hormonal imbalance

[warpfairy]

They study Klingon. They work out a sleep schedule. They approach Betazed.

They are two days away from the system when Isabella notices something - troubling.

She takes longer than usual to compose herself that morning, and emerges from the living quarters with carefully measured steps, and avoids eye contact.

"Do you," she asks Lalita quietly, "have the ability to fly this class of ship?"

Comments

[warpfairy]

"While it would not have been culturally uncharacteristic for me to have been betrothed at age seven, I do not wish to become so now to a man I met less than two weeks ago. I believe I would find physically affectionate friendship emotionally confusing. I would be willing to be your girlfriend."

[dream_me_up]

"Well, that's simple enough, then," he says with a laugh.

[warpfairy]

"I suppose it is at that."

[dream_me_up]

Lalita grins.

[warpfairy]

"And - yes, you can come with me if you want to. How long do you think it will take to rescue your ship and find a new home for her?"

[dream_me_up]

"Not that long. A week, a few months - something in that range."

[warpfairy]

"Do you want to meet me somewhere later or would it make more sense for me to come along?"

[dream_me_up]

"Well, if you didn't come along you'd have to find me again," he says. "And I don't know how long it's going to take, or where I'll be when I'm done."

[warpfairy]

"There is that. It will delay PN-115 - but then, there is already a civilization in the pipeline, and they may be a little more densely clustered than is ideal."

[dream_me_up]

"Just a little," he agrees.

[warpfairy]

"It is very hard to wait. Perhaps you can distract me from the fact that there are people who could benefit from Federation assistance on PN-115."

[dream_me_up]

"I can be very distracting when I put my mind to it!"

[warpfairy]

"How convenient."

[dream_me_up]

He smiles charmingly at her.

[warpfairy]

"When I'm resupplying, what should I pick up for you? Food-wise?"

[dream_me_up]

"Oh, I'll eat just about anything," he says. "I have favourite foods, but they're mostly kinds of candy that haven't been sold in a century or two."

[warpfairy]

"That's a pity. I'll just get more of my usual assortment, then. I've been starting to incorporate more Vulcan foods as farms on New Vulcan have proliferated enough to make it less than prohibitively expensive; will you eat those too?"

[dream_me_up]

"Sure!"

[warpfairy]

"All right then. Is there anything else I should pick up while you're salvaging and I'm shopping?"

[dream_me_up]

"Can't think of anything," he says.

[warpfairy]

"How do you manage finances when you have to be a different person every few decades?"

[dream_me_up]

"Cleverly," he says. "There's some stealing involved, but usually only from myself."

[warpfairy]

She laughs. "That sounds like at least one interesting story, and probably more!"

[dream_me_up]

"Oh - I have to resort to the kind of trickery usually associated with major financial fraud to switch over identities while keeping most of my money," he shrugs. "It's getting a little harder and a lot more pointless as I get older and more things become free."

[warpfairy]

"There are some reasons to have money, still. I wouldn't want to live indefinitely on postscarce food. I like saffron."