[IC] Final Stations (Sci-fi Nation RP)

[datadogie]

Fay's entire face turns red, and she lifts her head a little. "H-Hey, mister Erving, you can't say that," she says, turning her entire body away from Erving and trying to wipe the blush off her face. She rarely received compliments from the miners, probably from fear, or worry, or nervousness. "It's... Embarrassing."

[Catchphrase]

Erving grinned, "Sorry, couldn't help myself. So, shall we make our way back inside?"

[datadogie]

"Y-Yes. Yes, please," Fay says, her heart beating rapidly in her heart as she gets off of the deck and slowly begins to walk for the airlock. She was embarrassed at the compliment from Erving. Once inside, she cycled the airlock and then removed her suit, stepping out. "Still got," she paused to look at her watch, "Fourty minutes. Anything you wanna do?" She turned away to read some safety notices on the wall about the airlock, only doing it so she could hide her red face.

[Catchphrase]

Erving smiled at her, "I'm sure we can think of something to entertain ourselves, though forty minutes may be a bit rushed. Is there anywhere private we can go to for a bit?"

[datadogie]

"Err... P-Private? E-Entertain in p-private?" Fay's face turned redder than anything before. "Follow me, Erving."
She led him to her office. Nobody went into there unless there was an emergency or a report due, so it was relatively private. When inside, she closed the door and them collapsed into her chair, spinning around in circles. "So, waddayawanna do?"

[Catchphrase]

Erving sat down on the edge of the table, "Up to you my dear, after all, it is your office."

[datadogie]

"M-My dear?" Fay asks. "E-Erving... A-Are you s-sure we can b-be together? W-We are from different 'factions'." She asks, heart beating as she spun to face him. "I-I don't know what to do..."

[Catchphrase]

Erving reached over gently touched her cheek, "Do what you think is right to do. If you believe this is a bad idea, ask me to leave. If not, ask me to stay. Either way, I leave it in your hands."

[datadogie]

Fay blushed deeply. If these were his diplomatic tactics, they were certainly working. It took her a few moments for Fay to stutter out, "P-Please stay..." Her face lit up red, and her eyes flicker to his.