Lt. Silveira: Dinner with “the” friend.
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Jan 30, 2025, 7:06:43 PM1/30/25
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis, deck 3, Silveira’s quarters))
It was a date, set with the “help” of Zie, but a date. However Vitor suggested, and thankfully Nan agreed, that they should postpone the… Talk. There was only one more thing he needed to say… And do.
Slowly he got closer, losing himself in Nan’s green eyes. He drew her close to him and before she said anything else he hugged her.
His heart raced as he felt Nan’s embrace. Her arms around him were like a balm to him.
Vitor felt invigorated, stronger, alive in the time they were there in each other's arms.
Time lost any meaning. He didn't know how long they were there, a second, an hour, a lifetime… But he could stay in Nan’s arms for that long. And more.
He took a deep breath, before opening his eyes. Vitor didn't even know when he closed them. He smiled and kissed Nan’s head before leaning back, but still holding her.
Silveira: And that's the third thing. Forgive me, but I couldn’t resist hugging you.
Jovenan: I didn’t mind it.
Nan’s words set him at ease and he stopped himself from overthinking their significance.
They had agreed to delay the “talk” and this evening was just to enjoy and not think much over it. Vitor relaxed even further when she smiled.
Jovenan: Is there a fourth thing you want to tell me?
He shrugged, replying as openly as usual
Silveira: You know me, I always have something to say. But it was only these three things for now.
Vitor wasn’t certain if it was him or her that slowly let go. It felt like they both decided without realizing it. But the food was ready and they had to eventually eat. Nan sat down and he took his place in front of her.
Jovenan: Looks amazing! What is it?
Silveira: Tagliatelle á la carbonara. It's pasta with cheese cream and bacon.
Vitor waited until Nan tasted it. It wasn’t an overly elaborate dish, and usually easy to like.
But just to be on the safe side he was already thinking of other options, just in case it Nan didn’t liked it
Jovenan: Mmm… This is delicious! ::pause, eats some more:: The next time we have a cooking date, I want you to teach me how to make something like this. It’s not fair that only you get to surprise me with good food!
Vitor's smile widened and he took a bite from his dish before replying.
Silveira: Of course, but you also cook well. And you can certainly surprise me. ::He winked at her.:: I mean, it's not everyone who manages to fill my shoes and use my console on the bridge. Why don’t you pick a place for me to visit?
Jovenan: ::laughter:: Okay. You can come visit me to the astrometrics one day if you want. The stars are much more beautiful when you get to float among them. Or you can come with me for a run in the Fitness Centre or in the next shore leave destination if you think that would be more romantic.
Vitor shook his head, even if he kept his smile.
Silveira: Oh no, if it’s anything like Meirash then it’s anything but romantic. I feel I am still washing sweat out of me because of that place. But I might take both of your suggestions.
::He winked at her with his trademark mischievous grin:: Although I never tried running in the Astrometrics Lab, or seen stars in the Fitness Center, but if someone can do it most likely it would be me.
Jovenan: Response
Vitor laughed slightly and stared at Nan. It felt… Good…
And that was the most he wanted to think of it. It was a simple dinner between close friends and crewmates. Comrades, as that old Portuguese expression went.
But no matter how he tried to rationalize it, she was “the” friend.
He took another bite of the tagliatelle.
Silveira: Well no matter where I am sure you will be able to surprise me. After all, next time it's your place of choice. ::He rolled his eyes as he spoke next.:: Or we can leave the Captain to decide… Honestly when she walked in that way I almost… ::He set down his fork and knife and twisted his fingers with a fake angry expression.:: She could have called instead of sneaking in. And she made us lose the game.
Jovenan: Response
He shrugged and picked up his fork, rolling it in pasta and taking another bite.
Silveira: I loved playing with you. ::he tipped his head.:: Why don’t you show me some of the games you play, I mean… I am sure you might know of something that I like, you know me well enough.
Jovenan: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
It was a date, set with the “help” of Zie, but a date. However Vitor suggested, and thankfully Nan agreed, that they should postpone the… Talk. There was only one more thing he needed to say… And do.
Slowly he got closer, losing himself in Nan’s green eyes. He drew her close to him and before she said anything else he hugged her.
His heart raced as he felt Nan’s embrace. Her arms around him were like a balm to him.
Vitor felt invigorated, stronger, alive in the time they were there in each other's arms.
Time lost any meaning. He didn't know how long they were there, a second, an hour, a lifetime… But he could stay in Nan’s arms for that long. And more.
He took a deep breath, before opening his eyes. Vitor didn't even know when he closed them. He smiled and kissed Nan’s head before leaning back, but still holding her.
Silveira: And that's the third thing. Forgive me, but I couldn’t resist hugging you.
Jovenan: I didn’t mind it.
Nan’s words set him at ease and he stopped himself from overthinking their significance.
They had agreed to delay the “talk” and this evening was just to enjoy and not think much over it. Vitor relaxed even further when she smiled.
Jovenan: Is there a fourth thing you want to tell me?
He shrugged, replying as openly as usual
Silveira: You know me, I always have something to say. But it was only these three things for now.
Vitor wasn’t certain if it was him or her that slowly let go. It felt like they both decided without realizing it. But the food was ready and they had to eventually eat. Nan sat down and he took his place in front of her.
Jovenan: Looks amazing! What is it?
Silveira: Tagliatelle á la carbonara. It's pasta with cheese cream and bacon.
Vitor waited until Nan tasted it. It wasn’t an overly elaborate dish, and usually easy to like.
But just to be on the safe side he was already thinking of other options, just in case it Nan didn’t liked it
Jovenan: Mmm… This is delicious! ::pause, eats some more:: The next time we have a cooking date, I want you to teach me how to make something like this. It’s not fair that only you get to surprise me with good food!
Vitor's smile widened and he took a bite from his dish before replying.
Silveira: Of course, but you also cook well. And you can certainly surprise me. ::He winked at her.:: I mean, it's not everyone who manages to fill my shoes and use my console on the bridge. Why don’t you pick a place for me to visit?
Jovenan: ::laughter:: Okay. You can come visit me to the astrometrics one day if you want. The stars are much more beautiful when you get to float among them. Or you can come with me for a run in the Fitness Centre or in the next shore leave destination if you think that would be more romantic.
Vitor shook his head, even if he kept his smile.
Silveira: Oh no, if it’s anything like Meirash then it’s anything but romantic. I feel I am still washing sweat out of me because of that place. But I might take both of your suggestions.
::He winked at her with his trademark mischievous grin:: Although I never tried running in the Astrometrics Lab, or seen stars in the Fitness Center, but if someone can do it most likely it would be me.
Jovenan: Response
Vitor laughed slightly and stared at Nan. It felt… Good…
And that was the most he wanted to think of it. It was a simple dinner between close friends and crewmates. Comrades, as that old Portuguese expression went.
But no matter how he tried to rationalize it, she was “the” friend.
He took another bite of the tagliatelle.
Silveira: Well no matter where I am sure you will be able to surprise me. After all, next time it's your place of choice. ::He rolled his eyes as he spoke next.:: Or we can leave the Captain to decide… Honestly when she walked in that way I almost… ::He set down his fork and knife and twisted his fingers with a fake angry expression.:: She could have called instead of sneaking in. And she made us lose the game.
Jovenan: Response
He shrugged and picked up his fork, rolling it in pasta and taking another bite.
Silveira: I loved playing with you. ::he tipped his head.:: Why don’t you show me some of the games you play, I mean… I am sure you might know of something that I like, you know me well enough.
Jovenan: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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