Lieutenant Junior Grade Ben Garcia - Style it out

[Ben Garcia]

((Duronis II – Embassy – VIP Quarters. Time index – hour before ball.))

 

A deep, metallic charcoal with a tailored fit; it was a sharp suit: the fit was snug and crease free.

 

Beneath the jacket, with its exaggerated lapels, Ben wore a cool, long-sleeved cotton top. It was a button-less shirt. The sort you’d pull over. The quarter-neck turtle collar stood proud, elongating Ben’s neck. His trousers were fitted close to the leg and tailored tight at the ankle.

 

Samantha: =/\= Ben, don’t be breaking any hearts. =/\=

 

Garcia: :: Absent-mindedly. :: It looks good then, yea?

 

Samantha: =/\= You look handsome. =/\=

 

Garcia: :: Distractedly. :: Thanks mum. :: Ben smoothed the sash and raised an eyebrow. :: And the sash?

 

Seamlessly stitched into the left shoulder of Ben’s shirt was a silk, silver sash. The fabric elegantly threaded out from beneath the left breast of the suit jacket, and looped over the right and then snaked around Ben’s back before draping elegantly through a belt hoop on Ben’s left hip. The easy, swaying flow of the draped silk contrasted to the tight, pointed fit of the suit. There was a casual opulence in the contrast.

 

Samantha: =/\= :: Eyeing the sash. :: Adds a hint of Starfleet. :: Pausing. :: With a pinch of style. =/\=

 

Garcia: :: With a rebuke-full smile. :: Thought it added more than ‘a pinch’. :: Shrugging. :: No time to change now. :: Playfully. :: I’ll style it out as best I can.

 

Samantha: =/\= :: Tutting in mock disbelief. :: You do that. :: A notification off-screen distracted her momentarily. :: Look, enjoy your evening love. Don’t be late. :: Pause. :: I mean late getting there. Listen, my guests are nearly here, I’ve got to go. Love you. =/\=

 

Before Ben could speak the communication cut, and the screen blanked to reveal his reflection.

 

Garcia: :: Looking at the reflection. :: Ah, nah – the belt.

 

Ben turned back to the pile of coat hangers and tags that littered the bed. His eyes sharpened, trying to pick out the polished chrome buckle of the belt.

 

End.

 

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Lieutenant Junior Grade Ben Garcia
HCO Officer
Embassy Duronis II - USS Thor NCC-82607
Author ID number: G239102MR0