Lt. Silveira: What can be wrong?
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Apr 2, 2025, 5:52:55 PM4/2/25
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis, deck 9, Chief Science Officer’s office))
Vitor and Nan were having a moment. A little extra time that was suddenly cut short in the dinner they shared before the mission.
He lost himself in her eye, feeling the warmth of her hands in his.
Jovenan: You always say that I’m stronger than I think, but it’s you who is strong, in any situation, and that’s a thing why I l– admire you so much. Even when you haven’t been there for me, I can draw strength from thinking what you would do if you were there. And, uh, you don’t have to be strong or brave always, because in my eyes, you still are.
Vitor's smile widened. It was so heartwarming hearing that. He leaned forward, but again her desk was in his way.
Silveira: I feel the same about you Nan.
He lingered there for a moment. Looking at Nan and losing himself in her green eyes, willing to be there for hours just looking over her.
Nan withdrew her hand after a while, taking her spoon.
Jovenan: Ugh, this is probably not what you wanted when you came here, me being so serious and emotional, sorry. I probably haven’t made much sense, either. ::smile:: But I’m happy to see that you’re alright.
Vitor frowned and shook his head.
Silveira: No… Yes… I mean you can be whatever you feel like with me. And I feel the same. With you I can be vulnerable, strong or weak because I feel you there for me and…
He leaned forward and hit the table. He looked down and squeezed her hand, before pulling out and standing up.
Silveira: I am sorry but I need to do something…
Jovenan: Okay…
He smiled and quickly made his way around the table, gently turning her chair to him and kneeling down in front of Nan. Vitor smiled because for once it was her that would be looking down on him
He used the armrests of the chair to put his arms down. Vitor tilted his head.
Silveira: Forgive me but your desk was on our way.
Jovenan: It was. This is better.
Vitor put his hands gently on Nan's back, pulling her closer to him. His heart speeded up as they were now facing one another, eyes brightening and beaming as her emerald eyes drew him, as if a magnet.
He resisted the urge to kiss her before speaking again.
Silveira: Look, it's clear we mean a lot to one another. And it looks like we have a better time when we don't feel the pressure to express our feelings in words.
Why don’t we just let things happen? Let’s just… Just feel…
He leaned closer. He just wanted to hold her. Kiss her again.
But… Nan hesitated…
Jovenan: I… I want… but I don’t know what to feel…
Vitor arched his eyebrow. That… wasn’t exactly the words he was expecting.
Maybe he had misread everything.
Had he made the same stupid mistake again? Maybe Nan…. It…
He forced himself not to shake his head, to not react emotionally… It was best to let Nan…
Silveira: What do you mean?
Nan pulled back a little, Vitor still holding her back. It took him a few more seconds to pull them back and not hold her, returning to the starting point of the armrest..
Jovenan: Vitor, I don’t know… I… There were things I needed to say, that we needed to talk about. The things that we said to each other, about our feelings, and the stupid thing I said about being just a replacement to the other Jovenan. But every time we’ve met, I’ve been afraid we’d say those things again and that it would destroy our friendship.
Vitor felt as if a microscopic quantum torpedo detonated in his stomach. It started burning and it was spreading quickly. Particularly as Nan's eyes began to water.
oO What have I done? Oo
Silveira: No… Nan please… You shouldn’t be afraid to say anything to me… Please… Sorry Nan but that won’t happen, our friendship is solid and… I am sorry Nan…
That was it. He pushed her too much… Nan was confused and he had forced her to this position. As much as he was holding her in her own seat, he had pushed the friendship to further, too fast and too far.
She wiped a tear off her face.
Jovenan: Now I fear I’ve ruined it anyway, because I think I’ve started to love you.
That was another… Vitor frowned, completely caught by surprise, leaned back and simply voiced his thoughts…
Silveira: A what? Wait, what? Your… I mean I certainly am but…
He shook his head and raised his hands, when he realized he wasn’t making much more sense than Nan.
Silveira: Sorry wait, forgive me but… I… Is that the problem? How? Nan I am pretty sure I am falling in love with you… I mean unless you don’t want to… I know this is confusing, I mean emotional chaos wreck is my middle name… Vitor Emotional Chaos Wreck Stone Silveira…
And when he joked he immediately regretted it. Mentally striking his head with one of those exaggerated cartoon hammers, that would thin the character it hit like a pancake.
oO Oh for frack sake what’s going around your head you idiot? Oo
Jovenan: Response
Vitor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he took his hands a little further down the armrest. He opened his eyes and looked at Nan.
Silveira: Nan… Doubts, fears, questions are normal with these emotions. It’s… It’s like we say… It’s only human… The thing here is that it's mutual… At least it looks like it to me. We have pretty much the same feelings for one another… And… That is good… Right?
Jovenan: Response
He took another deep breath. They were so different. Nan was much more shy, much more demure than him. He was an atomic bomb of emotions, easy and quick to passion.
But he was trying to be as careful as possible, not to make things worse. Emotional and yet rational… Which was a weird combination in his mind.
He just hoped he wasn’t putting his feet in front of his hands.
Silveira: OK so… The big question is… Why would it be a problem to fall in love? Is it me? Is it a cultural thing? Is it your first time? Because I don’t want anything better than to answer these questions with you. Which is my way of saying that I am also falling in love with you and I don’t see anything wrong with that.
