than ever I was there with you. Something about this place gives me a bad feeling. I don't know what it is... maybe I'm just missing you." Bard gave a small, playful smile. "You could be my chocolate and graham, huh?" It was a lame flirtation, but it made him happy to say it and he chuckled after.
"We found more of those runes I was telling you about. The scientists don't know what it is, some kind of ancient language, but they can't decipher it yet. We also found some strange statues. It's eerie, Isaac." His brows furrowed and he studied the figure on the PADD a moment before he unzipped the large coat and shrugged it off. Underneath was a simple sweater with the classic Starfleet red and black on it, a variation of the traditional uniform.
"I wish more than ever I was there with you. Something about this place gives me a bad feeling. I don't know what it is... maybe I'm just missing you." Bard gave a small, playful smile. "You could be my chocolate and graham, huh?" It was a lame flirtation, but it made him happy to say it and he chuckled after.
Isaac chuckled and gave Bard a small nod. “Yeah, I might need to be!” He licked his lips and lowered his eyes to Bard’s chin. He recalled the previous mentioning of the runes and the mentions of the statues was new. “Is there someone on site that can decipher those runes?” It wasn’t too far fetched that there would be an ancient language on the planet, given they went in knowing that there was some life on the planet prior—though, from what he’s learned from Bard, it seemed some time since there was life there.
“I’m going up for review tomorrow, so we’ll know by then if I’m going to be able to come join you… I don’t think I’ll get denied for the transfer but.. if I do I can try again in three weeks.” It had been something they talked about before and both decided it would be a good opportunity for them to be close. This sort of social encounter was part of the life anymore. People went to the ends of the universe to be with someone they could stand.
Isaac could more than stand Bard, that’s for sure.
“I’m going up for review tomorrow, so we’ll know by then if I’m going to be able to come join you… I don’t think I’ll get denied for the transfer but.. if I do I can try again in three weeks.” It had been something they talked about before and both decided it would be a good opportunity for them to be close. This sort of social encounter was part of the life anymore. People went to the ends of the universe to be with someone they could stand.
Isaac could more than stand Bard, that’s for sure.
He still wasn't sure this was the best idea. Bard wanted to be with Isaac, very much, that wasn't at all the question. If they could keep their romance going this long off of one short and precious week together then surely they had real hope of making this work long term. The question for Bard was this planet. Life was hard here and while he knew Isaac could handle it, it was still a week away from the nearest space station and more or less a giant ball of ice with a permanent snow drift that could cover their whole camp any given night of the week.
It wasn't cozy or homey like where Isaac was now. More than that, Bard knew it was his gut feeling that something was wrong with this place, that had him questioning whether he wanted Isaac here too. However, they had already talked about it several times and as much as Bard told Isaac he could stay there and might do better staying there, his partner was determined to at least try and come out to be with him.
Their operation could use a brilliant engineer certainly. It was hard to find any good personnel that was willing to come out here. "They'll be sad to lose you, I'm sure," Bard offered with a thin smile, not bothering to hide the concern in the slight furrow of his brow or in the look of his eyes. "But your record is impeccable, they have no reason to deny your request. Isaac..." Bard sighed and looked down a moment and then up again. "If you're sure. ...I do miss you, badly."
It wasn't cozy or homey like where Isaac was now. More than that, Bard knew it was his gut feeling that something was wrong with this place, that had him questioning whether he wanted Isaac here too. However, they had already talked about it several times and as much as Bard told Isaac he could stay there and might do better staying there, his partner was determined to at least try and come out to be with him.
Their operation could use a brilliant engineer certainly. It was hard to find any good personnel that was willing to come out here. "They'll be sad to lose you, I'm sure," Bard offered with a thin smile, not bothering to hide the concern in the slight furrow of his brow or in the look of his eyes. "But your record is impeccable, they have no reason to deny your request. Isaac..." Bard sighed and looked down a moment and then up again. "If you're sure. ...I do miss you, badly."
“Yeah, me too.” Isaac shared, though he didn’t really care all that much what the station needed, or wanted. The point was, everything was running smoothly and with someone of his caliber he could be of better use in a colony that really needed an engineer with his kind of credentials. Any out of school engineer would be able to keep this hunk of junk up and running in space, everything was text book smooth. “Yeah, anyway.. I mean, I’m not getting any younger.” He brought a hand up to rub at his short hair peppered with white. “In this life I want to be around what I like, what makes me happy, what I love… and that’s you and what I can do there.” He looked aside the video feed, which indicated some embarrassment for his romantic mush. After a huff through his nostrils he looked back to Bard with a grin.
“I uh..” He licked his lips and grinned before he looked away again. “I want this… I want us.”
“I uh..” He licked his lips and grinned before he looked away again. “I want this… I want us.”
How could he say no to that. A dopey grin spread his lips a moment before Bard tried to get a handle on it and calm it down, but the more Isaac kept avoiding looking at him through the computer screen, the more Bard kept grinning and he chuckled at the last. "I do too. Isaac."
