Being very stressed out and just dancing but Captain Lorca finding you? Briliant blog, briliant writing, take care of yourself If this request does not rock your boat, just delete it. Write what really gets your imagination. Thanks just for reading this if tumblr does not eat it.
Hope you like it! (Lorca does rock my boat, and if he were real I’m sure he’d take his turn rocking my world too… but he’d have to ask Chris first.)
Captain Lorca finding you dancing would include:
•it’s been one hell of a tough few days. It’s Discovery’s internal audit and your Head of Department has been grilling your ass on an open pit fire trying to get you to organise everything.
•but now, at long last, it’s all done. And so far so good, you’d not heard anything bad from the HOD or CO.
•and so when your shift ended you decided you’d make the most of your free time. You’d learned long ago that Cargo Bay 2 was always empty, and so you grabbed your dance gear, and went straight there.
•and you just lost yourself in the music. You danced and stretched and leapt as you felt drawn to do. With each movement your breathing came easier, your mind felt lighter and you were lifted into the realms of freedom- gone was the tiredness and irritation of the past few days.
•in its place you found yourself, twirling and moving gracefully, freely. You were so lost in the movements, in the music, that you didn’t notice that the door had opened, and the Captain had stepped in.
•he’d been passing by and heard the music. His curiosity couldn’t be denied. Gabriel leant against the closed door as he watched you finish the routine.
•it was only his loud, echoing applause that called your attention to him. And then you blushed, you felt hot under his gaze, know that he’d just seen you dancing…
•suddenly nervous you greeted him with a shaky smile. But Gabriel had something else in mind- a dance might be nice.
•he started up the music, selecting something a little slower, a little vintage, and held his hand out to you- silently inviting you to join him. And how could you refuse that?
•you took his hand and let him pull you close, far too close for a formal dance…but you didn’t mind, oh no, this was delightful!













