USS Sentinel
side - sim: To Propose or Not to Propose?
Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: To Propose or Not to Propose?
Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: To Propose or Not to Propose?
Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: To Propose or Not to Propose?
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It was the same for Roman, there was a feeling of safety and contentment and belonging. It was comfortable and nice. And then they started dancing again, slowly, without separating. Roman found himself excited for the future. He was proposing tonight. He would get to spend the rest of his life like this, assuming nothing bad ever happened. That made him very happy.
~ Roman
That last hour moved slowly, but was over too quickly. Rand was still unaware of what Roman had planned, which was a good thing, no time to worry about it. Rand would be truly happy to spend her life like this, with Roman. She didn’t bring up the future though. She was content and Roman never talked about his family, not much. But enough for her to know that family was a difficult for him, given that most likely Jay and his family were the only one Roman really knew. No need to make it harder for him. She’d also learned that enjoying what she had when she had it was important, after her 18th. It was in total contrast to her anxiety, but she did try. Roman made that easy.
Rand
When the hour ended, and Roman realized what time it was, he let her go, his hand lingering in hers for a moment. “It’s time for dinner. Are you ready?” He still needed the ring. He’d just claim he forgot something once they were out in the hall and come back. Unless he was really lucky she’d need a minute in the bathroom or something.
~ Roman
“I am.” Rand looked around and spotting Pipkin she scooped her up and placed her in the cage. “She’s out of water. I’m going to fill the bottle first.” She removed the bottle from the side of the cage and disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door.
As soon as the door was shut Roman went to the closet. Filling the water wouldn’t take long at all, he needed to hurry. He bent down, unzipped the pocket, and grabbed the ring box. Checking quickly if it was the right one, he slipped it into his pocket and closed the closet door. It took Rand longer than he expected and he found himself waiting, one hand nervously gripping the ring box in his pocket.
It was silly, she’d spent all day with Roman, but Rand took the time to brush her hair once and pin it back on the sides. She came back out and replaced the water bottle. She smiled, taking his hand, “Okay, now I’m ready.”
Rand
He took her hand and smiled, leading her down to the observation deck. The deck was empty and set up exactly as he’d hoped: a table in front of the window, the pies already waiting for them. When they reached the table, like he always did, Roman pulled Rand’s chair out and let her sit before taking his own seat.
~ Roman
Rand stopped a half step in when the doors opened, it was empty. She stood there a moment and then started walking again, led on as Roman moved toward the only table in the room. She sat when he pulled out her chair and looked around the room again. However the eye was drawn to the prime star. The blue was dazzling. They were close enough for the windows to be almost filled with it, but far enough away it wasn’t painful to look at. Or maybe that was some kind of filter put on the windows? Rand wasn’t sure.
Looking out the window Rand watched the color flicker and flash like a gem caught in sunlight, “It looks like a blue topaz.” She glanced over at him, “It’s beautiful.” The smell of the food finally caught her attention and she peeked under the dome - Shepard’s pie. That was when Rand realized Roman had put a lot of thought and effort into…well, all of that, and she started to worry she’d missed something really important…
Rand