Kuntel: So, we're heading to Earth. We can always head to the place I proposed to you when we get there. *He smiles.* Kuntel: A nice little picnic? *** Alex: Are you Christian, or do you follow the Andorian religion?
*Kuntel smiles.* Kuntel: You know what I mean, Rose. *** Alex, adamant: Completely and utterly. The world darkens like the penumbra of the shadow of the moon when you leave my company, Tala! *He smiles at her.*
*Alex has been typing in bed, using a PADD. He hasn't bothered getting dressed.* *** Kuntel: Well... I guess that sorts out her quarters situation. *He smiles at Rose.* Kuntel: Just... try not to do anything with Eight while she's there, m'kay?
Kuntel: You'll be fine! They wouldn't offer it if you weren't ready. *** Alex: Maybe I'll just stay here and keep the bed warm for you. *He smiles suggestively at her.*
Alex: Think I should come? I am the Chief's assistant. *** Kuntel, smiling: I just spent five minutes arguing over it with you! *He stands up and holds her, and kisses her.* Kuntel: You'll be a great Admiral, cher. Better than Quinn, even. *He smiles at her.*
Kuntel: You won't lose your ship. *He sits down in front of her, on her desk. He smiles.* Kuntel: The Lady Lex is so badass, they'll have to make it a flagship.
Jackson: Sounds like a plan. *He smiles, and adjusts her in his arms a bit.* *** Kuntel: Cher, you are. This is an opportunity most of Starfleet would sacrifice their left leg for! If they've offered it to you, you're ready.
Jackson: So no prequals? *** Kuntel: Cher, the Federation's in a state of war. They don't put Admirals in space stations right now, they put them on flagships and tell them to kill the enemy with the fleet they have. If there isn't a battle. Then you get to do what you're doing right now! *He crosses his arms.* Kuntel: You…
Jackson: Alright. *He raises an eyebrow at her, in a testing gesture.* Jackson: Even the Pre-quals.? *** Kuntel: Do you really think they'll stick their best tactical captain on a space station?
*Jackson smiles and stands up.... then picks Amelei up bridal style.* Jackson: Want me to carry you there like this? *** Kuntel: Oh dear, trailing off at the sight of a PADD. *He stands up and walks over.* Kuntel: What's wrong?
*Jackson smiles.* Jackson: We can go watch a movie, after our romantic dinner. *** Kuntel: Anything you need me to do, I can do, cher. *He smiles at her.*
Jackson: No, I mean what do you want to do now? *He smiles at her, taking her hand.* *** Kuntel: Meaning I should go get a few blankets, pillows, and maybe a blow-up mattress? *He smiles and sits on the couch.*
Jackson: So, now what? *He tilts his head and sits next to her, leaning his head on her shoulder.* *** Kuntel: Need any help? *He walks in, smiling at her.*