A Step Forward ....Together

Posted on Tue Dec 20th, 2022 @ 6:46am by Lieutenant JG Deezell Vox & Ensign Vasha

5,429 words; about a 27 minute read

Mission: Episode 114 - A Time and Place for Everything
Location: Promenade, Starbase 400

K'Lara's breathing came in deep, sharp heaves. Her tank top (and frankly her entire body) was soaked through with sweat, as was her long, dark hair so that it stuck together in places even after she'd dried it with a workout towel. She could definitely feel the bruises all over - her hands, her biceps, her thighs, everywhere. By the Gods, she looked like a mess. A good kind of mess.

But boy Jupiter, did she feel good. It'd been a while since she'd last faced Kaisilius on the holodeck, even if it were a pale holographic facsimile of him programmed with his personality, memories and fighting skill. Funnily enough, she remembered the actual flesh-and-blood Kailsilius being one of the toughest opponents she'd ever had to face as a gladiator back in the day, not quite the oddly whinier, more annoying version of him on the holodeck - but a win was a win. Boy, had she been wanting to kick his pale Roman ass for years.

Her reward for her victory? A night at the bar. The Klingon hybrid slumped onto a barstool, placing both arms upon the counter. "Bloodwine. A glass of your strongest." She'd ordered. The potent drink was swiftly delivered, and she sat sipping the fiery brew, lost in the revelry of her recent victory. She smiled too, a pearly white sharp-toothed grin that she barely bothered hiding.

Dee, who had just come off shift, wandered into the bar. She sat on a bar stool and her tool kit, nearly folded up, on the bar. The barman approached. " Klingon Firewine please. " She asked.

The hybrid's head instantly shot up from the rim of her cup, melted-chocolate eyes settled upon the attractive blond-haired Trill that had just situated herself in the next seat. "Klingon firewine. That's strong brew, friend. Even I don't drink that to get my daily buzz." K'Lara chortled. "You must have had an incredibly long and stressful day. Haven't you?"

K'Lara herself would never be caught dead sipping firewine - the stuff was called FIREwine for a reason, in that it burned like Gre'thor fire as it went down your throat. Surely this lovely Trill had a good reason to be sipping from it at the end of her day.

"Oh hell yeah. A job that was suppose to take two hours took me four due to problematic tools and damage that was more severe than I was originally told. Not happy. " Dee replied.

The hybrid clicked her tongue disapprovingly - at the apparent lack of efficiency and oversight of whomever had given this woman her tools. Surely Operations could do better than issue defective equipment. "What a shame. This station is supposed to be better than that." She said, with a disapproving shape of her head. "As it is supposed to be, like any other Starfleet vessel. As our human friends say - kudos to you for doing your job without complaint nonetheless. Cheers." K'Lara lifted her glass in the air, tipped slightly towards the other in an invite.

Dee moved her stool further up and closer to K'lara. "Cheers" she said clinking her glass or Firewine with her glass of Bloodwine. "I don't think I have seen you around before. Are you new to the station?" Dee asked.

"Relatively." K'Lara tipped back a sizeable amount of her bloodwine, sighing as the fiery brew went down her throat. "Neither have I seen you around - are you new as well?" The hybrid asked. She lifted a hand to her forehead then, wiping sweat from her brow, which glistened with moisture from her earlier training. "Though I believe the definition of 'new' varies from person to person. I for one have only been aboard a few days."


"I am sort of new, just approaching a year of being on the station. I take it you have been to the gym. " Dee asked. She couldn't help notice the woman's amazingly toned physique.

"The holodeck. I have been spending the past two hours brawling with all manner of opponents on the holodeck - as I used to do when I lived on Magna Roma." K'Lara gave the Trill a half toothy smile. "I used to duel in the arenas there, you see. I was a gladiator in a past life - the arena lives in my blood. Sometimes I revisit my old fights as a reminder of what I could have done better, and then re-fight them myself."

The hybrid smiled and swept long, dark hair behind her ear. "It is an unusual hobby, yes. That much I have been told numerous times."

"Everyone has hobbies that others might find strange or unusual. I don't use the holodecks very often. Mostly, when I do, I run a beach program and just sit on a towel and relax to the sound of the waves. " Dee commented.

"And how is that unusual, exactly?" K'Lara chortled. "It is a simple but no less relaxing pasttime. I do it myself, on occasion." She tossed back more of her fiery drink with a content sigh. "Tell me, friend... when was the last time you went to the beach? I've not gone in... months, in fact..."

