Lt. Silveira: That sharing feeling.
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Mar 28, 2025, 8:08:06 PM3/28/25
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis, deck 9, Chief Science Officer’s office))
Vitor knew he surprised Nan, as she sat down.
He gave her one of his mischievous grin as he dropped the little cooler bag.
Taking out its content he set up Nan first, putting the tupperware, a spoon and the paper napkins in front of her
Silveira: Forgive the formality, but as Chief Tactical officer I believe it is my duty to take care of the crew, and since you are our Chief Science officer, I am pretty sure you haven’t got anything to eat in hours. ::He set up his side of the desk and sat down in front of Nan.:: So… It's snack time Commander. This is the professional part
Nan played along with the professional part, and for a split second Vitor wondered if she liked his little surprise.
Jovenan: I see. I have to commend your dedication to your office, Lieutenant.
She adjusted the utensils and leaned in as well. He leaned forward, opening the tupperwares and letting out the smell of the hot chocolate.
Silveira: And since we were interrupted I feel I still owe you for the profiteroles. This is personal. Also there was one more thing… Medical…
Her eyes sparkled when she saw the profiteroles. Vitor wished he could freeze that moment. He could spend a lifetime just watching Nan happy.
However his joke played too well as he saw a hint of a raised eyebrow.
Jovenan: Oh?
He winked at her with his grin as he raised his spoon
Silveira: If you said no, I would have to eat all of them by myself. I am sure Sada and Genkos wouldn’t approve of all this sweetness.
Nan blinked confused for a few seconds, as
she processed his words.
In that cute way of hers she put her hand in front of her mouth, giggling.
Jovenan: No, you’re right, they wouldn’t! ::small pause:: This amazing, Vitor. Thank you.
He leaned forward, smiling.
Silveira: No need to thank me, it's my pleasure.
And it was. Making Nan happy and comfortable had become a goal for him.
In return he was feeling more and more drawn to her.
He was trying his best not to make any mistakes that would hurt her.
But… They still needed to short things up.
About… How they felt, what they were to each other.
Maybe he was misreading, maybe the shared feelings were only friendship.
Not that he kissed his friends goodnight like he did Nan. Maybe she did?
The split seconds those thoughts ran through his mind Vitor started splitting a profiterole, breaking into the soft ice cream filling, and eating one, as he kept his eyes on hers.
Nan mimicked him and he was glad to see her reaction.
Jovenan: Wow, these really are sweet!
Her words tossed those thoughts to the front of his mind. Maybe it was too much and he overdone the recipe.
Silveira: I know, I did the sweetest version of them. Do you like it?
Jovenan: Yes, I love them! I wish we wouldn’t have been interrupted before tasting them, it would have been perfect. Although, I got to taste something equally good instead…
Nan dropped her eyes and started blushing.
It took Vitor a few seconds to understand her words… And reaction.
She meant… She was talking about…
He blinked, surprised, and glad she caught him off guard. And glad she liked it.
oO She… I… Oo
He leaned slightly forward, but couldn't exactly express himself, still surprised by her words.
Silveira: Oh…
Nan took another spoonful of profiterole and Vitor felt tempted to press on, but she chose to change the subject.
Jovenan: So… How are you? With the mission and all that.
Vitor shrugged, for a moment he almost lied, not wanting to worry Nan. But she would eventually find out what happened so he chose to be honest.
Silveira: It could have gone worse. We managed to survive the polen attack when one of the Da’al soldiers tapped some of the bush. Then me, Sada and Lyara got captured and beamed to the Bird of Prey. But no one was seriously injured and got to rescue Talos, who was supposed to rescue us, and then they… Just surrendered. So… ::He forced the old memories far behind before:: And what about you? How were things with your team?
Jovenan: Response
Vitor's expression changed as Nan spoke and without hesitation he reached her hand with his. He squeezed it gently but kept holding her, letting the warmth of her hand ease his concerns.
Silveira: I am sorry you had to face that. I am here for you if you need to talk.
Jovenan: Response
Vitor squeezed her hand tightly. He smiled at her as they shared the mission experience.
Again the warmth of her hand helped him and he hoped she was feeling the same.
He wanted to keep her safe, protect Nan from everything, but they were Starfleet Officers.
Danger, risk was part of the job.
And Nan had proven herself to be such an amazing one.
She had grown so much over time. She deservingly outranked him now, although he had held that rank in the past, and even if his opinion was biassed she was one of the best officers he had served with.
And she was so much stronger than she thought.
He knew all too well he wasn’t going to be there to protect her, but he was certain that she was strong enough to not need protection.
And in the end of the say, or the mission, they still had each other.
Silveira: I know…. And I know that even if I wanted to, I can’t always be there for you. But I also know you can take care of yourself and others. You're stronger than you think. You make me strong.
