Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Lost in Thought

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

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

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Roman took her help anyway, reaching for her hand and then using her to keep himself stable as got up. He realized as he looked up at her to take her hand that she was only wearing a bathrobe and it caused him to turn a little red. She never, ever wore anything like that. But he didn’t say anything as they made their way to the bed and he sat down. He settled himself onto the bed, setting the ice pack on his pillow and then laying his head onto the ice pack.

Rand held his hand as he got up and noticed Roman’s face flush red. She was concerned he’d over done it, thinking his face was turning red from exertion until she noticed where and how he was looking at her. She looked down at herself and felt suddenly hot and flushed. When she’d finished her shower she had put the robe on and she hadn’t really thought about it. Now she didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t sure she had the energy to really do anything about it either. She should, but didn’t want to draw more attention to herself either. In the end after he sat down she slipped beneath the blanket before settling next to him, her face still really red.

He was still a little red too as he settled under the blanket next to her. He kind of liked that when she noticed, and he could tell she has because she blushed a deep red, she didn’t rush off to change, instead just sitting down with him.

Then he grabbed the PaDD, opened it, and stared at the log in screen for a few minutes. What was his password? He never forgot passwords! He didn’t want make Engineering reset it. But the more he tried to think about it the foggier his brain felt. He finally tried something, and the PaDD returned an incorrect password error. His look turned more uneased and stressed as he tried another incorrect one. He stared at the screen desperately trying to think of what it could be.

~ Roman

Rand lifted her head and then sat up slightly as his look became stressed. She glanced at the PaDD. “It’s probably the concussion. Don’t push. You’re doing better than yesterday.” Yesterday he’d had to think several minutes to find the answers, and his speech had been slow and slightly slurred as well. He also couldn’t get up. She reached over and carefully typed the code in. Normally, Rand would never input his password for him. She’d been required, for work, to access his console, but he’d always been aware of it and given her permission. “What do you want to watch?”

Rand

Better than yesterday maybe but it frustrated him he was still having those kinds of memory problems. Rand reached over and type his password. It wasn’t something she’d normally do, he knew, and he was a little glad she knew it. He browsed through the movies saved to the ship computer for a moment and then shrugged. “I’m not sure. What do you feel like seeing?”

~ Roman

Rand was staring at the list but wasn’t really seeing it until he asked. She shrugged against his shoulder and then, “Oh,” she reached her hand over, not getting up this time and swipped through the listings and picked a movie titled Sahara. “It’s supposed to be kind of like The Librarian but without the mystical elements.” Rand wasn’t sure exactly how she felt about what she was wearing, or maybe she was choosing not to think too much. Instead she propped the PaDD up (so he wouldn’t have to move to do it) in such a way he could watch without laying on the bump on his head, and then she settled in close to him as the movie started.

Rand

Roman readjusted his head a little so he wasn’t laying on the bump, rather resting it against the ice, and could see the movie. He put his arm around her and pulled her in close while they watched. It was clear he liked this movie and was really into it. After a little while, he moved the ice pack away and resettled in. Randy had said 20 minutes each hour, he’d have to put it on again later. About halfway through he was having trouble focusing on it and his headache was coming back. He wanted to enjoy the movie so he tried to keep watching.

~ Roman

Rand closed her eyes when Roman put his arm around her and she just kind of floated for a bit. Then she realized that the movie was playing and she had no idea what was going on. She opened her eyes and was soon drawn into the story. It was obvious she liked it if Roman looked at her face, but she was more subdued than she normally was when watching. Halfway through the movie she noticed Roman kept moving, mostly his head. At first she thought maybe her hair was in the way or she was blocking his view. So she adjusted slightly but it didn’t stop. Finally she turned a little to look at him more easily. “Do you want to take a break? Maybe you need some water or juice or something?” She didn’t know if there was any medication to help with a concussion but she figured Roman wouldn’t want it anyway. So whatever she could do to help she would.

Rand

Roman could tell she was upset, but when he was like that, all he wanted was her to be there, so that’s what he was doing for her. Holding her close without letting go. He’d been trying not to fidget too much, but apparently he’d still managed to bother her. But then another idea popped into his head and he turned to Rand with one of those looks on his face. “A kiss might solve my troubles with confusion, at least for a while.”

~ Roman

His fidgeting hadn’t bothered her. Rand was just very aware of him, she couldn’t help it. When he turned toward her, she looked up at him and Roman was looking at her like that again. It made her stomach flip-flop, her face flush, and her eyes widen a little. “R…really? It makes me dizzy and confused.” Her confession came out in a rush of breath but quiet. She didn’t seem to mind the effect of his kisses on her because she was smiling a little, but red as an apple at admitting it, or maybe it was the thought of kissing him. If it would help him feel better though, Rand would happily go along with the idea.

Rand

Her little confession only made him smile more. “Good confused, I hope,” he said. Roman was no longer red himself though he found himself very aware she was only wearing a bathrobe as he put his arms around her and pulled her in closer, and then leaned in for the kiss.

~ Roman