I've moved--

        The lock clicks and he opens the door; the room smells strongly of mold — unpleasant, possibly, but not harmful if they don’t spend a large amount of time there. A row of file cabinets lines the wall opposite the door; he makes his way to them, metal warm against his fingertips. They appear to be locked, but more simply so than the door — and, yes, they are. He’s able to force them open with ease. 

        A thin cloud of dust comes off the papers as he pulls them out, moving them to the nearby lab bench — there are a few old-fashioned microscopes lying around, but he’s already noted the lack of slides and decided that the files will hold more information than the equipment. 

           Janice doesn't allow herself to hesitate, crossing the room to the pile of papers Spock has just retrieved. She's a fast reader by necessity, and begins to read them as quickly as she can without missing anything. There are carefully documented reports on the plague, but nothing specific that might--

           "Commander, I think I've found something."

           She shakes the paper free of dust, re-reading it more slowly. While there has so far been no mention of what caused the plague, what she thinks she's just found is something she knows is important.

[ she wants to kiss her deeply, passionately, but Janice sets the pace and she rolls with it. ]

    —- “You're lucky I love you so much.” 

    —- “That's what I thought." 

( she takes Christine's hand in hers and yanks her quite eagerly into the ready room, closing the door behind them and kissing her slowly ) 

[ she drops her head,      pressing a kissing to the point of the injection,         because she’s a good girlfriend             remember? ]

      —- “Well...

"I know you do.    And believe me,        The heavy petting’s more for me than for you.             I like the faces you make.”

      —- “Ouch!”  

( honestly, most days she was torn between wanting to kill Christine or kiss her--            --mainly the second one. ) 

            The planet resembles Earth almost identically; that had sparked their interest, and the ancient distress signal ensured their examination of the planet. A landing planet had beamed down to the undiscovered world; Doctor McCoy, the Captain, Spock, Yeoman Rand, and a small security team.  

            Spock has volunteered to stay behind; they had found no signs of current life on the planet - there is evidence of a sentient species, but they have long since died out. Starfleet wants to know why. Preliminary investigations have turned up nothing; they have already broken into several buildings in an attempt to find information on what has wiped this species out.

            It seems to be a plague; they have discovered that much - graffiti and decomposed remains have been their biggest clue. Nothing has turned up after that, though; so the planet has not been deemed a danger. The majority of the landing party have already beamed back to the Enterprise, leaving him on the surface, accompanied by Yeoman Rand. There’s one final building that he would like to search before returning to the ship - he had glimpsed a stack of file cabinets through one of the windows earlier; this world seems to be stuck in the 1960s - there is no electronic filing system, nothing that would make their task easier. 

         Janice stands behind Spock with a phaser in her hands. She may only be a Yeoman, but she can handle herself. In theory - and she hopes that she won't have to put that to the test any time soon. Considering the mission so far, she thinks she may be hoping in vain. Something is wrong, even if they cannot quite work out what it is yet. She had offered to stay behind with the Commander, unwilling to allow him to stay alone - and the rest of the Security team had got the 'creeps'. She also isn't all that eager to stay here, but she's got something to prove.  

   Probably not the best reason to be down here, but still.

         "Yessir."

( she kind of walked into that one     but she's not sure whether he is being serious        or just an ass--             --both? ) 

       —- “Um.                 Didn't know you were into having sex in public places                          ...sir.” 

✉ - for my muse telling yours they love them for the first time

Pavel heaved a huge sigh and sat up, a hand going to his hair which was stuck up in funny angles, and he yawned. Lucky he wasn’t on until gamma shift today, much to his disappointment, but at least it mean he had the day to himself, and tomorrow off as well. Before climbing into the shower he turned on his PADD to send her a message, when he noticed a new email from Naomi. Immediate excitement took over

[PADD > Goldilocks] I GOT A MESSAGE BACK!

[ PADD >> Candyman ] That's brilliant! [ PADD >> Candyman ] Did I say you would? [ PADD >> Candyman ] what did she say?

   --- "You sound pretty sure of yourself                  sir. " 

( there is doubt in her voice      ...it's on purpose ) 

     "Race you to the sea!"

     She didn't even pause to see if Christine had answered, crossing the road and running across the beach that was the other side. She paused to kick off her sandals, picking them up in one hand before running full pelt towards the inviting water. The sand was hot and scratchy under her feet, but she liked the feeling. Wearing uniform all the time was restricting in more ways than one.

            “I will throw in several lollipops.                 And you can choose any flavour you want.