"By the way. I can't keep calling you 'friend' forever can I?" The hybrid smiled a toothy, pearly white smile. "I am K'Lara Fulvinia - daughter of... well, I suppose it doesn't matter." Not when her father had barely been around for her childhood with his ambassadorial duties. "What about you. What does a beautiful woman such as you call herself?"

Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was simply a little bit of playful teasing. Who knows?

Deezell was slightly taken aback by the comment from someone she had just met but she could help feel warm and fuzzy. "I'm Deezell Vox, 6th host to Vox. X she replied, catching a glimpse of her reflection in a shiny surface behind the bar. She smiled.

"Sixth? I've never met a joined Trill before..." The hybrid woman threw an arm around her shoulders, pulling the Trill closer. "Well then! In that case! Expect to see me somewhat more often! I would love to learn more about joined Trill and their experiences, if you are willing to tell."

"Do tell, though. When was the last time you visited the beach?"

"At least a month. But then it was on the holodeck."

K'Lara stands, placing her empty mug upon the table with a clink. Maybe she's the teensiest bit tipsy at the moment, but she's also incredibly eager to get to know this attractive young Trill. "What plans have you for the rest of the night?"

"What say you, we go swimming. On the holodeck. On the beach. You and I. Tonight." The hybrid smiles. "Evidently you and I both need it - you especially, considering what you're drinking!"

"Sound great. " Her head was swimming with the FireWire. She knew she shouldn't say what she had in her head but couldn't stop herself. " Can I stop by my quarters for my swimming costume or did you have other ideas? " She asked grinning.

"You're welcome to. I'll be replicating mine when we reach the holodeck - it is a simple matter of asking the holodeck for it after all." K'Lara stretched, grunting as she felt her back pop. "Or you could save some time and follow me there, where you can do the same. How about it?" There was a sly little gleam in her eye as the words left her mouth.

"Ok sounds good. I had forgotten that the holodeck could do that. " Dee replied.

K'Lara smiled and left for the holodeck with her new friend in tow...

The scene itself was perfect, almost idyllic in its nature. K'Lara had chosen a beautiful Risan beach of fine white sand, sapphire blue sky and puffy white clouds, where the sun wasn't too hot or too cold; simply perfect, as many things about the planet itself were. The hybrid had since traded her sweaty clothes for a white bikini that almost glowed like pearl against the golden mocha of her complexion. It hugged her body beautifully. She looked good - and most importantly, she felt good in it.

That said, her swimming companion had been gone a while. Where had she gone, she wondered. Perhaps she was taking her time to find her own swimwear. The hybrid yawned and stretched as she lay on the towel she'd laid out in the sand as she waited...

"Sorry I'm late. It took me ages to choose. " Dee announced as she walked along the white sands towards her new friend. Dee was in a similar bikini to her friend except hers was a very light shade of blue. It complimented her figure perfectly. It was a bit skimpy for what she would normally wear and it left very little to the imagination.

K'Lara's warm brown eyes seemed to take on a mischievous gleam as they wandered her form. "It suits you beautifully." The hybrid declared with a grin, arms placed upon her hips. "Have you perhaps considered a side career in modelling, Deezell my friend? You'd do well at it in my opinion." The hybrid flashed a toothy smile and tossed long, dark strands of hair behind her ear as she turned and began to make her way towards the gleaming sapphire of the ocean below.

"No. Not really. Engineering is my thing to be honest. " Dee replied. She layed out her towel on the white sand and layed back to enjoy the sunshine.

"If you feel that it is your place, so be it. A shame the wider universe should be denied the beauty that lies before me." K'Lara too seemed quite content to delay her swim and relax, sitting down and stretching out on her own towel next to Dee's. She seemed to glow a little in the sun, all six feet and five inches of golden bronze muscle and curve, just a little, both figuratively and literally, as a confident woman who was perfectly comfortable in her own skin.

"Tell me. What is it like, to be joined?" She asked. "I imagine it must be a somewhat surreal existence, being yourself and a multitude of others at once, and yet not quite so, being more than even that."

