Take a Deep Breath...

Jabilo M'Benga. Vulcan Specialist. 32. 

[entrsam-blog]

  God dammit.

He was there because Mira had dragged him, just because of that. He could probably leave pretty quickly if he got a hypo, or just shoved his finger down his throat. He’d be fine.

It didn’t make him feel any better, but hey, he had to try. 

"Heyyy," Sam said, slipping into the man’s office, looking around. "So. Yeah, I need a little help, but if I’m interrupting some big deal then I can just go away, y’know? It’s— it’s not that important."

[entrmbenga]

M'benga stood from his desk, a bit too quickly, as his chair was pushed back. Apparently, he was rather eager for the distraction now that it had happened.

"No not at all. What can I help you with?," 

He had come across this guy a couple of times. Looked like the Captain but wasn't... Sam? Maybe that was it. Jim and Sam sounded right. 

[entrmbenga]

"Can I help you with something?,"He asked looking up from his paper work.

The Commander had gotten sick and he refused to come in to get a check up. So now he was stuck with all this paper work. He would try to convince him to come in later. Or else he would have to make a house call.

It had been so many years since a Vulcan had gotten a cold, and it was even more rare for the Enterprise's first officer.

Admittedly, this had rattled Jabilo. So to compensate he was doing paperwork. And just when he had started to really get some work done... oh well. What could be done? 

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"I am pretty content with all the candy we still have on board," she says as she pops another piece of candy into her mouth. "Very satisfied indeed. Want some?"

[entrmbenga]

M'benga hadn't talked much with Dr.Noble before. They both worked in the med bay at times  and had been introduced. However, he didn't recall having many conversations with her. 

"Thank you for the offer," he said reaching down and taking a chocolate caramel candy. He unwrapped it leisurely.

"Did you have a fun time this Halloween then doctor?," He asked attempting to make small talk. It came out more casually than he meant it to though. 

[entrmbenga]

Jabilo had been locked up in his office for too dang long that day and it suffocated him. That was why he now found himself in rec room three sipping a hot mug of black coffee. He took a deep breath as he looked into the rich brown liquid. It was a rather odd hour of the day, some time after lunch, which he had skipped, and too early to be dinner. The halls were quiet and the rec room had been empty. This being said M'benga was surprised when he heard the door slide open.

He looked up towards the door with a small smile on his face. He simply nodded a hello, not wanting to break the fragile silence that hung through the room, though he wouldn't mind a conversation if the person was willing. 

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  Sira fumbled with himself before he grabbed his hand in a firm grasp, maybe a bit too much, he would tell he was nervous, as if catching him doing that hadn’t been enough. 

It was inevitable that he noticed the way he spoke, and how he moved. He’d keep that bit to himself for later.

"Huh. Sira—I am Sira. Security, and stuff."

"You’ve been here longer than I have. Any tips for me?"

[entrmbenga]

M'benga wanted to raise an eyebrow at the curious manner this man acted. Had he made him that nervous? He liked to think he had a calming effect on people. 

"Advice? Don't piss off the Commander because then I have to deal with him. If you ever need a good chat the bartenders are always very friendly, rec room three seems to be the life of the party, and I hear you have a great Chief of Security as long as you stay on his good side," M'benga cut himself off there, not being one who likes to babble.

"If I think of anything else I'll let you know. Do you pretty much know your way around the ship?" 

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  Damn it.

"I— kinda," he admitted, slowly closing the comm without bothering to check if the man had shown up on the picture he had just taken, or to see if that was indeed, a picture worthy of keeping. 

"Sort of?" Ah. "You can tell, huh?"

[entrmbenga]

With a small shrug of his shoulders M'benga replied, 

"I haven't seen anyone that into the picture quality on a comm unit for a while. So just a lucky guess, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to tell," He said this last part to reassure the man, who seemed like he didn't want to be seen as new.

It had to be nerve-recking to get thrown on the ship right now, with everything that was going on. 

"Nice to meet you. The name's Jabilo M'benga. " He held out a firm hand for the man. 

[entrsira-blog]

Sira’s holding the comm right above his head— he’s still trying to get the hang of the little thing— squinting at it, as if it’s going to do anything but what he wants it to do.

Then he smiles, all teeth bared, clicks a button, and lowers it. 

Might as well. Hopefully the picture won’t end up in the shipwide net. 

"Nice."

[entrmbenga]

M'benga could barely hold back his chuckle. It had been a while since he'd seen anyone taking pictures of themselves on the comms unit. That had been all the rage when they first came out with that feature, now it was just funny to see anyone stop in the middle of the hall for such a thing.

" Are you new aboard?" He asked with a small nod towards the man. 

[entrmbenga]

17, 18, 19, 30-35

17.) Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress?

M'benga prefers to keep it casual though his casual usually is composed of   jeans and a nice button up. He likes to look good, though he would never admit it. He always dresses top to bottom, though hell if he notices. 

18.) Favorite Beverage?

Good ol' coffee is any scientists best friend. He takes his black; a personal goal he used to have was to get accustomed to this taste and gradually lessened the amount of sugars in his coffee. He did have Aidan mix him up a special drink known as L.A. Water which he has very seldomly but has to admit he likes its unique taste. 

19.) What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

Usually his plans for the next day. He isn't one to dwell on the past or let himself get too worried unless it is about his work. 

30.) Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster?

He is his usual himself if not a bit more quiet. M'benga usually acts as the shoulder for his relatives to cry on and tries to remain the steady foundation for those around him. 

31.) Most prized possesion?

Him? He doesn't like to keep many objects around for their sentimentality so that the past doesn't cause clutter, but the watch his father gave him is very special to him. 

32.) Thoughts on material possessions in general?

M'benga believes them to be just that, objects. Nice clothes are good and all and of course who wouldn't want nice equipment to work with now and then, but at the same time he wouldn't advise focusing on such things. They cause unnecessary worry, just make do the best with what you have and if you must have better work for it. 

33.) Concept of home and family?

Family is there to support you, but only for so long and everyone must move on with their life. They are great connections to have and you can rely on them but at some point you must assume the role of taking care of yourself and the family around you. 

34.) Thoughts on privacy?

Privacy is a right every person should have. He doesn't mind if someone walks into his office without knocking, but his room is another thing. His personal life usually stays personal unless he deems it to be no big deal. 

35.) What activities do they enjoy but consider to be a waste of time? 

M'benga isn't known to waste time but sometimes when he is bored he will look up motorcycles. He used to have one on Earth and misses minting it as well as riding it. If you ask him its way better than a car, but unfortunately does not do space. 

[entrmbenga]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12. First kiss memory?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20. Do they dream or have nightmares? If so what of?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

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[entrmbenga]

"Never danced like this before,"

[entrfatima]

You know, maybe we should look at this whole situation more positively: The giant green lizards that were going o around attacking people are gone and all Starfleet is trying to do is make sure it doesn’t happen again. It’s not like they’re going to get rid of anybody or anything like that….

Right?

[entrmbenga]

"That's a great way to look at it," he said, his voice steady as ever.

He hadn't been entirely worried about it either. The casualties had been taken care of and Doctor McCoy had made sure that even the worst of them, the CSO, was shaping up. M'benga had attempted to help out where he could and was surprised that he was able to. He specialized in Vulcan anatomy and medicine but the Commander had walked away with barely more than a couple of scratches. He had of course, insisted on examining him. Now that everything was back in order it only seemed right that Starfleet would want to get involved. But hey, it most definitely could have been worse. 

"I'm sure that everyone will be fine. Nothing really to worry about," He decided not to dwell on the negative possibilities.