||[Jul. 8th, 2009|03:32 pm]
::yanks on uniform jacket, giving wrinkles a half-hearted once over::
With everything else Starfleet comes up with, you'd think care free fabric would be simple enough...but no, no...
::jumps when firm, slightly cool fingers run over back, apparently focused on the out of reach spots::
::twists, greeted by a plate of...something...stuck just under nose::
Ah...smells good. But what exactly...