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When: 19th
Rating: TBC
Characters: You!
Summary: A shindig at the beach for the best navigator in Starfleet.
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[ OOC: Feel free to assume your character has received an invite to the party via their inbox or word of mouth for Chekov's birthday! Everyone is welcome except you, Khan and presents are mandatory for the Enterprise's young navigator. Please tag under either section to keep the party somewhat ordered, and have fun! ]

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[candothat]

[Well, Lucy is Lucy. She isn't any less Lucy when she's City!dead, even if she is less happy and not-quite-alive.

He closes his eyes like a contented cat.] That--what you said--is very beautiful, and maybe I can be a hero for you. [teasing] It isn't the same as saving a ship alone or single-handedly keeping the Earth from being destroyed, of course, but it will do.

[mightbeconcussed]

[ She's glad to hear that. ]

No. It isn't. Much smaller scale, but still heroic.

[ She stills for a moment, head bowing to press her lips against his head. ] Is that what you were doing when you came back here?

[candothat]

[At times, Pavel loves Lucy so much that there's nothing he can say or do to adequately express his feelings. This is one of those times.

The mention of home gets a barely-perceptible flinch and a sigh.] Ah, no, but my captain was--or had. He had just saved the ship.

[mightbeconcussed]

[ It's probably for the best that Pavel can't express those feelings. She still gets scared by the idea of it, despite the fact that she's admitted she has the same feelings for him and she knows how he feels about her.

She sighs a little and nods. ] Pavel, if he hadn't been there to do that, I'm sure you would have. You're brave and kind, very capable. You just weren't in the right place.

[candothat]

[Someday, maybe, they'll both have words, and that words won't scare them.]

Thank you, Lucy, but you hold me in very high esteem. I wouldn't have been strong enough to realign the warp core, or good enough at fighting to do anything else he has done. [This sounds self-pitying, even to him. Even if he isn't exactly hero material in his world, he doesn't need to whine about it to Lucy.] But I am good at keeping us from flying into stars and preventing the captain from falling to his death, so that is something.

[mightbeconcussed]

[ Someday. Lucy is making progress even if she has setbacks on occasion. ]

Pavel, that's it's own form of being a hero. If the ship went off course and started flying into the stars, you'd be the one that saved the ship. Just because this time requires a hero with different skills doesn't mean that you aren't one.

[candothat]

[He shifts, sits up, and puts both arms around Lucy, resting his head on top of hers in a tidy reversal of their former position. This isn't something that he can make her understand, but he appreciates her optimistic take on things--and maybe it's a take that would be true in other worlds and under other circumstances.]

I do my job, and I do it well. This is what everyone on a starship does, and because we all do well, we all prevent disasters. It is all of us saving the ship every day, and only because that is what we are supposed to do.

[mightbeconcussed]

[Oh. Well she's perfectly content to be in that position as well, snuggling into him and resting her cheek against his chest, one arm sliding around his waist while the other hand rests on top of his heart.

Unfortunately, he's right. It probably isn't something Lucy can understand without experiencing it first hand. She ponders his words a moment, measuring her breathing with his. ]

I guess I just don't have that much ambition. I admire you for having it. I just can't understand it. I"m happy right now. That ambitious enough for me.

[candothat]

[He likes holding Lucy. It makes him feel like he can protect her.

For a moment, Pavel just listens to their synched breathing and the snap of the bonfire's tinder.]

I'm happy, too. I think, if both of us are happy, that will be enough for now.

[mightbeconcussed]

[ Lucy considers that, absently drawing patterns that happen to be hearts over and over again on Chekov's shirt. ]

I can always play hard to get if you need something to conquer.

[ She says it teasingly. She thinks she's made things difficult enough for them. ]

[candothat]

[Don't think he can't tell what those shapes are.]

I am an explorer, not a conquerer. I would much rather explore you.

[mightbeconcussed]

[ Busted. She's just going to keep it up though.

He can't see it, but his words bring a wicked sort of smile to her lips. ]

I'm fairly sure at this point, you've explored every, single inch of me, but you are more than welcome to re-explore.