"Well, usually you would enroll as an initiate where you would receive several years of training to be able to deal with joined life. I, although I wanted to enroll, chose to put my career first. However, fate had other plans for me. Whilst onboard at Starship heading for Starbase 400, we rescued Raekwon Vox who was severely injured. The ship we rescued him from subsequently exploded. Sadly Raekwon died of his injuries so we then had to take the symbiont. " She paused moving a had into her bare flat belly. " Back to Trill. The symbiont's health deteriorated so, being the only Trill onboard, I had to step up and become the new host. So for me Joined life has been a bit difficult but I'm doing really well these days. In the early days, I wasn't sure if I was a man or woman untill I lifted up the duvet in the morning." She said laughing.

"I can imagine the struggle. Waking up as a different person the next morning would certainly be a powerfully diorientating experience." She mused. She couldn't help but admire Deezell as she spoke, taking in the Trill's curvy body, flat belly and spots that ran all the way down her body. She'd always thought Trill spots were among the loveliest things that could've evolved on a humanoid; how every individual's spots were different, yet came together in a complicated yet beautiful continuous pattern...

"Do you mind if I..." She reached out, fingers hovering over the spots on her belly. Some part of her wanted to find out just what the skin there felt like. Were the spots like moles, mere pigmentation under the skin, or were they something more, she wondered.

"No go ahead. But I tickle easily so please be gentle." Dee replied.

She tickled easily, eh? Somehow that greatly amused the hybrid - both as a person and as a fighter. Being ticklish was a weakness. Why would she reveal that of all things to her?

Nonetheless.

K'Lara's fingers pressed gently to the smooth, soft skin of her belly and gently rubbed on the spot... to find that the skin there was as smooth and supple as any other part of one's body. So the spots were just pigmentation, then - part of her had always wondered why the Trill people had them at all. What biological purpose did they serve?

"You have beautiful skin." She murmured, letting her finger wander slowly downward, following the trail of spots down her stomach. But not too far, of course. "Smoother than mine - but then again I do spend most of my free time being thrown around in sand, or mud, or scraping up against carpeted arena floor..."


"Thank you. This is wonderfully relaxing. Thanks for letting me join you." She then took in a deep breath, her ample Bosom rising upward, and released it slowly. "Fabulous "she muttered under her breath.

"Hmm?" K'Lara's fingers paused where they were, near the Trill's navel. "What do you find fabulous?" Sure, it could've meant many things, most of them good of course - but the saying was somewhat out of context in this situation. The hybrid canted her head curiously, almost like a curious animal.

"I'm just so relaxed right now and, well, your touch is nice. " Dee replied. She closed her eyes and listen to the sound of the waves rushing up the sandy shore.

"Is it?" K'Lara laughed and decided to place her whole hand on the Trill's stomach instead, enjoying the softness and warmth beneath her palm. "I'll have you know these hands have thrown spears through people's chests - non-fatally, of course. Such are the wonders of holodeck technology."

"Are you sure you don't want to change that assessment? For all you know I might transform into a killing machine at the drop of a hat." She joked, tracing circles into her belly.

Dee was enjoying K'Lara's gentle touch. "No, I'm sure I am safe. Why would you want to harm someone like me " she replied. She could help stare at K'Lara's ample bossom, but she diverted her eyes when she realised she had been spotted.

"I don't know. Perhaps I'm a bad girl who finds that kind of thing funny." The hybrid suggested nonchalantly and with a shrug of her toned shoulders. "But no, I wouldn't harm you. I am a security officer. Protecting you and all the other residents of this station is my duty."

"I know I have your attention, by the way." K'Lara smirked. "Don't worry. You have mine as well, beautiful work of art that you are."

"I'm sorry I couldn't help myself. " Dee replied. "Work of art? Really?" She said blushing.

"What a shame you can't see what you truly are. Have you looked in the mirror of late?" The hybrid asked cheekily, brushing hair from her eyes so that she could appreciate her companion unimpeded. "If I knew no better I would dare say Venus herself forged you and sent you to us. Come now, Deezell Vox. Have you never received such compliments before?"

"Well, not quite like that one, no." She replied.

"Then let this be the first. It is a shame others don't appreciate you for what you truly are." K'Lara laughed. The hybrid herself was no slouch either, standing tall, proud and with a physique comparable to Vox's own that was extremely easy on the eyes. "Tell me - surely there must be at least a few vying for your hand.."

"I've made a fair number of friends and one man has shown an interest that's as far as it goes right now. " She sighed.

