Posted by Ensign Ka’sora Pru’moa Daveyla (Science Officer) in Mess Hall- Scientific Inquiry

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sebastian d’Aramis (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Mess Hall- Scientific Inquiry

Posted by Ensign Ka’sora Pru’moa Daveyla (Science Officer) in Mess Hall- Scientific Inquiry
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Ka’sora laughed lightly at the sheer delight he expressed. It was one of those small things, even if it was done for comedic effect, that made her gaze a little bit more deeply at the man.

He started to offer the spoon to Ka’Sora, then quickly stoppe. “You’re not allergic to nuts, are you?” (OOC: And no, that is not a loaded question!!)

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

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She shook her head. “I don’t believe so. I’ve have nuts from different planets before, sna dso far so good. Though any unknown food is a potential allergen.” Ka’sora smirked. “We just have to experiment and see what happens.”

~Ensign Ka’sora

He moved the spoon back towardher mouth and added, “Perhaps if this experiment goes well, we can continue our experimentation into other areas?”

Ka’sora’s ears shifted position honing in more deeply on him, parting her lips a little.

A corner of his mouth turned up into a grin, as he slid thespoon into Ka’Sora’s anticipating mouth. . . . .

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

Her golden eyes were alight as Ka’sora closed her lips around the spoon and pulled back, the nut now in her mouth. She chewed and though there was a crunch, the nut was creamy, rich tasting. It was different than the mixed taste in the drink. On their own, these nuts were quite delightful.

Swallowing, she smiled. “I like that better than the drink, actually.” Ka’sora leaned in over the table just a little towards him. “And you make an interesting proposal. But I would caution you Sebastian. I’m not a source, or prize, or anything of the like. And don’t think I don’t know how some view my culture’s stance on relationships. I went to the Academy. I know the misconceptions. Just because I may not yearn to pair up the way others might, does not mean I don’t have feelings. It also doesn’t mean that how and whom I choose to do personal explorations with is one, any one else’s business, and two, an indication that there will be future ones. I know you like the cryptic methods, but hopefully I’ve made myself very clear?”

~Ensign Ka’sora

“Crystal,”he replied with a grin. “You are not a curiosity to me. Nor a conquest. If I implied otherwise, intentionally or not, then I apolgize..” His gaze held hers steadily. “What interests me is you—the mind behind the eyes and getting to know you. Also, cryptic methods are only useful when both parties are enjoying the puzzle. Otherwise, it becomes. . .frustrating?”

Sebastian dug his spoon deep into the glass and withdrew a number of peanuts this time. Offering the spoon to her again, he added, “So, with feelings taken into account, boundaries understood. No assumptions. No expectations beyond the moment in front of us. I can work with that.”

His grin transformed into a full-blown smile. . . . .

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

She enjoyed him. Ka’sora wasn’t expecting to, but the simply fact of the matter was that he was a puzzle, and she did have far too much curiosity for her own good. Her curiosity was to understand him beneath the surface flirtations.

The Zaharan reached out and plucked one, and then another peanut off the spoon. “See, for me, you are a curiosity. Not in a scientific way, though with me there will always be a little of that since it’s my whole life. But you are very much like others I have encountered before, but my instincts say there is more there. Call it a social experiment, if you will. You’re so guarded with anything below the surface, and I am not just open but in a position to be teaching everyone I encounter about my people. Somewhere in the messy middle of us is something interesting, don’t you think?”

~Ensign Ka’sora

“I agree whole-heartedly,” Sebastian replied, while scooping out the last of the peanuts from his glass. “And I think it is going to be worthwhile and enjoyable discovering what that ‘something interesting’ might be.”

“To be fair, I should warn you. As a sociologist, you’ll have your work cut out for you. I am a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma, that is surrounded by conundrums. . .”

He grinned over the edge of the glass while finishing off the milkshake.

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

She snorted as a smirk slipped onto her face. “Everyone likes to think they are more mysterious than they actually are. Many people are incredibly layered, I agree. But I don’t know, Sebastian, sometimes the presumption of mystery is just a shroud. I’m pretty good at seeing past shrouds. At least with people who are in any way interested in spending time with me.” If they were on Zahara, the next part of the conversation would be easy, without fuss. But there seemed to be so many more nuances with some of the species, like Humans, in how they expressed certain ideas or feelings.

~Ensign Ka’sora

He set the glass down, smiling. “I am definitely interested in spending time with you Ka’Sora. Getting to know you, your culture . . . your mind and . . . “

He let the rest of the comment trail off.

She flashed him a grin, her ears turning towards him. “My body? Come now, let’s not be shy about it all of a sudden.”

“I’m hoping you want to get to know me better as well, not just as a social experiment. Let you get to know the ‘real’ me. And, I’m being 100% honest with you right now.”

Her golden eyes peered at him rather intently, briefly squinting, before they relaxed. “I believe you, and that’s why we’re still having this conversation.”

Moving the empty glass off to the side, Sebastian leaned in a little closer to the Zaharan and ask quietly, “So where do we got from here?”

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

She leaned forward as well. “Well, from here, you recycle your dishes and follow me.” Ka’sora got up and moved towards the door, turning to wait while he dealt with the glass and the spoons.

He watched her from behind for a quiet moment before rising and making his way to the recycler.

Stepping out into the corridor, the Zaharan’s pace was unhurried.

Sebastian followed her out and offered her his arm as they began walking.

She had no intention of rushing anything. In the turbolift, she was quiet and wore a soft smile.

He leaned against the lift wall and watched the movements of Ka’Sora’s lithe body, an expectant grin on his face as the heat of anticipation began to rise. . .

Down two decks to Deck 6, Ka’sora made her way to her quarters and stopped, turning to face him. “You’re entering a Zaharan’s dwelling. Are you sure you want to do this?”

~Ensign Ka’sora

He looked deeply into those intense, playful golden eyes and replied, “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be. You’re not going to scare me off that easily.”

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan