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The Naked Now

Oh, no, the ship has been flooded with a mind-altering contaminant brought aboard from some on-planet mission! (Good going, Crewman Redshirt. You'll see that in your pay this month.)

This contaminant has the effect of bringing to the fore the screeching, unreasonable, most likely highly embarrassing Id of everyone on board! Or maybe it just reverses your personality. How terrible and bad!

Feel free to be as hideous as you like. Or just giggle and make flower wreaths for each other. Or have silly slapfights with your friends oops sorry kirk.

P.S. Stacy is taking pictures.

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"Life? Why not allow the pleasure? There is something to be said for enjoying life and allowing a little... excess now and again," Ildraniath replied, smile growing a bit wider.

Zouichi smiled at her response, approaching a little closer. He extended one gloved hand to her, palm open as if to ask her to dance. "And what is life without a little excess?"

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"Precisely," Ildraniath replied - although it was almost a purr. She clasped her bare hand against his gloved one and let her fingers stroke over his palm, savoring the feeling of warmth.

For a moment, Zouichi simply indulged in the delicacy of that touch. Then, gently, he brought her hand to his cheek -- after all, there was only so much you could feel through heavy cloth.

"Ildraniath. I'm afraid I've a terrible confession to make."

Ildraniath laughed - a high, cheerful sound - and gently stroked Zouichi's cheek. She tilted her head slightly, still smiling.

"Oh? Now you've made me curious."

He didn't think he'd ever heard her laughter; he savored the sound, tasting it. "You had my attention from the moment I first saw you on the Observation Deck -- adversarial though our first meeting may have been. And now that I've revealed that little secret, I humbly request that you refrain from laughing too long."

"Don't worry - I won't laugh at you too much. You've always interested me, did you know that?"

She laughed again, "You've such... life... for a construct and that fascinates me. Long ago, my people had constructs to do our work, to fight, to explore. But I do not think you are anything like that."

"No, I'd no idea. Clearly, we should share intelligence more often."

He closed his eyes briefly; when he opened them again, his voice had a teasing tone to it. "Well, now that you mention it, a life of servitude doesn't sound so terrible... provided I might choose my commandant."

Ildraniath's eyes gleamed - and there was a bit of danger there, but her smile widened. She let her fingers slide down and she cupped his chin, one thin brow arched in mock curiosity. "Oh? And who would you select for such a lifetime?"

He feigned consideration, meeting her gaze. "An excellent question. Yet I doubt there are many on this ship to whom such a proposal would be of interest. I wonder if you might be able to make a recommendation?"

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