Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in Home Is Where We Find Peace (Tag Sèan)
Jezem hummed the chorus of a catchy tune he didn’t know the words too as he stirred a pot of spicy curry. In the background, Argam bustled around the dinning table, setting out three plates for their dinner tonight. He had surprised his husband when he said wasn’t Shivan joining them tonight but the counselor that saw him and Shivan in his off hours. At first Argam had been suspicious, wondering why Jezem would invite the man to their house for dinner. The Ferengi believed that if Jezem would ever lethally poison a man then he’d do it in his own home, smile on his face as he fed the poor fool his last (delicious) meal.

“He’s willing to see me and deal with. . .” Jezem had trailed off while waving his hand in a vague way, “My everything. I suppose this is my ‘thanks for dealing with me’ treat.” Argam wasn’t exactly comforted by that explanation. His husband acted very strangely these past few weeks. With strange, out-of-character acts of generosity with no discussion about returned payment or kindness. Being less prone to random acts of violence and aggression. Worst of all, he caught Jezem laying face down on the couch, a bag of some human snack called ‘caramel kettle corn’ open on the cushions in front of him. Jezem laid there for a whole hour before standing up and acting as though it hadn’t happened.

Argam watched his husband carefully through the corner of his eye. Whoever this counselor was, Argam thought, I sure hope he likes spicy food.

Jezem (and Argam)

Séan arrived dressed to impress. Wasn’t as formal as a suit, but some nice slacks and a well starched shirt. He was a physically imposing man normally but the clothes hugged his body well and showed his definition accurately. He didn’t care for or even have any jewelry to wear, but he his body had been described as a work of art, so he was going for a fantastic first impression with Argam. He knocked lightly on the door and waited.

Counselor Iven