SIM:Lt. Sahmson, Aodhnait Cair - Lights
Shortly before Sahmson is arrested he and Aodhnait take a somewhat racy stroll through a back forty path, during which time Sahmson begins to remember his interactions with Jennifer Azorian.
((Civillian Sector - Keros Gardens - Starbase 118))
::Sahmson felt the alien hand in his, its fingers twitching slightly as it adjusted its grip. In front of them was the darkness of a path they'd not seen yet, leading someplace down toward the fluid treatment absorption matrix. There was a kind of hum, indistinct from the rest of the surrounding sounds, merging into the winds and the chirping birds.::
Cair: So I take it everything's under control?
::It was now. He was here for her for the rest of her life. He'd turned his back on Reikara, on Romulus, on home. He turned to face Aodhnait now.::
::Aodhnait looked into the yellow irises, into the darkness of the pupils at their centers. Around Sahmson's eyes the face changed slightly, and Aodhnait's mind did its best to provide for her some inkling of a copy of what he must be feeling. Parts didn't match, twitches here and there betraying happiness amid a decidedly less optimistic haze.::
Sahmson: We're fine.
::The words were quiet, to the point that her universal translator almost didn't register them.::
::Sahmson watched the expressions crossing the human face. The gestures seemed like variations on his own, subtle twists of the meanings of words from a language he'd half learned before he'd been forced to grow up. In her Rinanov flickered before him and then dissipated, a transient brilliant flake disappearing into the tepid liquid of so many years.::
Sahmson: Don't worry. You're safe.
::It was all that mattered. Around them several fireflies shimmered.::
Cair: I never doubted you for a second.
::She pushed her cheek up against his arm as they walked together. Sahmson felt a gentle breeze in his hair, his forehead beginning to tingle with pleasure at the sensation. In the distance he could see the trees grow narrower, the path darker. This was the less maintained area, where vast ecosystems were allowed to grow unchecked.::
::Aodhnait looked up at the labyrinthine mark on Sahmson's forehead, marvelling again at how it changed colour. She'd only seen it do that once before. She looked ahead again, into the greenish darkness that seemed to sparkle with the distant fireflies. There was something final about all this. The narrowing, winding path, the darkening forest. The silence. They were safe at last. Life was returning to normal. Sahmson was close.::
::He looked down at Aodhnait as she stared at him and reached down to kiss her. Her lips against his were soft, and there was something familiar in the sensation. The world seemed to stop for a moment as everything went dark. Their lips were still locked but he could see only himself. Beside him was a soft female voice speaking now, its quality eliciting in him a mesmerizing warmth, something he'd not felt since--::
Voice: Ensign Sahmson. Service Numer 422345622-B.
::Inside of himself he felt his lips move, as though his body were now a tower stretching out above him.::
::The faint outline of a Starfleet officer emerged in the corner of his vision. She was clad in some kind of dress uniform.::
Voice: The only cadet whose pastimes included intelligence manipulation, social engineering, genetic encoding, and distributed virtual network infrastructure penetrations... Not to mention rigging every strategic maneuvers simulation.
::The clucked her tongue.::
Sahmson: Yes ma'am!
Voice: Not that you really had a choice. Did you really think you were in control--::
::He felt his fingers begin to tighten, the joints cracked. And in front of him his mother gazed into his eyes, whispering softly,::
Mother: Sahmson, you've found a girl!
::The forest returned, gentle sparks of light criss-crossing it. Their lips parted and Sahmson gasped.::
Aodhnait: What's wrong?
::She pulled him in to her again, their lips locking once more, Aodhnait whispering into his ear,::
Cair: I love you.
Voice: You're never really in control.
Cair: I want you.
Voice: You're never really who you think you are.
::The sound of her voice dissipated again, and all he could hear now was Aodhnait breathing beside him, accompanied by the sensation of her teeth gently biting at his ear. Around them the lights came and went.::
all simmed by
Lt. Cmdr. Kevin Breeman
Tried to evoke something of a fantastical mood with this sim through the use of the fireflies, which in and of themselves connote a certain amount of sexuality (the glow of fireflies is thought to be a signal to mates )
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