He reached up and trailed his fingers along the view screen, wishing he could touch the man on the other side as if it were merely a window that separated them and not thousand and thousands of light years. "I miss you so damn much. I think about you all the time. We'll keep our dates right, while you're en route?" It would take a solid week even by the fastest shuttle for Isaac to fly here from his current post. The sad thing was that likely the shuttle wouldn't have a clear enough signal for any regular calls between them.
But, they could try, and if anyone could get it to work it would be Isaac. Bard grinned again and it was his turn to look away a moment. "Just, don't bring that cologne, alright? The air is thin enough in this station as is." Of course he was joking. One of their first heavy make-out sessions Bard had gone into a coughing fit from accidentally licking a spot on Isaac's neck with a ridiculous amount of his cologne. It had been a joke between them ever since.
He reached up and trailed his fingers along the view screen, wishing he could touch the man on the other side as if it were merely a window that separated them and not thousand and thousands of light years. "I miss you so damn much. I think about you all the time. We'll keep our dates right, while you're en route?" It would take a solid week even by the fastest shuttle for Isaac to fly here from his current post. The sad thing was that likely the shuttle wouldn't have a clear enough signal for any regular calls between them.
But, they could try, and if anyone could get it to work it would be Isaac. Bard grinned again and it was his turn to look away a moment. "Just, don't bring that cologne, alright? The air is thin enough in this station as is." Of course he was joking. One of their first heavy make-out sessions Bard had gone into a coughing fit from accidentally licking a spot on Isaac's neck with a ridiculous amount of his cologne. It had been a joke between them ever since.
( operations or command, basically anything more fight-y or lead-y fight-y. still an Elf, maybe Elves thought related to the Vulcanians or something, flexible on that. c: )
Isaac snorted. “Hey, …. I only wear that for you.” He gestured to the video before he chuckled. “Alright, alright… I get it.” He looked off the video feed and his brows rose. “I’ll leave it for some schmuck in the bathroom.” He looked back to Bard. “I’ll keep the messages coming to you, but we may not be able to get on a live channel through the warp speeds.” He looked over Bard’s face. “My messages might come… after I get there — or after we come out of warp speed.” He blinked and huffed over a grin. “Listen, when I get there.. I won’t be able to see you right away, but send me your bunk info and I’ll come as soon as I get settled.”
Which led to another point:
“Do you… want people to know?”
Which led to another point:
“Do you… want people to know?”
Uh-oh.
Bard's eyebrows shot up and he looked like a cat caught in a tractor beam at that question. He gave a small stammer and ended up holding a breath in his mouth before letting it out in a loud huff. "I d- didn't... I- oh no, Isaac." Bard rubbed his face and scratched at one corner of his mustache.
"I didn't think to ask you. Everybody here already knows all about us, I talk about you all the time." Literally everyone on the project knew about his long-distance romance, in fact they would know him by name, know his favorite food, know about the time Isaac and he got drunk and tried to get into the Holodeck when someone was already in it! It had never occurred to him that Isaac might want to keep their relationship quiet. Bard shook his head and covered his mouth with one hand. "I'm sorry."
Bard's eyebrows shot up and he looked like a cat caught in a tractor beam at that question. He gave a small stammer and ended up holding a breath in his mouth before letting it out in a loud huff. "I d- didn't... I- oh no, Isaac." Bard rubbed his face and scratched at one corner of his mustache.
"I didn't think to ask you. Everybody here already knows all about us, I talk about you all the time." Literally everyone on the project knew about his long-distance romance, in fact they would know him by name, know his favorite food, know about the time Isaac and he got drunk and tried to get into the Holodeck when someone was already in it! It had never occurred to him that Isaac might want to keep their relationship quiet. Bard shook his head and covered his mouth with one hand. "I'm sorry."
“Oh!” Isaac had a big grin to his lips. “Well, okay.. that answers that.” He didn’t mind it too much, he hadn’t really been in any position where his relationships had to be kept quiet. They also weren’t anywhere near within the same departments and no one was anyone’s superior—so, on that front, they were free to do as they pleased. “So, I guess that means if I run across you in the corridors I can give that body of yours a hug and those lips of yours a kiss.. yeah?” He was even more excited. “Or is showing public affection too embarrassing for you?” He cocked his head and brought the tip of his tongue to the top of his lip before he continued.
“I’ll have my own office, my own bay, my own team… I think we could get away with a lot of things.. yeah?”
“I’ll have my own office, my own bay, my own team… I think we could get away with a lot of things.. yeah?”
"A hug--" would be nice, he began to say before it suddenly went from romantic and cute to outright dirty. Bard had a hard time stopping that grin again and he chuckled while looking off to the side and shaking his head. Isaac always knew exactly how to fluster and excite him. That robe, for one thing, was really not appropriate comm apparel!
"I imagine so, if we don't get our hands on real alcohol again, maybe." They weren't nearly as sleuthy as they thought they were once drunk. Bard screwed his lips to the side and lowered his chin before looking up from under his brow to the sight Isaac made. He wouldn't mind bending over the man's desk, any time.
