[Spock & Uhura] Observation Deck. 2100.
Observation Deck. 2100.
The simple message, concise and lacking entirely in detail, was sent to Uhura’s PADD before the beginning of Alpha shift and never mentioned by either of them throughout the day. They were both focused on their work and seldom diverted from it while they were on shift. Of course they both had important jobs; heading up communications and being the executive officer seldom meant you were off duty when you were suppose to be. But as Spock was an avid scheduler who seldom diverted from his agenda without dire situations [and even then he still gets upset about it] once this was in his planner there was little chance of it not happening.
Organizing anything even remotely romantic was not Spock’s forte. Back at the academy an adequate level of Romanticness could be achieved with minimal effort by simply taking Uhura to a restaurant, attending a culturally engaging event or simply going for a walk. Attempting any of those activities on a ship was impossible. On the ship, aside from a visit to the bowling alley or the occasional movie viewing there was not much to engage in culturally that was different from what they saw every day. The only places to eat were the lounges and recreation halls, which were usually occupied and far from romantic, or their quarters. Being as they spent most of their time in their quarters, he figured a change of pace was best for this particular evening.
With some deliberation and outside input, the location of the dinner was settled at observation deck where Spock brought replicated dinner and coffee as well as desert and various other things that are appropriate for a romantic dinner. As the room was not equipped for eating but contained plenty of wide open space, he spread a blanket on the ground with their dinner arranged in a visually pleasing manner in order for them to simply sit and observe the abyss of stars as they ate.
He stood close to the large observation window while he waited for Uhura to arrive, hands behind his back as he stared at the quickly passing stars.
The simple message, concise and lacking entirely in detail, was sent to Uhura’s PADD before the beginning of Alpha shift and never mentioned by either of them throughout the day. They were both focused on their work and seldom diverted from it while they were on shift. Of course they both had important jobs; heading up communications and being the executive officer seldom meant you were off duty when you were suppose to be. But as Spock was an avid scheduler who seldom diverted from his agenda without dire situations [and even then he still gets upset about it] once this was in his planner there was little chance of it not happening.
Organizing anything even remotely romantic was not Spock’s forte. Back at the academy an adequate level of Romanticness could be achieved with minimal effort by simply taking Uhura to a restaurant, attending a culturally engaging event or simply going for a walk. Attempting any of those activities on a ship was impossible. On the ship, aside from a visit to the bowling alley or the occasional movie viewing there was not much to engage in culturally that was different from what they saw every day. The only places to eat were the lounges and recreation halls, which were usually occupied and far from romantic, or their quarters. Being as they spent most of their time in their quarters, he figured a change of pace was best for this particular evening.
With some deliberation and outside input, the location of the dinner was settled at observation deck where Spock brought replicated dinner and coffee as well as desert and various other things that are appropriate for a romantic dinner. As the room was not equipped for eating but contained plenty of wide open space, he spread a blanket on the ground with their dinner arranged in a visually pleasing manner in order for them to simply sit and observe the abyss of stars as they ate.
He stood close to the large observation window while he waited for Uhura to arrive, hands behind his back as he stared at the quickly passing stars.