"One? No more than that?" K'Lara snorted and shook her head. "Shame. These things take time of course - but it surprises me that no more than one has tried their hand." The hybrid continued to lightly trace circles into her smooth, flat belly, gently massaging the warm flesh beneath her fingers. Warm chocolate-colored eyes continued to survey the woman next to her, from the generous swell of her bosom to her flat belly and shapeliness of her entire form...

Was this hybrid woman interested? It certainly seemed that way.

"Yeah just one. You see I have kept myself busy with my work mostly and I have had some minor problems, health wise, since being joined but the doctors have managed to help me with that. I do have my moments some days. Its fun having the memories and experiences of five other people's lifetimes. I know how to do things that I, Deezell, have never done. For example, I don't have any children of my own but I already have the experience and memories of giving birth four times. " Dee explained.

"So you've been keeping yourself to yourself." She summarized. "Perhaps it might be prudent to consider introducing yourself into the station - does it not make sense that such a course of action can only be beneficial to you in improving crew relations? At which point you will surely discover that there are others who are interested in you..."

"...as I most certainly am." This she said absolutely deadpan. Attraction was attraction. Why try to hide it behind a veil of coyness? Doing so was a coward's move in the arena and, she'd eventually found, it did little to help you in life... usually.

"You...are... Interested in me? Oh my. Erm, I'm not sure what to say, except your touch is amazing."

K'Lara blinked and stared at the Trill in amazement - before smirking and standing up, offering her a hand. "Come, my beautiful Trill from Venus herself. Let's go swimming. That's what we came here to do, isn't it? Why don't you lead the way?" This was followed by a playful head tilt towards the water. "I'd be horribly disappointed if you spent all evening lounging in the sand..."

"As much as I am enjoying lounging on the sand, we did come to swim so let's go." Dee replied as she got up onto her feet and headed down the beach towards the water, walking in the most provocative way she could to give K'Lara plenty to enjoy.

Oh, this sly little spotted nymph. She really was just asking for it, wasn't she? K'Lara wore a smirk as she walked down into the surf with her, eyes not leaving the Trill the entire journey. Payback time. As soon as they'd both gotten at least shin deep in water the taller hybrid pounced on the shorter woman, knocking both of them into the surf and soaking them completely.

"Sorry. I just couldn't resist, watching you walk like that," She playfully growled, gently lifting the chin of the other so that she was looking straight at her. "Well, two can play, my beautiful Trill friend!"

Dee, looked straight into K'Lara's eyes and smiled. "Oh really! Are we going to swim or would you rather stare at me longingly instead?." Dee replied.

"Why stare?" K'Lara gently curled an arm around her shoulders and pulled her upper body into a sitting position. Both women were covered in water droplets, hair messy and sopping wet... they'd have to dry that out, eventually.

"Would you rather I do that? Spend the next few hours staring at you, admiring you like the Venus sent work of art that you are?" She growls teasingly, running her thumb along the Trill's jawline.

"Oh I am sure there's more you would like to do than stare but seeing no one has really admired me like this, it's a good start." She replied.

K'Lara chuckled, lightly brushed her thumb over her jawline and climbed off the Trill, once more offering her a hand up. "Come. Let's go swimming, shall we, and then we can possbily explore what else we might do with this... mutual interest. Hmm?" A playful smile stretches the corners of her mouth.

"Okay" Dee replied as she set off swimming.

K'Lara takes a moment to smile and shake her head in amusement as the Trill sets off through the water, as well as wonder how and why exactly the gods had seen fit to give her this so far dizzyingly pleasant evening.

SHe doesn't take too long, though, she soon plunges into the water herself, and begins swimming through the cool crystal clear water with strong, broad strokes; clearly she is a practised, proficient swimmer. She comes up next to Deezell soon enough, to whom she gives a smile and underwater wave before propelling herself past her.

Dee attempts to give chase but she is not as proficient at swimming as K'Lara. She soon tires and heads towards the shore so she can stand up in the water, with it just below her bosom.

K'Lara takes a few more minutes to swim and work the tension from her muscles before a devious idea hits her. As soon as Deezell is distracted she takes the opportunity to swim up behind her unseen, burst out of the water and wrap her arms around her toned belly. "Got you!" The hybrid smiles a triumphant toothy grin. Part of her wonders what the other will do, now that she's a captive audience, so to speak.

Dee screamed in surprise and delight as being grabbed. She put her hands on top of K'Lara's arms that were around her waist. "I haven't felt this good for a while. " She said with an expression on her face of pure contentment.

