Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Quarters - Cmdr Zef Rollo

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Quarters - Cmdr Zef Rollo

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Quarters - Cmdr Zef Rollo
It had been a long day in the office. Yeoman Dave Brooks and Zef had gone through all the crew records making sure all essential information was present. It was tedious and time consuming. They’d moved his console into her inner office so she could answer questions without shouting when he came upon some unknown. She hadn’t taken a lunch break, although Dave did, preferring to keep at it and get it over with. By the time they finished the day, there were only 67 files left and Fin thought she would have those done the next day.

Returning to her quarters, she fixed herself a glass of chilled wine, stripped in the bedroom and took the drink into the shower with her. As the sonic pulses helped ease her muscles, the wine did the same for her mind. After several moments of quiet respite, Zef picked up a specially treated sponge and began to rub her skin all over until it glowed with good health. Using fingertips, she rubbed her scalp and fluffed her hair several times to make sure it was clean also.

When the glass was empty she exited the shower, refilled it and then began rubbing a special lotion into her skin. With almost no pigmentation, she had to be careful about certain wavelengths of light that could damage her. The protections were built into the lotion. It also smelled good and after a lifetime of doing it, she didn’t think of it as anything but normal.

As she slipped into a traditional komak, this one a dark teal with golden threads running through it, Zef was thinking of what she wanted for dinner. Walking through the bedroom to the living room on bare feet, she pulled her hair up and over so the white cloud settled over her left shoulder. Just as she was about to speak to the replicator, the door chime sounded. She sighed and turned her eyes upward, whispering “Please don’t be work. Please don’t be work…”

—Zef

Twenty minutes prior, Alex has stepped out of his own shower. One of the perks of being the Captain of one of the biggest vessels in Star Fleet: his shower was capable of sending hot water or sonic waves. Opting for the former,, he had scrubbed himself clean from the sheen of sweat that had covered him after his workout. The soap he used was a gift from his father who made it himself. It smelled of wood, leather, and a hint of the herbal overtones of whiskey without the alcohol. Dressing himself in a heather-colored shirt with three buttons that remained open at the top, blue jeans, and brown suede boots; he picked up a bottle of wine made from Andalusian grapes but grown on Vulcan and left his quarters and made his way to the Counselor’s quarters, taking care to not be seen by anyone.

As the door slid open, he smiled warmly and held up the bottle. “Commander. If I am not in error, I believe I promised you a taste of my family’s vineyard. Unless now isn’t a good time?”

Cochrane, CO

The smile that graced her face was genuine at seeing Alex there. The offering of wine and the casual mode of dress were promising hints of what might come later in the evening.

“Alex, how nice! No, you picked a great time. I was almost afraid to answer the door because I thought it might have something to do with work and believe me, I’ve had enough of that today.”

She stepped aside. “Come in, come in.” Suddenly, the night ahead held a lot of pleasant promise. “Let me get a couple of glasses.” When she turned away to head to the kitchenette, the bareness down the open side of the komak came into view. The only thing that interrupted the naked side of her was the golden belt that kept the garment closed. Used to wearing the garment in her quarters, Zef didn’t even think about the intimate exposure.

—Zef

Alex stepped into the room and eyes moved of their own accord across the Counselor’s form and took in the surprising amount of bare flesh that the komak left exposed. The corner of his mouth smiled involuntarily and he softly cleared his throat to interrupt any further musings.

“Long day, I take it? Had a few of those myself recently.” and he chuckled and tore his eyes away from white skin and traditional garb to look around the room. “I like your place. It feels very… relaxed.”

Cochrane