06-21-2024, 04:27 AM
Seeing Ju completely melt from his kiss was endearing, but then seeing her turn red from his thirsty comment had him chuckling quietly to himself. Damian hadn’t really intended on embarrassing her, but it did amuse him. It was especially funny since Ju had been the initiator of their first kiss they’d shared. It had surprised Coleman so much at the time that he recalled being a little stunned, for more often than not, it was Damian making moves. Being able to reverse it for their first very public display of affection made him grin like a big idiot.
“I – I – actually-”
There was a moment where he considered kissing her again while her brain was recovering, but he thought better of it, especially as she had duties when it came to hosting. Something that Ju was keenly aware of when she finished her sentence. The quick peck she gave him didn’t help his cheesy smirk either. In the end, Damian followed her to where she was handing out drinks.
Damian enjoyed listening and watching Ju’s display with the somaek. Despite her sometimes off, sometimes on again shyness, she seemed to be handling things well. It was enough for him to know that he didn’t need to hover, though he’d already seen her make easy friends at the Christmas party; an example where duty had called him away. Damian hoped that wouldn’t happen too often once they launched for their next mission. Being FO had perks, but with those came a heavy set of responsibilities that didn’t wait or know boundaries.
“Since you’re thirsty…” Ju had said specifically to him with a wink which definitely caused him to laugh aloud.
Once everyone who was going to be having drinks held one of the glasses in their hands, Damian raised his glass up to those gathered near to them.
“Geonbae!” he said loudly, before taking a sip.
Just as his glass came down, he caught sight of a Bajoran engineer. The former was obvious, as was the latter due to the fact that the man was still in uniform. There was a raised right brow that shot up on Damian’s face, unable to recognize who the person was, or even determine why he was at the party.
“Commander?”
The officer's tone brought a twinkle of mischief into Coleman’s eyes, the concern dissolving from his face for a few moments, replaced instead with mirth. Damian could only assume the other Commander had walked in during his display with Ju. If so, it only served the man right for interrupting him with what he assumed might be official business, while Damian was trying to get his party on.
I’m surprised he didn’t search out Tyra… he thought to himself as Jaein introduced himself, and the nature of his intrusion.
The mirth that had just arrived on the scene was immediately carried away on a stretcher, with Damian’s posture changing, and for a split second his eyes squinted while his brows both lowered. Thankfully, Coleman noticed the change and switched back to a faked joviality, interested to know why Omdor was asking after Chief Elias.
“My man, I’ve got a few moments that I can spare you I think.”
Another example of duty knowing no boundaries and calling me away from Ju.
Coleman gestured toward a quieter part of the room, where no one else was standing, and started walking to the location. Speaking of Benjamin Elias in any capacity immediately made Damian suspicious of Omdor, though that was tempered by the fact Jaein was an engineer. There could have been a perfectly good reason why he was asking after Elias. Maybe something to do with the slipstream? Or maybe the work crews on DS9 somehow hadn’t heard about the ill luck and deep shit Chief Elias had found himself in. Or, maybe he had. Were vultures circling already?
Arriving at the quiet corner of the party, Coleman took a relatively good swig for the somaek before turning to face Omdor. While there wasn’t any hostility in his posture, or his voice, Damian’s previous frivolity had all but disappeared. If there was a look that communicated that what they were discussing was business, that is what Jaein would surely see in Coleman’s expression.
“Most people who crash parties usually have a few drinks before disturbing the revelers,” while the words may have had a joking quality, his voice was anything but.
“What can I answer for you about Benjamin?” purposefully using the Chief’s first name, Damian studied Jaein’s demeanor, and listened intently for word choice, as well as tone of voice. That would determine just how much the three pip stranger would get of warmth and useful information from Coleman.
== tag drinkers around Ju, and then tag to you Omdor ==
“I – I – actually-”
There was a moment where he considered kissing her again while her brain was recovering, but he thought better of it, especially as she had duties when it came to hosting. Something that Ju was keenly aware of when she finished her sentence. The quick peck she gave him didn’t help his cheesy smirk either. In the end, Damian followed her to where she was handing out drinks.
Damian enjoyed listening and watching Ju’s display with the somaek. Despite her sometimes off, sometimes on again shyness, she seemed to be handling things well. It was enough for him to know that he didn’t need to hover, though he’d already seen her make easy friends at the Christmas party; an example where duty had called him away. Damian hoped that wouldn’t happen too often once they launched for their next mission. Being FO had perks, but with those came a heavy set of responsibilities that didn’t wait or know boundaries.
“Since you’re thirsty…” Ju had said specifically to him with a wink which definitely caused him to laugh aloud.
Once everyone who was going to be having drinks held one of the glasses in their hands, Damian raised his glass up to those gathered near to them.
“Geonbae!” he said loudly, before taking a sip.
Just as his glass came down, he caught sight of a Bajoran engineer. The former was obvious, as was the latter due to the fact that the man was still in uniform. There was a raised right brow that shot up on Damian’s face, unable to recognize who the person was, or even determine why he was at the party.
“Commander?”
The officer's tone brought a twinkle of mischief into Coleman’s eyes, the concern dissolving from his face for a few moments, replaced instead with mirth. Damian could only assume the other Commander had walked in during his display with Ju. If so, it only served the man right for interrupting him with what he assumed might be official business, while Damian was trying to get his party on.
I’m surprised he didn’t search out Tyra… he thought to himself as Jaein introduced himself, and the nature of his intrusion.
The mirth that had just arrived on the scene was immediately carried away on a stretcher, with Damian’s posture changing, and for a split second his eyes squinted while his brows both lowered. Thankfully, Coleman noticed the change and switched back to a faked joviality, interested to know why Omdor was asking after Chief Elias.
“My man, I’ve got a few moments that I can spare you I think.”
Another example of duty knowing no boundaries and calling me away from Ju.
Coleman gestured toward a quieter part of the room, where no one else was standing, and started walking to the location. Speaking of Benjamin Elias in any capacity immediately made Damian suspicious of Omdor, though that was tempered by the fact Jaein was an engineer. There could have been a perfectly good reason why he was asking after Elias. Maybe something to do with the slipstream? Or maybe the work crews on DS9 somehow hadn’t heard about the ill luck and deep shit Chief Elias had found himself in. Or, maybe he had. Were vultures circling already?
Arriving at the quiet corner of the party, Coleman took a relatively good swig for the somaek before turning to face Omdor. While there wasn’t any hostility in his posture, or his voice, Damian’s previous frivolity had all but disappeared. If there was a look that communicated that what they were discussing was business, that is what Jaein would surely see in Coleman’s expression.
“Most people who crash parties usually have a few drinks before disturbing the revelers,” while the words may have had a joking quality, his voice was anything but.
“What can I answer for you about Benjamin?” purposefully using the Chief’s first name, Damian studied Jaein’s demeanor, and listened intently for word choice, as well as tone of voice. That would determine just how much the three pip stranger would get of warmth and useful information from Coleman.
== tag drinkers around Ju, and then tag to you Omdor ==