Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim: Valentine’s Day with Roman and Rand

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: Valentine’s Day with Roman and Rand

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Finally she was breathing more deeply and slowly and she began to shiver, so carefully he pulled his blazer off and put it around her. “Do you want to go up to my quarters? Or your own?”

Roman shifted her slightly, not totally letting go and then he placed the blazer around her. The satin lining was warm from his body heat and along with his arm around her it chased most of the chill away. It was more a reaction to the fight or flight response than the temperature of the room. She didn’t answer him and the silence stretched. There were too many factors to the decision. Or that’s what the panic was telling her. In truth it was simply, everything else could be taken care of later. In the end she was exhausted, she wanted to sleep, and not be alone. “Yours?” It wasn’t really a question, it just came out that way.

Rand

Roman waited patiently for the answer and then nodded when her questioning answer did come. He’d figured she probably wouldn’t want to rejoin the party, and he was fine with leaving. He’d gotten his dance. He normally wouldn’t have even been here this long. “Alright. Do you want to go now or wait a little longer?” He asked. He didn’t want to make her get up if she wasn’t ready to yet.

~ Roman

“I…I want to leave.” She didn’t really want to get up and walk, but she didn’t want to stay there either. Her mind starting to work again she knew the longer they waited to leave the more people would worry where she had gone. She knew Randy had come in but she hadn’t been paying attention to what was said. She let Roman help her to stand and leaned against him. Her legs felt weak, actually she felt light headed and shaky all over. She took a few tentative steps and wished she wasn’t wearing heels. She was fairly certain she could manage as long as she didn’t have to move too fast.

Rand

Roman helped her stand. She still looked visibly shaky, so he let her take a few steps but didn’t fully let go of her. He did not want her to really hurt her ankle again, and those weren’t short heels. He’d never understood how girls walked in those things. He led her back up to Deck 3 - they had to take the lift and there were some others using it to go to and from the party - and headed for his quarters. Then paused and changed directions to Rand’s instead. He was not sleeping in a suit and he was sure Rand wouldn’t want to sleep in her dress.

~ Roman