Star Trek: Starbase 777
TO ARCHIVE / lt-k’tann﹢lt-jg-za’ari
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(is he cute?)
feeeemales (his own words). Nice guy tho
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still down to meet tho for sure!
tactical officer from Rapture, wooot tactics! I don't know about pew pewing ppl tho, have fun!
PS: he said he's "more of a trousers guy than a shorts guy" but maybe he'll be down for supporting our passion
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for Santa', apparently trying to indicate that he was going to leave such a snack for the jolly old man, but the way it was arranged didn't make one's mind jump to that at first glance. It was unusually crude of him to wear such a thing at gatherings, but then he did always match outfits with Allan on this sort of occasion, didn't he?
He had peacock earrings to match Aella's, though, (or he had one, at least; Allan stole the other one,) perhaps something they'd communicated ahead of time, and though it was slightly dishevelled now, his long hair, was tied up in a red ribbon to match his red lipstick (some of which was smudged onto Allan's jaw, cheeks and collarbone), eyeshadow, and red thigh-high boots over black skinny jeans. Lastly, in his hair he had two small hairclips that looked like a red butterfly and a magpie.
"Allan's right, you look stunning - Nalas like a prince, Aella like a Queen. Love the belt, Nalas, and the chain, Aella. Don't worry about the food, I love it, and everyone starts somewhere! By the looks of it, we'll be eating for weeks," Eshen said. "I'm not quite sure if I want to be called Eshen or Dion today, so feel free to call me either for now." He sat down by the table, which was actually large and round (replicated for the occasion) because that was the best way to fit all the food on it and also because that meant there wasn't a head of the table for someone to sit and be lonely at or something like that. 4
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Nalas' gift was quite light, and if Nalas opened it, inside there would be fabrics of various different rarities, and also some very tiny outfits he'd hand-sewn for baby Nalas (if Nalas had spotted Dion occasionally getting up in the middle of the night and taking the toy's measurements, this was why), including a little green fancy shirt with jade buttons shaped like diamonds - and he'd made an appropriately-sized shirt for Nalas, too, to match. There wasn't really a sneaky way to take someone's measurements, so he'd winged it based on what he could estimate and could make further adjustments if needed.
Inside Aella's box was a mason jar of slime approximately whatever the colour the Great Link was - an odd gift, but he had inquired at some point whether she would like this sort of thing and gotten a yes. Inside the goo, like it was trapped in amber, was a spherical object painted approximately like what he could gather the Founders' planet looked like, though they were secretive and on the other side of a wormhole so it might not be accurate; still, it's the thought that counts. There was also a pair of prescription sunglasses for if she ever needed to go somewhere sunny that he'd gotten help from Tiravurik to make. Sure, she could technically replicate these when she needed them, but these ones were Extremely Cool.
Allan's gifts were two vinyl records in albums with painted covers - one was of two red and purple-haired figures singing at a mic on some kind of stage under the stars and it was called 'Constellations', each thread drawn between stars in the sky named after each song the Starlots had made in the album. The next album cover looked like a black and white photo of a mic and a rose and was titled 'Frankly, Darling, It's Romance', which was basically one of those cheesy mixtapes except of old love songs on vinyl (because even though the class divide had more or less eroded in the Federation, Dion always had to be bougie about these things).
As Nalas and Allan continued discussing kissing and pre-gaming, Dion reached over to Allan and started rubbing off the lipstick near his mouth with a thumb before he realised that it was actually kind of a hot Look in itself and stopped, wiping his thumb on a napkin and then casually offering his hand to Aella again. "I know a few guys who might be down to assist you; I'm sure Allan can provide his own recommendations as well." Was this some sort of kissing matchmaking service now? Were he and Allan Cupid's angels? "Be sure to keep us updated on the running tally! Would you guys do me a favour and open the gifts now, though? As much as I love delayed gratification, I'm feeling impatient today." Clearly, considering the pre-gaming. The food was still cooling down and the gifts wouldn't take very long to open. 2
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°¡ had a record player to play.. oh, wait! He did!!!! Thanks Mephistopheles! Speaking of Mephistopheles, did this mean he selected some of the songs on the second vinyl or did he just put them onto it? Much to think about here. Allan found himself turning the record covers over to look at the back and then back at the front again, and just kept flipping them, looking at them in delighted awe. "Holy shit, it's us," he said with another laugh, looking at the Starlots cover again.
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With all the love and somehow more,
Allan
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But he must move on to Allan's suspiciously tall gift, so he gave Nalas and Aella hugs of gratitude, put the Targ on a special place on one of his bookshelves and the clothes near the mini-Eshen on the same shelf for him to change into later, and used his claws to neatly cut away the wrapping, tape and other such things, and gasped when he saw the guitar. "Ah! By Kah'less great knob - grape knobs! What a neat little touch. And of course, the rest of it is amazing, too; you got my colours right, and this reminds me of that time we made our first song. And this is poetry? Ah, you know me so well - all of you. And you're all so smart and creative," He said, skipping to a random page and glancing at a few lines about banished flowers and sleeping volcanoes. Not that he was shy about his interests - clothes, music, poetry, good food, plants (as evidenced by the ton of plants all over this room, including his favourites Freddie, Dolly and Oscar), but still, the exhilarating reward of being perceived was part of love.
Then he put the book on his shelf in the poetry section and sprawled out over the fluffy rug on the floor. "Allan, come over here and instead of a hug let me flop onto you again. You two, come join too, if you want. It may not be high noon, but I want to have kip."
[D] And so they all became a cuddle pile and had a siesta, and after they were done snoozing Eshen played some tunes with Allan (the poetry was actually inspiring him to come up with some more lyrics - a song with both English and Spanish in it), sorted out the leftovers, smooched everyone, dressed up their little plush guys, fiddled with the figurine to see what it could shapechange into, played some games with everyone, and generally just had a chilled-out Christmas with the people he loved - another great celebration to add to the story of his life, which he was enjoying more and more with each turn of the page. 2 1 1
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