Jovenan: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor knew he surprised Nan, as she sat down.
He gave her one of his mischievous grin as he dropped the little cooler bag.
Taking out its content he set up Nan first, putting the tupperware, a spoon and the paper napkins in front of her
Silveira: Forgive the formality, but as Chief Tactical officer I believe it is my duty to take care of the crew, and since you are our Chief Science officer, I am pretty sure you haven’t got anything to eat in hours. ::He set up his side of the desk and sat down in front of Nan.:: So… It's snack time Commander. This is the professional part
Nan played along with the professional part, and for a split second Vitor wondered if she liked his little surprise.
Jovenan: I see. I have to commend your dedication to your office, Lieutenant.
She adjusted the utensils and leaned in as well. He leaned forward, opening the tupperwares and letting out the smell of the hot chocolate.
Silveira: And since we were interrupted I feel I still owe you for the profiteroles. This is personal. Also there was one more thing… Medical…
Her eyes sparkled when she saw the profiteroles. Vitor wished he could freeze that moment. He could spend a lifetime just watching Nan happy.
However his joke played too well as he saw a hint of a raised eyebrow.
Jovenan: Oh?
He winked at her with his grin as he raised his spoon
Silveira: If you said no, I would have to eat all of them by myself. I am sure Sada and Genkos wouldn’t approve of all this sweetness.
Nan blinked confused for a few seconds, as
she processed his words.
In that cute way of hers she put her hand in front of her mouth, giggling.
Jovenan: No, you’re right, they wouldn’t! ::small pause:: This amazing, Vitor. Thank you.
He leaned forward, smiling.
Silveira: No need to thank me, it's my pleasure.
And it was. Making Nan happy and comfortable had become a goal for him.
In return he was feeling more and more drawn to her.
He was trying his best not to make any mistakes that would hurt her.
But… They still needed to short things up.
About… How they felt, what they were to each other.
Maybe he was misreading, maybe the shared feelings were only friendship.
Not that he kissed his friends goodnight like he did Nan. Maybe she did?
The split seconds those thoughts ran through his mind Vitor started splitting a profiterole, breaking into the soft ice cream filling, and eating one, as he kept his eyes on hers.
Nan mimicked him and he was glad to see her reaction.
Jovenan: Wow, these really are sweet!
Her words tossed those thoughts to the front of his mind. Maybe it was too much and he overdone the recipe.
Silveira: I know, I did the sweetest version of them. Do you like it?
Jovenan: Yes, I love them! I wish we wouldn’t have been interrupted before tasting them, it would have been perfect. Although, I got to taste something equally good instead…
Nan dropped her eyes and started blushing.
It took Vitor a few seconds to understand her words… And reaction.
She meant… She was talking about…
He blinked, surprised, and glad she caught him off guard. And glad she liked it.
oO She… I… Oo
He leaned slightly forward, but couldn't exactly express himself, still surprised by her words.
Silveira: Oh…
Nan took another spoonful of profiterole and Vitor felt tempted to press on, but she chose to change the subject.
Jovenan: So… How are you? With the mission and all that.
Vitor shrugged, for a moment he almost lied, not wanting to worry Nan. But she would eventually find out what happened so he chose to be honest.
Silveira: It could have gone worse. We managed to survive the polen attack when one of the Da’al soldiers tapped some of the bush. Then me, Sada and Lyara got captured and beamed to the Bird of Prey. But no one was seriously injured and got to rescue Talos, who was supposed to rescue us, and then they… Just surrendered. So… ::He forced the old memories far behind before:: And what about you? How were things with your team?
Jovenan: Response
Vitor's expression changed as Nan spoke and without hesitation he reached her hand with his. He squeezed it gently but kept holding her, letting the warmth of her hand ease his concerns.
Silveira: I am sorry you had to face that. I am here for you if you need to talk.
Jovenan: Response
Vitor squeezed her hand tightly. He smiled at her as they shared the mission experience.
Again the warmth of her hand helped him and he hoped she was feeling the same.
He wanted to keep her safe, protect Nan from everything, but they were Starfleet Officers.
Danger, risk was part of the job.
And Nan had proven herself to be such an amazing one.
She had grown so much over time. She deservingly outranked him now, although he had held that rank in the past, and even if his opinion was biassed she was one of the best officers he had served with.
And she was so much stronger than she thought.
He knew all too well he wasn’t going to be there to protect her, but he was certain that she was strong enough to not need protection.
And in the end of the say, or the mission, they still had each other.
Silveira: I know…. And I know that even if I wanted to, I can’t always be there for you. But I also know you can take care of yourself and others. You're stronger than you think. You make me strong.
Jovenan: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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