I managed to write about a page or so before work, which is a good thing, as I'd be in no shape to write anything after it. Baking scones with 20+ eight-year-olds by over 30 degrees is a tad exhausting. Anyway, longer snippet than usual today, as it wouldn't make any sense otherwise. Please forgive me.
Excerpt: Briefly considering what would be the best route of action, s/he carefully released a small amount of the Bridrani equivalent of endorphins and watched the big, burly security officer at the door relax slightly. His grim face eased into a somewhat friendlier expression; in fact, he almost smiled to himself. Almost.
Rina strolled over to him and gave him another dosage of hir happiness hormones. “Ensign Burke,” s/he said with a bright smile. “It seems that Commander Data is recovering.”
Burke wasn’t quite buying that from hir. “What makes you think so?” he asked doubtfully.
Rina beamed at him in a way that would make most men (and quite a few women, too) weak-kneed at once. “I’ve managed to talk him out of shutting himself down,” s/he told the man brightly. “He even made the request to see the stars again. Do you think we could take him to the observations lounge?”
Burke frowned. Apparently, he was made of sterner stuff than most men. Or he had a natural immunity against Bridrani pheromones. Unlikely as that seemed, it was not entirely impossible.
“I don’t know,” he said. “When the captain confines somebody to quarters, they’re supposed to stay there, you know. Until the captain says otherwise.”
Rina blinked with hir impossibly long lashes most endearingly. “Of course. However, I’m not suggesting letting the commander go wherever he pleases. This would be merely a short trip to the observation lounge, to lift his spirits.”
“I dunno,” Burke said uncertainly, his resistance crumbling under the onslaught of hir pheromones. “Perhaps we should notify the captain first…”
“Oh, absolutely!” Rina agreed, dosing him again. “I’ll do so myself, as soon as we are in the observation lounge. The captain will be overjoyed to hear that the commander is better. You know how much he values him.”
That sounded very logical, at least for Burke’s hormone-addled brain. Besides, what could possibly happen? He was about to accompany them in the lounge, wasn’t he? Commander Data would remain under guard, just as the captain had ordered.
This is something s/he could only do to other races, because on Briria everyone is like hir. And s/he told the truth when s/he said that s/he tries very hard not to do these things. S/he's a Starfleet ensign and all s/he wants is to be "one of the guys". But it's hard when s/he makes said guys (and girls) permanently horny, without even meaning it.
Oh, s/he's a good girl... boy... whatever. It's just that people get horny around hir. S/he wouldn't swat a fly, though. Bridrani are a peaceful people.
Indeed, it is. In the original story idea it would have been weaselly Wesley who lets Data escape b/c he actually buys the kitchy request about the stars. And the security guard would just let them go. I was not buying it and wanted a more convincing reason.
Watch Rina in action
Anyway, longer snippet than usual today, as it wouldn't make any sense otherwise. Please forgive me.
Excerpt:
Briefly considering what would be the best route of action, s/he carefully released a small amount of the Bridrani equivalent of endorphins and watched the big, burly security officer at the door relax slightly. His grim face eased into a somewhat friendlier expression; in fact, he almost smiled to himself. Almost.
Rina strolled over to him and gave him another dosage of hir happiness hormones. “Ensign Burke,” s/he said with a bright smile. “It seems that Commander Data is recovering.”
Burke wasn’t quite buying that from hir. “What makes you think so?” he asked doubtfully.
Rina beamed at him in a way that would make most men (and quite a few women, too) weak-kneed at once. “I’ve managed to talk him out of shutting himself down,” s/he told the man brightly. “He even made the request to see the stars again. Do you think we could take him to the observations lounge?”
Burke frowned. Apparently, he was made of sterner stuff than most men. Or he had a natural immunity against Bridrani pheromones. Unlikely as that seemed, it was not entirely impossible.
“I don’t know,” he said. “When the captain confines somebody to quarters, they’re supposed to stay there, you know. Until the captain says otherwise.”
Rina blinked with hir impossibly long lashes most endearingly. “Of course. However, I’m not suggesting letting the commander go wherever he pleases. This would be merely a short trip to the observation lounge, to lift his spirits.”
“I dunno,” Burke said uncertainly, his resistance crumbling under the onslaught of hir pheromones. “Perhaps we should notify the captain first…”
“Oh, absolutely!” Rina agreed, dosing him again. “I’ll do so myself, as soon as we are in the observation lounge. The captain will be overjoyed to hear that the commander is better. You know how much he values him.”
That sounded very logical, at least for Burke’s hormone-addled brain. Besides, what could possibly happen? He was about to accompany them in the lounge, wasn’t he? Commander Data would remain under guard, just as the captain had ordered.
“All right,” he said. “Let’s go.”
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The scones sound like an adventure. I hope they were good!
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I have a feeling that things are about to go horribly wrong for Burke, one way or the other.
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