Lt. Cmdr. Ian O'Connor- Teenage Infatuation.
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((Sickbay, USS Ronin, in orbit of Gas Giant A, Ross 580 System))
Ian jerked awake popping up in the biobed quickly. He must have not been out too long as the two technicians were still engaged in conversation with Avae and de la Croix.
Ian didn’t know what had come over him. If Wyla…
oO or was it de la Croi? No matter, either way Oo
If one of them hadn’t sedated him he would have pummeled Kangar in the face. The tech’s stubborn refusals had really gotten under Ian’s skin. Where had the unchecked emotion come from? He hadn’t felt this way since he was a…
oO a teen. Oh, crap. Oo
He hadn’t previously considered that the de-aging wasn’t anything besides physical. He’d felt "normal" otherwise. He thought he was acting normal. How could he tell if…
oO I’m a teenage Orion hybrid boy, right? So where was my head when I was 14. Right. Of course. Oo
He took a quick breath and surveyed the sickbay.
oO Ok so let’s maybe try a little experiment. Oo
He looked over toward where Rox was working and let his mind wander a bit. He’d always found her physically attractive since he’d first seen her way back at the Ronin’s relaunch, but never thought about it much more. Especially not recently as Marty and her started a relationship. But…how would his teenage self feel?
He glanced her way again then closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander.
The biobed beeped with his increase in heart rate and reallocation of blood flow through his system.
oO Damn Oo
He could feel the warmth in his cheeks and the sweat on his brow. He tried to calm himself but the more he did, the more random inappropriate thoughts popped into his head.
The beeping became a bit louder and drew the attention of several of the sickbay staff away from other duties to converge at his bed.
Rox/Avae/de la Croix: Response
O’Connor: Umm, well. I just…it’s…ummm
He couldn't look any of them in the eye for embarrassment. However then his vision would dip down and he’d quickly jerk his head away to the side.
Rox/Avae/de la Croix: Response
He tried to close his eyes but he immediately pictured them unclothed.
oO Breathe, Relax Oo
O’Connor: whoah, um. Can you guys just give me a minute?...and maybe a blanket?
Rox/Avae/de la Croix: Response
He stopped suddenly and a sober tone spread across his face.
O’Connor: Wait, if this is affecting my emotions and hormones like this, what’s this doing to our 12 year old Vulcan/Betazoid Security Officer? Is T’Fearne ok?
Rox/Avae/de la Croix: Response
O’Connor: She’s on the bridge? ::coincidently he felt the ship shimmy a bit as if they’d just made an evasive maneuver:: I’d better make sure she’s ok then.
He hopped off the bed and rushed out the door before any of them had the opportunity to dissuade or stop him.
TBC/Tags
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Lieutenant Commander Ian O’Connor
HCO
USS Ronin NCC-34523
R240009IO4