Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side-sim: New Normal

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side-sim: New Normal

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side-sim: New Normal
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Rand noticed the way his features changed when she complimented him. He liked it, and she promised herself she would make it a habit, but only genuine and honest ones. Roman should know how impressed he was to her. She leaned into him when he put his arm around her. “Oh…um… historical?” She liked historical pieces, Roman would know. Most of, bit not all, her performances were historical and period pieces. But she was far too distracted by how he was looking at her to have an opinion on genre.

Rand

Roman smiled. Rand liked historical pieces, and he knew it. Most of the performances on her disk had been historical. But she didn’t seem very interested just then, and nor was he. He had a suggestion. “Make it a romance, and we’ll kiss every time they do,” he said softly, still looking at her.

~ Roman

Rand’s eyes widened and her mouth opened in a small ‘O’, Roman’s comment taking her totally by surprise. Then very quickly she flushed a bright red. Nervousness and agreement equally chasing across her features. The perfect film was discarded before ever being truly considered or acknowledged. Instead, “Don Juan,” was her softly blurted suggestion. The 1926 film version of Don Juan, staring John Barrymore set the record for the most kisses ever in a single movie - 127.

Rand

Roman couldn’t help but grin. He was aware of the movie and its kiss record. “Don Juan it is, then,” he said. The main character of the movie was a bit of a playboy, but Roman knew that wasn’t the point - it was that with that many kisses, they’d essentially be kissing for the entire one hour and thirty seven minute runtime. Something he was more than okay with. He reached over her and grabbed his PaDD, checking if the movie was in the Sentinel’s memory banks, and it was. So he started it and set up the PaDD, with the movie on its menu screen. “Ready?”

~ Roman

Rand nodded, licked her lips from a suddenly dry mouth, “Ready.” Rand wasn’t sure she was, she thought her pulse might be racing and she felt a bit light headed, which made her lean in closer to him. She wasn’t sure where to look though. Keep looking at Roman or was she supposed to watch the movie and start counting? Good lords, what had she gotten herself into. It wasn’t even five minutes into the movie when it started.

Rand

Roman was going to count - how many times he actually got to kiss Rand, that was. He found himself excited, especially as Rand leaned into him. It wasn’t even five minutes into the movie when Kiss #1 started, and as soon as it did, Roman leaned over and kissed her. Kiss #2 was hardly three minutes later, and they were barely done with Kiss #1. Was the whole movie going to be like this? Probably, and Roman was still all for it.

~ Roman

By the time kiss #10 came around, Rand had lost count. Kissing Roman made her fuzzy headed and go, ‘huh? Brain? Nope it’s not working now.’ But also in the movie, the kisses were so close together there really wasn’t space between them. Rand gave up trying to count when they started running together. Apparently Roman hadn’t though. Every once in awhile, she’d hear him say something before he kissed her again. It might have been a number. The chime at his door rang, but she was completely unaware of the sound.

“Ten,” Roman whispered to himself, and then he went in for another kiss. He missed the sound of his door chime. Between the movie and his attention on Rand, he might’ve missed the Red Alert alarm, and that thing was not quiet. Eleven. He counted in his head. That one merged into number ten though.

Roman had stopped kissing her for a moment, and Rand finally looked at the movie and had no idea what was going on in the movie. Oh…and there went Don Juan kissing someone again. She looked up at Roman, that soft pink flush to her cheeks that only appeared when he kissed her. She heard Roman count off a number but she really didn’t care, then she was kissing him again.

Roman stopped kissing her for a second and took a deep breath. He was loving it, but man, was this a lot of kissing. He looked up just in time to see Don Juan go for kiss number thirteen. He murmured the number to himself just before they were kissing again. Just like kisses ten and eleven, kiss fourteen showed up on screen and made the kiss longer. Fifteen, too.

Outside Alden’s door Randy stood. No answer to the chime so he knocked waiting for an answer. If he didn’t get one he’d just go in and get the medical equipment. He waited and then getting no response opened the door and went in. The first thing and only thing he saw was his sister, wrapped up with Alden, totally oblivious to the universe. Randy didn’t know Rand had it in her. He grinned wickedly. “Uh nach eil a-rithist! (Ugh not again!) Didn’t I tell you two no more snogging!”

Rand thought she heard her brother, but that could not be right. She didn’t want to think about her brother right now.

Rand

The kiss lasted another several moment. Roman heard Randy, but he was far more interested in finishing his kiss. Finally the kiss ended and Roman looked up, spotting Randy standing in his doorway and he grinned. “If you didn’t enter my quarters uninvited, you wouldn’t see things you didn’t want to.”

~ Roman

Rand looked up at Roman when the kiss ended, but he wasn’t looking at her or the movie, and then he was talking. She blinked a couple times, laid her head on his shoulder and glanced at the movie…and then to the door, not quite believing what she was seeing…Randy, standing in the door way.

“Good thing you don’t know how to lock a door. Miranda? What is going on? This English is mauling you.” Randy managed to not smile but his eyes were dancing. Meantime Rand has her face hidden in Roman’s chest, breathless from his kisses, bright red, hot from embarrassed blushing, and feeling dizzy from anxiety and the sudden painful pounding of her heart. Why? Why did Randy have to come in here? Her earlier thought of a chaperone must have summoned him, acted as some twisted black magic.

Rand

Rand buried her face in his chest, and Roman tightened his arm around her. Unlike Rand, Roman wasn’t embarrassed, more annoyed Randy had butt in on them. And now they were missing kisses! His count would be off! Darn it, Randy! Roman grinned a mischievous grin and motioned to the movie. “Every time there’s a kiss on screen… We kiss.” He figured Randy would be familiar with the movie and know exactly how much kissing that was.

~ Roman