"I am honored to have been the one to give you this time. Now come here, let me have a good look at you..." K'Lara spun her round so that they were face to face. Shs could her heart begin to pound as she took in the entirety of Deezell's front, from the generous curve of chest, waist and shoulders to her eyes alight with surprise and joy, to the way her blond hair spilled across her face and dripped water down her chest...

And the next thing she knew, the hybrid was leaning in, closing the distance between their faces, swept up in the moment.

Dee, who pulse was racing with her breathing trying keep up, leaned forward, she put her hands around K'Lara's back, and planted her lips on hers. After, what seemed like eternity, Dee finished passionately kissing K'Lara and released her hold.

K'Lara almost whimpered as Deezell pulled away. The Trill was an excellent kisser - whether she knew that or not she did not know. Those few moments spent with their lips locked had been heavenly.

"Why don't we head back to shore and dry ourselves off. Don't want to catch a cold." She suggested, shaking water from her wavy brown hair. K'Lara began to wade towards shore with a smirk and a playful glance cast Vox's way, inviting her to follow - along with a hand slightly outstretched towards the back. "I'd hate to be shivering while we enjoy the rest of our evening - don't you?"

"Absolutely, let's dry off. " Dee replied

Smiling K'Lara finds their towel and settles down upon it, at which point she requests two more from the holodeck to dry off with. She waits for Vox to approach before tossing her one of them. "That was one of the best kisses I have ever had," She admitted, "And I have had many of them. Did your past lives contribute to that, perhaps? Centuries of experience kissing?" There was a playful gleam in her eye.

"I guess so" Dee replied as she dried herself with a towel. "My last female host, Azrel, was complimented many times on her kissing technique. But, I do think I am rather good myself, as Deezell. " She added.

"Perhaps some part of her lives on in you - such as your amazing kisses. That is how joined Trill work, is it not? To combine aspects of all previous hosts?" K'Lara was grinning as she put her towel aside, leaving her body mostly dry. Little droplets remained on her chest. "It surprises me, actually, how readily you reciprocated."

"I will be honest with you because I feel I can. I have never really been sure what side of the fence I am on. I have often found myself drawn to both men and women for varying reasons. When I kissed you I just felt this feeling that it was meant to happen. I couldn't resist."

"So what you're saying is you find me irresistable." Oh, she was definitely grinning now, in ecstasy. The hybrid lay on her belly facing the Trill, head in her hands propped up by her elbows, where she had a rather nice view of her cleavage...

Dee was staring deep into K'Lara's cleavage and then suddenly looked up. "You have some weapons of mass distraction there. Now I can't remember what I was talking about." She giggled.

"Weapons? What do you mean, weapons? As you can see, I am clearly unarmed! Where would I hide one, between my breasts?" The half Klingon joked, smirking to herself. "We were discussing how you simply couldn't resist kissing me - which means that to you, I am simply irresistable... is that so, spotted beauty?"

"Weapons of mass distraction is a term Raekwon used to describe a woman with ample breasts and yes you are quite alluring. Come to think of it, Raekwon would have used that term on me as well. "

"He wouldn't be wrong." K'Lara commented nonchalantly. "Who's Raekwon? A previous host of yours?" The hybrid chuckled. "They sound quite... amusing. We attractive women do have quite a lot of power, as I'm sure you've already found out..."

"Yes, Raekwon was my last host. He owned the Serenity Gallery on the station's promenade. I've been female three times now, and I'm all too aware of the power we have as gorgeous ladies." She said smiling, whilst deliberately slowly drying her cleavage.

K'Lara hummed. "You're really just giving me a show, aren't you." She remarked, grinning toothily. "Looks like you're more into me than you seem, my lovely."

"Are you enjoying the show then? " Dee asked. "And what do you fancy doing next or do you want to call it a night and meet up again soon.?" She added.

K'Lara considered her options. "My quarters." She decided. "Go dry off and shower here if you'd like, we'll meet again at the holodeck entrance in about fifteen minutes. Don't worry, we won't be doing anything we shouldn't. I just want somewhere we'll have a far smaller chance of being interrupted in..."

"Okay, let's go to your place. I wouldn't mind seeing your quarters." Dee replied.

