The Quadratic Equation of Love

Posted on Fri Nov 27th, 2015 @ 7:47am by Captain Charybdis MacGregor & Captain Patrick O'Connor & Lieutenant Commander Siivas McKenzie
Edited on on Tue Dec 29th, 2015 @ 9:32am

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Mission: Taking Chances
Location: Zaryx 4 agricultural colony
Timeline: 2265
Tags: Zaryx,1stlove,Siivas

"We need to have a talk, Miss Scientist- right the f#@k now!" Doctor McKenzie had said as he grasped Lieutenant Charybdis by the arm and frog-marched her out towards the fields.

The Captain and the colonists looked on in puzzlement, but they let them go... both officers were somewhat unique in how they dealt with people and situations, and Captain O'Conner was learning to adjust to it. He made a questioning gesture toward Charybdis but she waved him off, so he shrugged and focused on the colonists.

The colonists just thought the duo were odd. But then, they were aliens.

The duo moved in silence for a few moments as he took her out where they were significantly away from the ears of the others and then hissed at her, not unkindly. "What time is it?"

"Doctor, I have entertained this because you have consistently put my best interests first and foremost, but..." Charybdis started.

He poked her in the lower abdomen, almost in a most unseemly place with his right index finger and glared at her more seriously. "What time is it?" he asked again, emphasizing the second word.

"Doctor!" She yelped as she jumped back a half-step, her hands coming down protectively in front of her and her anger beginning to rouse itself toward the Deltan before the answer to his rather pointed question suddenly occurred to her, and it faded into curiosity.

"You mean my time in my... cycle?"

"Contrary to popular belief," he informed her as he pulled out a hypo and measured out a small shot of purple fluid, "Pon Farr has nothing to do with your acceptance of logic. Logic just means it's a lot worse when it happens because you become an hormone-ridden nutbar nobody can talk to unless they come bearing chocolate ice cream." He prepared to inject her in the upper right arm, then paused, sniffed the air and took her wrist, then held his left two fingertips over her vein, counting her pulse.

"Well, I do like chocolate... um, Doctor? What are you doing...?!"

"Deltans have been friends with Vulcans since before Vulcans and Humans were introduced to one another," he said as he looked upward, still monitoring her vital signs, observing her respiration, pulse, blood pressure and skin temperature. "One of the first things we helped your people do was synthesize a hormonal inhibitor so you could influence your Pon Farr a bit. It's not perfect, but it helps and I just prepared you a shot to take the edge off before you descended to grunting and craving raw meat."

"But... but I haven't... I don't need a hormonal inhibitor, Doctor! I'm not out of control, I just... I just kissed him, that's all. I wasn't going to molest him or anything." She tried to backpedal but he still held her wrist with two fingers; he did not let go, and despite her greater strength, she did not try to break free.

"I'm starting to realize that. Though the molestation point may be debatable," he added with a smirk. "Here I thought that you were coming into your seven year cycle and that you'd need help with it... turns out you're just a little worked up." He inhaled slowly as he checked her pupil dilation with his medical scanner. "Very worked up, I see."

"Doctorrrrr...." the pointy-eared vixen rolled her eyes and her cheeks tinged an olive hue.

"So," he let go of her wrist and put away the tricorder and put his fists on his hips and cocked his head, "what are your intentions towards the Captain, Miss Vulcan?"

"I... I don't know. I think he... well, he said he loves me, so..." Her brow furrowed a bit and her expression became one of concern. "I am going to be very careful... I know that men say a lot of things, but he doesn't seem to be like that. I asked him if it was just a physical interest and offered him that as an out, but he said love... almost inappropriately."

"Allow me to supply you with a mathematic argument for you to solve," Siivas told her bemusedly. "In the absence of the known reactive, in the presence of a known active force and understanding what the ultimate result is most likely, solve for the result of the unknown reactive element."

One eyebrow hitched upwards and she prepared to launch into a scientific solution to the equation that he posed, but she couldn't keep a straight face and broke into a giggle. "I'm never going to get away with anything with you, am I?"

The doctor crossed his arms and remained silent.

Hands flew up into the air, and she began circling him as she spoke, gesticulating uncharacteristically with her hands and arms as she did so.

"I don't know, Doctor... I do like him very much, but he's my commanding officer. He's so much older than me, but I think I like that about him. He really seems to be kind of shy around me and that's very sweet, but maybe that is just a ploy. But if it is a ploy then why chase after me, when he could chase any woman on the ship? Getting involved with his subordinate is risky for him because people will claim favoritism if he shows me any approval, but I just want to do a good job for him. He acts as though he respects me and my work, and he seems to take me seriously. And the way he looks at me isn't just 'boobs butt brain' as you say, it seems to be something a lot stronger than that. And..."

She stopped circling and rambling and looked at the Doctor, who still stood in the same spot, in the same position, bemused expression unchanged though his continued eye contact indicated that he was obviously still paying attention.

"Oh, stop! Don't look at me like that! I don't know! I... he makes me feel... different. Down here," she said, placing her hand over her abdomen. "When I think about him I get this odd twitching sensation in here and it isn't something I am accustomed to feeling." The Doctor tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows.

The circular pacing around the Deltan resumed.

"I know, I KNOW, I still have not answered your question, your infernal equation. And it all comes down to the same thing, because the only variable in the equation that I control is me, of course. I know that. Don't think that I don't know that. Of course I know that. I just... I mean..."

The pacing stopped, and she looked at her boots. Or she would have if she could see them, but she looked in their direction.

"I want to believe him, Doctor. Because if I believe him, then maybe..." Her gaze flickered upward, her large violet eyes that looked to all the world like nebulae in the night sky seeking his own, seafoam green and eternal as the oceans. "Perhaps he is serious. Perhaps what he says that he feels for me is real. And if that is so, then perhaps..."

The Deltan Doctor leaned in toward her slightly, and she smiled gently.

"Yes, Doctor. Then perhaps I could be happy, and I could love and be loved," she said with a shy smile, and she leaned her forehead into his own, closing her eyes. "You asked my intentions... I will not be rash and foolish, and I will tread lightly. I will open my heart to him as he finds his way into it, and I will treat his heart gently and safeguard it carefully from harm. I will not rush into his bed, and should that time come I will be careful both physically and emotionally. If it should pass that we grow apart I will be an adult and let it be, and when difficulties arise I will communicate and not expect him to be telepathic. I will not expect too much, nor put in too little effort. I will give this every opportunity and do my part and be myself as best I am able, and I will take a chance that sometimes the stars are not unkind and bring two people together... but realize that there are no guarantees."

Gently she pulled back from him and looked him in the eye.

"Does that solve the equation, Doctor?"

"Cee plus," Siivas replied with airy approval. "Very good for a sexually immature species." He chuckled slightly, "Now if he can resist rushing things..."

 

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