Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Honoring the Ardent

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Honoring the Ardent

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Honoring the Ardent
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Roman spent the rest of his day doing anything but the last project. He hadn’t even looked at it yet. And that was why when 1700 rolled around he stayed in the lab, working. If he was ‘busy’ he didn’t have to do it yet. So he made himself busy. Rand wasn’t usually done until at least 1800 and Roman would rather be working than be alone.

~ Roman

For whatever reason the reports arrived all electronically that evening. Normally Rand would have been thankful, and she was. However that meant she was stuck in her tiny office. Then after delivering the reports, she was back in her officer. She dozed off in her chair staring at the screen, before her headed nodded forward and jerked her awake. She ended up wedging the chair into the only other small space (next to the door, thank goodness it was a sliding door) in the room. She was standing up, bouncing from foot to foot, slightly bent forward to type. She wanted Scottish coffee, sans whiskey, warm pajamas and a pillow. Unless Roman couldn’t sleep, then she would stay up with him.

When she was finally done she had to wrestle the chair back into place. She stopped at Roman’s quarters to see if he had eaten yet, but he wasn’t there. Holding off on changing she headed to the lab. If she had to eat he had to try.

Rand

Roman was at his desk when she got there, still working on something. He had a data disk loaded into his computer terminal and his PaDD next to him and it looked like he was comparing data. It looked like he’d been there the last few hours, he was squinting a bit at the screen and as she walked in he stopped to rub his eyes like they were dry. Then he looked up and smiled when he saw her. “You’ve finished up for the day?”

~ Roman

When Rand walked in catching a glimpse of him rubbing at his eyes from staring at the screen for far too long an unexpected warmth spread through her. She loved him dearly, even when he was doing his obsessive scientist thing. She imagined she’d be chasing him out of his home made lab when they were old and grey and retired. The thought brought her up short and left her feeling…well she wasn’t sure how she felt. She smiled back at him and moved over to the table where he was working. “I am. What about you? You ready to stop and get dinner?”

Rand

“Oh, er, alright.” Roman gestured to the work in front of him. “This is busywork anyway,” he said and then he set his work aside, turned off the PaDD and stood, taking her hand. He wasn’t planning on eating but with all but the one project done and Rand off duty he’d rather spend the time with her. “Let’s go.”

~ Roman

The way Roman hesitated at first she thought maybe he wasn’t ready. He’d spent all week on those other projects, so he was probably behind on his work. But then he took her hand and walked with her to mess declaring his work as ‘busywork.’ The offerings were a very heavy chili or a lighter but filling pasta salad. Rand grabbed two of the pasta salad and then water and a tea. She didn’t want tea. She didn’t want to put the effort into making it. She turned to look at him, “Here or …” she almost said home. She was tired and being fanciful, “your quarters?” Roman might notice the circles that were starting to show as she stifled a yawn.

Rand

Roman followed her as she picked up their food. He didn’t mind the tea from the mess. It wasn’t as good as Rand’s, but it would do just fine. He looked down at her when she turned to talk to him. She looked tired. She paused before she said his quarters and he wondered what she was going to say instead. “My quarters. It’s quieter there.” Then she could rest. Looking at her, maybe she’d end up going to bed early.

~ Roman