07-07-2025, 02:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-07-2025, 02:38 PM by Emery Tyris-McEntyre.)
“Of course I’ll go to the bed with you.” C’had said smoothly, though he was now looking at the Caitian. As he walked over, he reached his hands down, pulling off his shirt in one fluid motion, revealing a fit body, along with a hairless torso. Peeking out from his waistline was skin darkened by fine, dark hairs.
“Don’t be obvious, Emery” Emery thought to himself, but it was clear by the stare that he was taken. Especially that comment of going to bed with him that the Trill made. Emery never really thought that he was attractive much. Sure he had guys tell him he was, but being Half Betazed also came with its own set of problems, glancing thoughts and hearing them from others on occasion. Not that he really went in deeply to refine his nascent mental powers, he didn’t have that much of them being only half.
Perhaps more notable than the hinting body hair was the form moving under C’had’s skin. Where a human’s small and large intestines lay coiled was where a Trill’s symbiont nestled. This particular symbiont moved slowly, the under-the-surface shifting appearing to not bother the host at all. Emery knew it was the symbiont. The worm-like creature housed hundreds of years of memories that formed a symbiotic relationship with its host. To be honest, Emery thought that was kinda cool, having all that experience to draw on, like a headstart to things.
“Someone’s happy to see you!” C’had joked to Dr. O’Fee - though he winked at Emery.
That made Emery blush even deeper. He shied his head to the side to try to hide the massive blush he had. The butterflies in his stomach. This Trill was absolutely gorgeous and there was no way that those in sickbay couldn’t already tell. Emery was nothing if not painfully obvious, his emotions on his sleeves. Emery knew, somewhere, that he may end up taking a fancy to this Trill…if only for the short time that C’had was aboard the ship.
Emery’s thought’s were interrupted by Dr. O’Fee’s abrupt instructions to C’had. After suggesting the Captain come to Sickbay for a private meeting, she had turned her attention back to the Trill. "C'had I am going to be as honest with you as I can, you have exactly ten minutes to show me that you can conduct yourself in a professional manner, and the final part of memories integration is complete. We need to make sure that the behavior displayed here isn't going to impact the negotiation, if you are the skilled diplomat we need you will accomplish this feat in under five,” O’Fee ordered.
“Is there anything you need, Doctor?” Emery finally snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her give the Trill the abrupt orders. Stern and forceful in her tone. Emery didn’t think being that mean would get them anywhere but he was still too junior to question his Chief on that point.
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“Don’t be obvious, Emery” Emery thought to himself, but it was clear by the stare that he was taken. Especially that comment of going to bed with him that the Trill made. Emery never really thought that he was attractive much. Sure he had guys tell him he was, but being Half Betazed also came with its own set of problems, glancing thoughts and hearing them from others on occasion. Not that he really went in deeply to refine his nascent mental powers, he didn’t have that much of them being only half.
Perhaps more notable than the hinting body hair was the form moving under C’had’s skin. Where a human’s small and large intestines lay coiled was where a Trill’s symbiont nestled. This particular symbiont moved slowly, the under-the-surface shifting appearing to not bother the host at all. Emery knew it was the symbiont. The worm-like creature housed hundreds of years of memories that formed a symbiotic relationship with its host. To be honest, Emery thought that was kinda cool, having all that experience to draw on, like a headstart to things.
“Someone’s happy to see you!” C’had joked to Dr. O’Fee - though he winked at Emery.
That made Emery blush even deeper. He shied his head to the side to try to hide the massive blush he had. The butterflies in his stomach. This Trill was absolutely gorgeous and there was no way that those in sickbay couldn’t already tell. Emery was nothing if not painfully obvious, his emotions on his sleeves. Emery knew, somewhere, that he may end up taking a fancy to this Trill…if only for the short time that C’had was aboard the ship.
Emery’s thought’s were interrupted by Dr. O’Fee’s abrupt instructions to C’had. After suggesting the Captain come to Sickbay for a private meeting, she had turned her attention back to the Trill. "C'had I am going to be as honest with you as I can, you have exactly ten minutes to show me that you can conduct yourself in a professional manner, and the final part of memories integration is complete. We need to make sure that the behavior displayed here isn't going to impact the negotiation, if you are the skilled diplomat we need you will accomplish this feat in under five,” O’Fee ordered.
“Is there anything you need, Doctor?” Emery finally snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her give the Trill the abrupt orders. Stern and forceful in her tone. Emery didn’t think being that mean would get them anywhere but he was still too junior to question his Chief on that point.
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