K'Lara smiled, stood and had the computer create a changing room for each of them nearby; she disappeared into one and emerged from it thereafter in a white dress and corset that hugged her curves, complimenting them beautifully. She scanned the other changing room, wondering what exactly her companion might have in mind...

Dee stepped out of her changing room wearing leather-like trousers with a white top, which although didn't show any cleavage, it did accentuate her bossom. Over the top she had a black leather jacket. " What do you think?" She asked.

"I like it." The hybrid smirked and approached the other. She couldn't help but appreciate just how good the outfit looked on the Trill. "Is this your normal aesthetic? Because if it is, expect to see heads turn wherever you go. Are you absolutely certain Venus herself didn't make you and send you here? If I didn't know any better I'd say you most certainly are."

She let the flirtatious comment hang in the air as she offered her her arm to take.

"I don't mind the Starfleet uniform but this is more me. I don't tend to dress too formal when off duty unless it's to my advantage." Dee replied

"I like that. Looks like someone's a bad girl off duty - perhaps, just perhaps, I shall have to keep a much closer eye on you." K'Lara set off with her new companion (or perhaps much more than that) in tow...

...arriving at her quarters a few minutes later. "Ready?" She smiled at Deezell. "I should tell you, it's really quite simply decorated...'

"That's totally fine with me. My place is the same. I don't do clutter. " Dee remarked as they entered K'Lara's quarters.

The room they stepped into wasn't much different from standard Starfleet officer quarters - but what K'Lara had put up for decoration was elegant in its own way. Polished cornucopias, an ornate Magna Roman necklace hung delicately upon a bust of the goddess Athena, an ornate blue and golden helmet that gleamed in the overhead lighting, window drapes made in the Magna Roman style, even more besides. It was like a little piece of Magna Roma brought here and tastefully integrated into the station.

"Do you like it?" The hybrid asked, taking the Trill's hand in hers.

"It's beautifully decorated. You have some gorgeous items and I love the drapes. " Dee replied as she looked around the room. "Have you got a nice bed too?" She asked.

"I wish." K'Lara waved at her bed, which had been draped with elegant-looking purple and gold Magna Roman fabric and pillows. "My mother was a wealthy woman. She made sure I had the very best of everything." Except a proper childhood, she did not add. "That is just a normal Starfleet bed beneath, I'm afraid. Speaking of beds..." K'Lara leaned in conspiratorily to the Trill, nose inches apart from hers. "Why is it my bed in particular that you mention, hmm?" Then a playful smile danced its way across her lips.


A voice in Dee's head was saying 'Be open to her, tell her the truth'

"Erm, I have a confession, please don't be mad at me. I, and I mean me as Deezell, haven't actually erm 'been' " she used her fingers to signify inverted commas around that last word. "With anyone." She said looking at the floor incase K'Lara was angry with her.

"Why should the fact that you have never had a significant other anger me? I, as well as anyone on this station who now has or has had a romantic partner was like you once." She said. With two fingers placed under her chin she tilted Deezell's chin upward so thar she could look into her eyes. "It simply means that it is my obligation to make your first and hopefully your last relationship your best - and for me to help you with the intricacies of the journey ahead, if we are to walk it together." K'Lara takes a moment before continuing, "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You have no reason or need to fear."

Dee smiled. "I'm not normally this shy, it might be the Lerani in me, my first host, she was a very timid woman. " Dee replied. She held her hands together as she was trembling slightly.

"Neither was I quite as timid as I was on my own first date, or for the first few weeks of my first relationship." K'Lara took the Trill into her arms, holding her face to her collarbone. "Uncertainty and venturing into something new is always scary. You shall have no judgment from me."

Dee gave her a hug. She let go after a few moments, she wasn't sure what to do next.

"Tomorrow. 1830 hours. The promenade." K'Lara declared, brushing hair from her eyes. "Meet me in front of the bubble tea stand. Dress casually, so long as you feel good in it. I'm taking you to dinner - and then we can see where the night takes us." Her hands reached out, holding Dee by her shoulders and staring into her eyes. "How about it?"

"It's a date" Dee replied.

"Wonderful." K'Lara beamed, taking her hands and holding them close to her chest. "Now, come here - why don't we revisit that... you know, the best kiss of your life on the holodeck." And with that she was leaning in again, capturing the Trill's lips in another passionate kiss.

The two held eachother in a loving embrace as our view moved away towards one of the windows in K'Lara's quarters, zooming in on the glittering stars in the darkness of space

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