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Name: Scout

Height: 5’5

Eye Colour: Green

Birthday: November 10th

Favourite Colour: i don’t really know???

Best school subject(s): English

Mac or PC: PC

Current shirt color: Blue

Day or Night: Day

Celebrity Crush: The entire roster for the Vancouver Canucks tbh

Favourite Food: cream of wheat~

+lieutenant--uhura

She giggled playfully as he pulled her out at arms length, her deep brown eyes gazing up at him, her eyes catching a glint of his light blue ones.

“Replicator it is then.” She said with a gentle laugh, her hand flying up to smack him square in the chest before she looked down at her feet. “I better make it to the bridge.”

"Are you really going to-- Okay." Jeremy, with a lingering gesture, let his hands slip off her shoulders. "Take a raincheck, then?"

+xyeomanrand

[stares at him with a frown] So…So you’re me? You’re a male me?

Exactamundo. [he winked at her and looked around] So where's our Captain? Is he still that gorgeous male specimen of human kind? 'Course. I wouldn't mind seein' a female James T. Kirk. Could you even imagine?

“I would imagine that it would be easier to demonstrate complicated concepts,” she assumed. She listened to his explanation though, filing the information in the proper places so she wouldn’t forget, and smiled, “I understand now. Thank you for explaining it to me.” And maybe it hurt a little bit, that he was only joking. She was an android, though. Humans didn’t go on dates with androids. “Have you been on a date recently, yeoman?”

"Oh, jeez..." Jeremy ran a hand through his hair as if it would help him jog his memory. "You know what? I can't even remember the last time I went on a date with someone. Especially with anyone as cute as you."

The yeoman had enough sense to assume that if he returned the question, it would most likely be responded to in the negative, so with a boyish grin, he put both hands on her shoulders, looked her directly in the eyes, and asked "Enty, would you like to go on a date with me?"

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She looked at him for a moment, doing that eye brow raise thing that she had learned by watching Doctor McCoy. The yeoman was certainly odd, but he was entertaining. “Which one would be easier, yeoman?”

"Take a wild guess."

It was hard work flirting with someone who had no notion of what flirting even was, so Jeremy quickly decided to answer the question for her. "A date is when two people go out and do something together when they think they might be able to be in a relationship." He nudged her shoulder and smiled. "And for the record, I was joking."

+xyeomanrand

Excuse me? [she stares at him] Rand? Yeoman Rand? That’s impossible.

Ah, ah, ah. Don't you even listen to those Vulcans? 'Infinite universes with infinite possibilities.' Frustrating, the way they're always right, but they've got a point, don't you think? Nothing's impossible, sweet cheeks. [he took a bite out of a green apple and grinned proudly as he chewed]

+xyeomanrand

What are you going on about? Cadet, what is your name?

Cadet? [he nearly coughed the word up like a hairball] You mean Yeoman. Yeoman Jeremy Rand. [another cocky smirk reached his face as he crossed his arms over his chest] Now who's the slow one?

+lieutenant--uhura

As she felt his arm slink over her shoulders, the Lieutenant felt her body sauntering in closer to his, a soft giggle escaping her lips as she looked up at him. “The fact you made it out alive is a miracle.” She teased, her nose scrunching up playfully before she looked up a bit as if thinking to herself. “So are you going to try and cook for me, or are we skipping right to the replicator?”

"Not only did I make it out alive. But I made it out alive with a date."

He took her by the shoulders and held her out at arms length. "Nyota, I've waited this entire time to take you out to dinner, and I'm not about to drive you away with my cooking. Grape juice or not, we've gotta just suck it up and use those damn replicators."

“How would having a different body change whether or not that variation of speaking would be alright?” she asked, becoming more confused by the second. “I do not mind, but…what is a date?”

"New hair, new me, I guess?" He chuckled at her confused face and crossed his arms over his chest, resting his shoulder against the wall. "A date is a, uh... Well, would you rather a definition or demonstration?"

+lieutenant--uhura

“Oh see, now you’re just going to disappoint a girl without the grape juice.” She slowly slipped free from his grasp. Although fleeting, hardly a true attempt to get away from him, Uhura turned to look at him once more, shaking her head. “But I might still be into that dinner idea.”

"I knew I'd wear you down eventually." The Yeoman slug an arm nonchalantly over her shoulder, grinning like mad. "Oh, and fun fact, while we're still on the subject of sleeping. I spent my entire first year at the Academy thinking I had Narcolepsy. Turns out I was just really bored."

+xyeomanrand

[gasps then shoves him away] What the hell is wrong with you!

[stumbles back, somewhat surprised at her violent reaction] Well, I was just wondering! Don't you have any questions for me? 'What's it like being an undeniably gorgeous male?' I'll answer any and all inquiries you have on the subject.

“I am the USS Enterprise. Usually I have a different face.”

"Ohhhhh, see, I recognize your other face. I guess since you've got a different body now, it would be okay for me to sweet talk you into a date? Y'see, Kirk told me not to but, what does he know?"

+lieutenant--uhura

“Because you amuse me, relax.”

As he spoke of this hypothetical date, Uhura found herself more and more appreciating the very idea. After a moment, the Lieutenant leaned back a bit, a gentle whine purring from her throat as she leaned her head against his arm. “That sounds so nice.” She then paused, her eyes widening a bit. “Minus the drool, you had me sold.”

"Dammit, every time," he laughed. "Looks like I gotta fix this drooling problem before you go on a date with me, huh?" Jeremy glanced down at her face and flashed a cheeky grin. "Until then, we should commence other activities that don't involve me falling asleep. How about dinner? Minus the grape juice boxes, unfortunately."

+xyeomanrand

[she pressed a few buttons on her PADD and pulled up her file] Janice Rand is me. Now, if you would stop trying to be clever can you inform me who the hell you are so I may inform the Captain of your apparent need to hit on everything that walks.

[he took a good long look at the information written on the PADD before finally laughing slightly and scratching the back of his head] Huh... Well, would you look at that. I tell ya', honey, working for Starfleet, you see a lotta weird shit, but I don't think I've ever met the female version of me before. So tell me, what's it like having boobs? Do you touch them a lot? If I had boobs, I'd never stop touching them.

+lieutenant--uhura

Uhura couldn’t help the louder laugh that escaped her as she moved to Rand’s side, then moved to link her arm with his, her hand pressing against his upper arm. “Well then, Yeoman, tell me: How would this date go exactly?”

"Why are you laughing? You're gonna make me self conscious."

He held his arm our for her gallantly and made a grand gesture forward, as if asking if she would walk the halls without in a mockingly gentlemanly manner. "Well I'd make you dinner... Probably burn it, so we'd end just have to get replicator food. We'd have grape juice in those little pouches! Those are the best... And then we'd watch Disney movies and fall asleep. I drool, so watch out."