He cleared his throat softly. "I look forward to it..." Bard could feel himself getting overly warm under the high collar of his uniform sweater, and he lowered his hand to rest on his chest. He could feel his heart pounding fast and eagerly. "Isaac..." Now there was no smile at all, just a stare full of need with frustration behind it.
"I imagine so, if we don't get our hands on real alcohol again, maybe." They weren't nearly as sleuthy as they thought they were once drunk. Bard screwed his lips to the side and lowered his chin before looking up from under his brow to the sight Isaac made. He wouldn't mind bending over the man's desk, any time.
He cleared his throat softly. "I look forward to it..." Bard could feel himself getting overly warm under the high collar of his uniform sweater, and he lowered his hand to rest on his chest. He could feel his heart pounding fast and eagerly. "Isaac..." Now there was no smile at all, just a stare full of need with frustration behind it.
Tau Volantis was a gorgeous wasteland covered in white and shadow. The mountains prickled out of the snow in sharp edges and claws. They seemed to reach up for the sky as if waiting for something to pull them out from that snowy grave. It was incredible, something he had never seen before and each minute more he was here began to fill him with a stronger excitement. Not only was he going to see Bard, but he was going to be able to do what he enjoyed on this beautiful planet, perhaps even be here for some pretty cool discoveries.
So far he was entranced by the sight of the world, not at all apprehensive the closer the hover bus took him to the main site. It was no secret, really, that a lot of the funding for these explorations came from a tied fund between government and religion—both factions became more and more interested in the ascend that they worked out funding between the two of their factions and created a new order that oversaw a lot of the activities out in the deepest parts of space.
So far, this had to be the furthest he’s gone. Most planets held a different type of wasteland scene. They were dry, plain, desert-like, and boring with a lack of movement. This planet was different. There were high winds, snow drift, cracking ice, and lights that played off the snow in a shimmering beauty that spoke all sorts of color. Once the bus made into the port bay Isaac, along with some of the others who came for their shift off planet, moved slowly off the bus and through the facility to the train that would take them to their designated bays.
It was about fourteen hours since Isaac arrived at the site before he was finally out of his room and headed toward Bard’s quarters. He had to freshen up, take a nap, eat something, before he was on his way, but he was feeling even better now. Although, the gravity here was still something he needed to get used to—despite the equalizer making it somewhat normal it was never universal across the board and there were a lot of things he would need to get accustomed to.
So far he was entranced by the sight of the world, not at all apprehensive the closer the hover bus took him to the main site. It was no secret, really, that a lot of the funding for these explorations came from a tied fund between government and religion—both factions became more and more interested in the ascend that they worked out funding between the two of their factions and created a new order that oversaw a lot of the activities out in the deepest parts of space.
So far, this had to be the furthest he’s gone. Most planets held a different type of wasteland scene. They were dry, plain, desert-like, and boring with a lack of movement. This planet was different. There were high winds, snow drift, cracking ice, and lights that played off the snow in a shimmering beauty that spoke all sorts of color. Once the bus made into the port bay Isaac, along with some of the others who came for their shift off planet, moved slowly off the bus and through the facility to the train that would take them to their designated bays.
It was about fourteen hours since Isaac arrived at the site before he was finally out of his room and headed toward Bard’s quarters. He had to freshen up, take a nap, eat something, before he was on his way, but he was feeling even better now. Although, the gravity here was still something he needed to get used to—despite the equalizer making it somewhat normal it was never universal across the board and there were a lot of things he would need to get accustomed to.
That week seemed like the whole last six months all at once. It took forever, it might as well have been seven years and not seven days. A few patchy signals had come through from Isaac's shuttle but for the most part, it was dead space between them and Bard felt like he was going insane with waiting. He was anxious, short on patience, and short on his attention span. More than once his commanding officer had to pull him aside and talk to him about getting his mind on the present.
Finally, at last, he heard that Isaac's shuttle had arrived safely. After that he relaxed somewhat but it still felt as if every minute took light years. By the time the door chimed, Bard was exhausted. He rushed to the door quickly and rubbed his hands together with extreme anxiousness as it took forever to slide open. The moment he saw Isaac, he clung to him as hard as he could, arms around his shoulders and a desperate little huff. His full weight was hanging off the poor man as he hung onto him. He promised himself then and there that he would never let Isaac out of his reach again, not for anything.
Finally, at last, he heard that Isaac's shuttle had arrived safely. After that he relaxed somewhat but it still felt as if every minute took light years. By the time the door chimed, Bard was exhausted. He rushed to the door quickly and rubbed his hands together with extreme anxiousness as it took forever to slide open. The moment he saw Isaac, he clung to him as hard as he could, arms around his shoulders and a desperate little huff. His full weight was hanging off the poor man as he hung onto him. He promised himself then and there that he would never let Isaac out of his reach again, not for anything.
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