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*He stocks his tongue out at her and throws another small piece.*
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Jean: Well... *He picks a small piece of cake up and throws it at her.*
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Jean: Maybe we shouldn't get married. We fight to much.... *He crosses his arms again and looks away, then stares out the corner of his eye at her mischeviously.*
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Jean: ... Okay, this is where I put the foot down. What about my parents? Your extended family? Aunts, uncles, Kitty? How would they take it if we got married and they weren't invited? *He looks at her, arms crossed.*
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Jean: No special date? 'Cause I can pull some strings and have a priest be here in an hour...
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*He kisses her back.* Jean: So... when do you want to get married?
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*Velal smiles, then turns to Ethan.* Senator Velal: What do you want, Kirk?
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*He takes her hand and smiles weakly.* Jean: Anyway, tonight, the cake is not a lie.
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Velal: I hope you don't mind Romulan cuisine. *He smiles with some mirth.* Velal: My wife is a bit of a traditionalist when it comes to food. *He tilts his head.* Velal: Of course, if you are not fine with it, we can eat out...
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*He sighs.* Jean: I just want you to be happy...
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OOC: Well, I think it would be more interesting if you took her. Same as you don't like staging a fight between your two characters. It's not as interesting. Velal: Anyway, may I invite you two to dinner? To welcome you back onto the political scene. *He smiles.*
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Jean: Well... what if she was brain washed?
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Velal: I know the Unionists won't cool their heads. Might cool the ends of their rifles after they kill us, sure, but heads? No... *He crosses his arms.* Velal: I have no idea what got into their Leader... she seemed so rational during the War... OOC: I hope you don't mind, but I felt that a female would fit, as the amount…
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Jean: It depends... *He sits back and crosses his arms, his mind working through scenerios about how Lissan could be innocent.*
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Velal: The true problem is that the parties don't agree on anything. There are too many conflicting idealologies, which is also why nothing passes. I truly agree that there are too many parties, but the problem is that they demand representation, and their right to it is protected by the Constitution. *He sighs.* Velal:…
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*Jean frowns and sits next to her.* Jean: Maube she does have amnesia. I guess we'll see in time...
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Velal: Though... I do have to say, martial law seems a little extreme. I assume you don't have the President's reasoning behind this?
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Jean: Well... as long as you didn't cheat on my... I guess it's okay. *He smiles back at her.*
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Velal: Admiral. *He walks forward and extends a hand.* Velal: Please, excuse my vehemence to you during the meeting. Just trying to do my job, as are you.
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OOC: Gosh, it's dead on the fourms today...
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Origin? The random button....
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Jean: Thank you! *He leans forward and kisses her.*
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*Velal and the Coalitionists leave.* S'Talon Velal, to the more radical Coalitionists: Now, don't be angry at them. It's not their fault. It's the President and the Unionists fault, if anything. Coalitionist: I can't believe that they have the nerve to declare Martial Law, just because the few parties refuse to stay in…
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*Smiles.* His fault. *Kisses her forehead.* Now come on, we need to get to sickbay.
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*Rolls his eyes, then starts making out with Krystal.*
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How would you like if I retched every time I saw you and Reynolds kissing!? Huh?!
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He's just a hypocrite. Leave him alone.
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...*Sighs.* What is wrong with people today? *Shakes his head and kisses her.* Guess we have to go back to the ship now...
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*Walks over and holds her, then kisses her.* Why don't we go back to the ship and I'll give you a massage, hmm? A little relaxation? *Nuzzles her forehead.* You like video games, right?
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*Blinks.* You don't look healthy, cher... is something wrong?