There’s never anything wrong with love.
Jovenan: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor and Nan were having a moment. A little extra time that was suddenly cut short in the dinner they shared before the mission.
He lost himself in her eye, feeling the warmth of her hands in his.
Jovenan: You always say that I’m stronger than I think, but it’s you who is strong, in any situation, and that’s a thing why I l– admire you so much. Even when you haven’t been there for me, I can draw strength from thinking what you would do if you were there. And, uh, you don’t have to be strong or brave always, because in my eyes, you still are.
Vitor's smile widened. It was so heartwarming hearing that. He leaned forward, but again her desk was in his way.
Silveira: I feel the same about you Nan.
He lingered there for a moment. Looking at Nan and losing himself in her green eyes, willing to be there for hours just looking over her.
Nan withdrew her hand after a while, taking her spoon.
Jovenan: Ugh, this is probably not what you wanted when you came here, me being so serious and emotional, sorry. I probably haven’t made much sense, either. ::smile:: But I’m happy to see that you’re alright.
Vitor frowned and shook his head.
Silveira: No… Yes… I mean you can be whatever you feel like with me. And I feel the same. With you I can be vulnerable, strong or weak because I feel you there for me and…
He leaned forward and hit the table. He looked down and squeezed her hand, before pulling out and standing up.
Silveira: I am sorry but I need to do something…
Jovenan: Okay…
He smiled and quickly made his way around the table, gently turning her chair to him and kneeling down in front of Nan. Vitor smiled because for once it was her that would be looking down on him
He used the armrests of the chair to put his arms down. Vitor tilted his head.
Silveira: Forgive me but your desk was on our way.
Jovenan: It was. This is better.
Vitor put his hands gently on Nan's back, pulling her closer to him. His heart speeded up as they were now facing one another, eyes brightening and beaming as her emerald eyes drew him, as if a magnet.
He resisted the urge to kiss her before speaking again.
Silveira: Look, it's clear we mean a lot to one another. And it looks like we have a better time when we don't feel the pressure to express our feelings in words.
Why don’t we just let things happen? Let’s just… Just feel…
He leaned closer. He just wanted to hold her. Kiss her again.
But… Nan hesitated…
Jovenan: I… I want… but I don’t know what to feel…
Vitor arched his eyebrow. That… wasn’t exactly the words he was expecting.
Maybe he had misread everything.
Had he made the same stupid mistake again? Maybe Nan…. It…
He forced himself not to shake his head, to not react emotionally… It was best to let Nan…
Silveira: What do you mean?
Nan pulled back a little, Vitor still holding her back. It took him a few more seconds to pull them back and not hold her, returning to the starting point of the armrest..
Jovenan: Vitor, I don’t know… I… There were things I needed to say, that we needed to talk about. The things that we said to each other, about our feelings, and the stupid thing I said about being just a replacement to the other Jovenan. But every time we’ve met, I’ve been afraid we’d say those things again and that it would destroy our friendship.
Vitor felt as if a microscopic quantum torpedo detonated in his stomach. It started burning and it was spreading quickly. Particularly as Nan's eyes began to water.
oO What have I done? Oo
Silveira: No… Nan please… You shouldn’t be afraid to say anything to me… Please… Sorry Nan but that won’t happen, our friendship is solid and… I am sorry Nan…
That was it. He pushed her too much… Nan was confused and he had forced her to this position. As much as he was holding her in her own seat, he had pushed the friendship to further, too fast and too far.
She wiped a tear off her face.
Jovenan: Now I fear I’ve ruined it anyway, because I think I’ve started to love you.
That was another… Vitor frowned, completely caught by surprise, leaned back and simply voiced his thoughts…
Silveira: A what? Wait, what? Your… I mean I certainly am but…
He shook his head and raised his hands, when he realized he wasn’t making much more sense than Nan.
Silveira: Sorry wait, forgive me but… I… Is that the problem? How? Nan I am pretty sure I am falling in love with you… I mean unless you don’t want to… I know this is confusing, I mean emotional chaos wreck is my middle name… Vitor Emotional Chaos Wreck Stone Silveira…
And when he joked he immediately regretted it. Mentally striking his head with one of those exaggerated cartoon hammers, that would thin the character it hit like a pancake.
oO Oh for frack sake what’s going around your head you idiot? Oo
Jovenan: Response
Vitor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he took his hands a little further down the armrest. He opened his eyes and looked at Nan.
Silveira: Nan… Doubts, fears, questions are normal with these emotions. It’s… It’s like we say… It’s only human… The thing here is that it's mutual… At least it looks like it to me. We have pretty much the same feelings for one another… And… That is good… Right?
Jovenan: Response
He took another deep breath. They were so different. Nan was much more shy, much more demure than him. He was an atomic bomb of emotions, easy and quick to passion.
But he was trying to be as careful as possible, not to make things worse. Emotional and yet rational… Which was a weird combination in his mind.
He just hoped he wasn’t putting his feet in front of his hands.
Silveira: OK so… The big question is… Why would it be a problem to fall in love? Is it me? Is it a cultural thing? Is it your first time? Because I don’t want anything better than to answer these questions with you. Which is my way of saying that I am also falling in love with you and I don’t see anything wrong with that.
There’s never anything wrong with love.
Jovenan: Response
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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