Lt. Silveira: A “friend” in need.
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Jan 7, 2025, 6:00:03 PM1/7/25
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((USS Artemis, deck 3, Silveira’s quarters))
Vitor had been musing on the tought of reachimng out to Nan since they finished the mission.
He had read the reports and knew she was OK. In fact her team, led by Genkos, was the only one to not be captured by the Meirashi.
He had strolled around the ship and DS224, met with a lot of people, including visitors, started his new project, recruited help for it, and hoped he had given Nan enough room.
But he was eager to see her, and he couldn’t resist it anymore. Having finished some workout, after a long shower, and a hot meal, Vitor had put on a clean t-shirt and sweatpants. Hardly something suitable to visit her. After looking in the mirror he changed the sweatpants for a pair of jeans, and topped the t-shirt with his black leather jacket.
That reminded him of an old Earth musical and he stood there, looking at the mirror, delaying as much as he could the temptation.
He shrugged to himself and voiced his thoughts.
Silveira: I am just checking on my best friend…
Choosing not to actually think that over he walked to his desk, took the combadge and pressed it. He just hoped that Nan wouldn’t mind, or had other plans. And he wasn’t sure how formal he should sound… Or informal… Or what he was actually going to say…
Silveira: =/\= Silveira to Jovenan
Jovenan: =/\= Response
He began to feel his cheeks warm and started pacing slowly around his room.
Silveira: =/\= I wanted to check in on you. See how you were doing after the mission. Also I need you… ::he realized the second he spoke that his words could be misinterpreted. He raised a hand even if there was nobody around.:: I mean I need to show you something…
He tipped his head… Maybe that wasn’t as clear as he thought. And also another potential misunderstanding.
Jovenan: =/\= Response
He stopped, shaking his head and waving his hands around as he usually did when talking.
Silveira: =/\= I have a project I am working on and I want you to see it. That is, if you're up to it. If you already have plans or are busy with something I understand.
Vitor crossed his fingers waiting for Nan’s answer. He realized how awkward the gesture was, and how it came out of nowhere. After all he wasn’t superstitious or anything like that. It must have been some odd reaction. Something deeply buried in his mind.
When he was a kid his grandfather had taught him that gesture, as he did with so many others, like the Vulcan salute. But he hadn't done that in years. The last time he did was when he tried and thought that to Jonathan, when he was still a toddler.
The results were mixed, and ended up with Jonathan learning how to do the middle finger instead.
These thoughts crossed his mind at almost the speed of light as he waited to hear her voice.
Jovenan: =/\= Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor had been musing on the tought of reachimng out to Nan since they finished the mission.
He had read the reports and knew she was OK. In fact her team, led by Genkos, was the only one to not be captured by the Meirashi.
He had strolled around the ship and DS224, met with a lot of people, including visitors, started his new project, recruited help for it, and hoped he had given Nan enough room.
But he was eager to see her, and he couldn’t resist it anymore. Having finished some workout, after a long shower, and a hot meal, Vitor had put on a clean t-shirt and sweatpants. Hardly something suitable to visit her. After looking in the mirror he changed the sweatpants for a pair of jeans, and topped the t-shirt with his black leather jacket.
That reminded him of an old Earth musical and he stood there, looking at the mirror, delaying as much as he could the temptation.
He shrugged to himself and voiced his thoughts.
Silveira: I am just checking on my best friend…
Choosing not to actually think that over he walked to his desk, took the combadge and pressed it. He just hoped that Nan wouldn’t mind, or had other plans. And he wasn’t sure how formal he should sound… Or informal… Or what he was actually going to say…
Silveira: =/\= Silveira to Jovenan
Jovenan: =/\= Response
He began to feel his cheeks warm and started pacing slowly around his room.
Silveira: =/\= I wanted to check in on you. See how you were doing after the mission. Also I need you… ::he realized the second he spoke that his words could be misinterpreted. He raised a hand even if there was nobody around.:: I mean I need to show you something…
He tipped his head… Maybe that wasn’t as clear as he thought. And also another potential misunderstanding.
Jovenan: =/\= Response
He stopped, shaking his head and waving his hands around as he usually did when talking.
Silveira: =/\= I have a project I am working on and I want you to see it. That is, if you're up to it. If you already have plans or are busy with something I understand.
Vitor crossed his fingers waiting for Nan’s answer. He realized how awkward the gesture was, and how it came out of nowhere. After all he wasn’t superstitious or anything like that. It must have been some odd reaction. Something deeply buried in his mind.
When he was a kid his grandfather had taught him that gesture, as he did with so many others, like the Vulcan salute. But he hadn't done that in years. The last time he did was when he tried and thought that to Jonathan, when he was still a toddler.
The results were mixed, and ended up with Jonathan learning how to do the middle finger instead.
These thoughts crossed his mind at almost the speed of light as he waited to hear her voice.
Jovenan: =/\= Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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