Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks

Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Spa On the The Station - Working Out The Kinks
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“Lights are low… which is good because the curtains are still open and we probably would have caused a collision if any of those passing ships saw what we were doing.” and he chuckled. “We still have a few hours till dinner is brought up. You are looking especially tasty right now, by the way.” and he rolled his head and softly bit her exposed ear. “So I guess what we could do is go check out the rest of this place. Maybe take a nap? Or… maybe not?” and he rolled her so that she was laying on top of him and he kissed her long and deep.

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor

“So do you,” Viyara laughed before Daggum rolled her on top of him and they kissed deeply once more. After several long moments she pushed herself into a sitting position so that she straddled his waist. “Either sounds good to me,” she grinned and without meaning to she suddenly heard herself say aloud, “Anything that keeps me from remembering.” Turning even paler than she always was, Viyara cursed softly and the added quickly, “Forget what I just said.” It was true, of course, but it definitely wasn’t the only reason why she was here and she felt a little ashamed for making it sound as it was. As if she was using Daggum.

~Mrs. Hammor, aka Viyara Nazeen

Daggum reached up and brushed her cheek with his fingers and didn’t say a word. He sat up, pulled her close to him and then stood up, taking her with him. His hands under her, he walked them both the bedroom door and it slid open. The room was dimly lit like the rest, but the décor was still amazing.

The walls all the way around were clear, offering an almost three hundred degree view of the space around them. The only non-window wall was the one with the door. Due to the curve of the spire they were in, they could see the windows of the living area. Three interior glass walls that could be made opaque by voice command held the bathroom, and in the center of the room was giant platform bed. Deep blue with silver stitching linens covered it and were turned down, and it even looked luxurious.

Daggum adjusted Viyara so she was cradled in his arms and he walked her over and laid her on the bed. He unabashedly let his eyes rom over her naked form, and then he smiled and his gaze fell on her face. Leaning over, he kissed her gently and then laid down next to her. He drew the blanket over them halfway and then moved to his side so he was facing her.

“You don’t have to talk about it. And if you don’t want to remember whatever it is right now… thats fine, too. But ignoring the memories doesn’t make them go away. It just makes them come back unexpectedly. If you want to talk, we can talk. If you don’t… then don’t. But I am here for you either way.” and he laid on his back and pulled her close to him.

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor

Viyara nodded a little as she nestled close to Daggum, her face buried in the crook of his neck. “I know,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “But remembering hurts and … trying to actively remember scares me … especially sharing my memories with someone.” Her voice faltered a little and she felt a tear run down face, which only served in making her angry with herself and so she continued a little more harshly than she would have otherwise, “I’ve always been good at keeping my past in the past. I always managed to push all those memories back. But since coming her … I don’t know … there is something about this ship and her crew that is messing with me and keeps me from keeping all those things at bay. Her eyes ablaze with sudden anger, Viyara sat up abruptly and hugged her knees against her chest. What she actually wanted to do was to get up, but she had a feeling that she would run away if she did that. And what good would that do? So she stayed, sitting on that luxurious bed with her arms wrapped tightly around her legs and her nails digging deeply into her skin.

~Mrs. Hammor, aka Viyara Nazeen

Daggum didn’t raise up, but he did reach forward and gently but firmly pull her nails away from her skin. “Easy, V, easy…” he said softly. “You know, I don’t think the ship and crew is messing with you. And I say that because I thought that the first time I started to feel that way after leaving Orion. Turns out… for me at least… that it wasn’t where I was at that was messing with my head. It was the fact that for the very first time I actually felt… I dunno… like maybe I was finally where I was supposed to be. And it turns out that that feeling was right.” He sat up and looked at her.

“And it was amazing the relief I felt when I realized that.” and he chuckled. “I musta slept for three days straight. Woke up and felt… free. For the very first time, I actually felt like I was my own person… not the end result of some bad joke the galaxy was telling.”

The ‘Mr.’ of Mr. and Mrs. Hammor