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[dancingmd]

Who: Beverly Crusher
Broadcast: Video
Action: Iskaulit
When: Now!

[Hello Fleet, it's been a while since you all have seen this particular redhead's face on the network. Months, really, since she's made a public broadcast like this. She appears to be in a good mood, offering the fleet a smile, and even if her address is rather formal, her tone is warm and welcoming. Behind her is the greenhouse of the Iskaulit, with lots of tropical-looking plants and even what looks like fruit! Weird fruit! But fruit nonetheless.]

Good afternoon! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Dr. Beverly Crusher of the SS Blue Fish. I, along with Ino Yamanaka on the Three Twins, run the garden here on the Iskaulit. I've spoken with many of you who have expressed an interest in learning how to garden. In light of this, I've decided to offer classes of a sort... nothing too formal, just a weekly meeting where I can teach people the basics of taking care of plants in the environment of a starship. Though of course, if people want something more extensive, I'm more than happy to accommodate for that! But it seems best to start simple, see what people are most interested in. So, if this is something you think you'd like to be a part of or if you have any questions, you can either respond here or I'll be on the Iskaulit the rest of the afternoon should you prefer to talk in person.

Thank you for your attention!

[And Crusher out!]

Comments

[thezerothlaw]

[He's content to let her lead, and he follows gladly, one hand brushing through her hair with exquisite gentleness as he kisses her.]

[dancingmd]

[As for her hands, they encircle his waist and slowly pull him closer to her. There's no urgency in her movements, just a gentle desire to be near to him, enjoying the warmth of his body next to hers and the softness of his lips and the smell of dirt and leaves in the air. Kissing for the sake of kissing, not as a precursor to anything else.]

[thezerothlaw]

[He moves slowly, and gently, one hand at her waist and the other in her hair, and as he kisses her he dwells in her mind, listening, feeling a texture of pleasure he's becoming familiar with. He pauses, however, drawing back just a fraction.]

I don't object, but we do risk being interrupted here.

[dancingmd]

[Her nose scrunches up with amusement.]

Oh but that is all part of the fun isn't it?

[thezerothlaw]

Is it?

[He tilts his head. He hadn't expected that answer.]

You wouldn't mind?

[dancingmd]

There's a certain... thrill in doing this sort of thing in a place where you might get caught. Not that we're actually doing anything actually inappropriate, mind, but it's fun to pretend anyway.

But you're right, I did tell people they could come see me, so it's probably best if we wait until later to continue.

[thezerothlaw]

It might be awkward.

[And well, he knows there's probably nobody nearby right now, but the point remains. He gives her one last kiss and draws back, his hand still at her waist.]

I believe you were going to instruct me in plant care, Beverly.

wrap?

[dancingmd]

[She gives a little pleased hum and smiles, bringing one of her hands to rest on top of the one he has on her waist.] That I was. First thing we should talk about is... dirt.