Happy Birthday Ian - Let's have a Marvelous day

Posted Jan. 3, 2019, 10:29 a.m. by Lieutenant Ian Bordeaux (Yeoman/Diplomat) (Steven Sigle)

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Posted by Lieutenant Ian Bordeaux (Yeoman/Diplomat) in Happy Birthday Ian - Let’s have a Marvelous day

Posted by Captain Kelly Shultz (Commanding Officer) in Happy Birthday Ian - Let’s have a Marvelous day

Kelly paced inside of the holodeck waiting for Ian to show up. There was no way she was going to stand outside the holodeck in her current get up. Once her mother told her that men did all sorts of crazy things for women when they loved them. Looking at herself in the reflection of a shop window she wondered why no one ever said the same thing about women. She also realized why so many people wore capes. Sure they got stuck in turbines, engines, elevator chutes, car doors, revolving glass entrances, ropes that for some reason had a hook on them, hatches of submarines as they were sinking to the bottomless depths of the briny sea yet they did have a purpose. It was simply for warmth. Kelly felt a redness creep into her cheeks as another man passed her with a ‘good evening ma’am’ and a tip of this hat. The funniest part was the man was not hitting on her even dressed like this.

Kelly pondered her situation and exactly what had brought her to the decision purple go go boots and a matching leotard was going to be the best birthday present ever for Ian Bordeaux. Most women would have stuck with something homemade to eat and a nice satin nightgown. Kelly though went 180 degrees in the other direction. If any of the crew saw here now they might seriously crank up the rumor mill about what occurred during her and Ian’s long meetings behind closed doors.

An old printed newpaper tumbled down the road reminiscent of a westerns tumbleweed and finally lodged on a lamppost. The headline read....”Who will save us?” Kelly mulled the wording over her mind and wondered the same thing as she waited for Ian.

Ian arrived, civilian clothes but not much else as he had some black jeans, gray shirt with a dark red leather jacket on. He came in looking around as he spotted Kelly and couldn’t help but form a smile. “Now… wow…” he said, almost lost for words as he took her in. He had not at all expected this look, it was for certain one that took him back but he wasn’t complaining either.

“You… let’s be honest are the sexiest thing here… by a country mile.” he said as he came over, quickly taking her in his arms and kissing her. He could have waited for pleasantries but he had been without her all day, and couldn’t wait much longer for fear of exploding.

“And the coldest. How about you give me your jacket there StarLord,” Kelly laughed making a give it to me gesture with her hands. The wind whipped between the buildings creating almost a stronger gust of chilly but not cold air down the street. “That or your dream of a Betty Birthday will turn into an old-school Rogue wearing that lime green jumpsuit with the little jacket number and headband,” she teased. “By the way where did you hide that get up,” she took a moment to look over him more critically.

“Who?” he said as he took off his coat and handed it to her. Looking at her quizzically he wondered what she was meaning. “Who is Starlord?”

Bordeaux, Yeoman/Diplomat

She leaned back as far as she could while still staying in his arms. “Who is StarLord? Ian, you are dead to me,” Kelly said in a flat tone looking him in the eyes. It was then she realized Ian might not know what was going on exactly. In his defence, the setting was not very original. On the surface, it did just look like a metropolitan city. “Baby we are in Baton Rouge,” Kelly said slowly as if giving him a clue. “You know Lousiana and I am in purple leather.” Kelly let her words hang for a second longer and then continued.

“Well if you are wanting me to be my comic hero from Louisana, I am going to need in a different outfit than that chere’.” he said with a wink, using the common phrase from Gambit, his icon as a child. Looking her over he bit his lip as he smacked her ass. “Though, you are as firm as her.” he gave her a wink.

“What is the one thing that is not special about birthdays? They are the same every year so I thought this year we could be someone different. I’ll admit the StarLord costume threw me but maybe you could try again since I am not dressed at Gamorra buhhhhtttt as,” she pushed his hands off her and took a step back so Ian could admire her outfit again.

Captian Kelly Shultz

“Love, I know who you are, but I am not Angel, so if you want me to take a Gambit and change into something more appropriate I am going to need you to go Rogue for me… if you catch my drift.” he said teasingly, hoping she would understand all the word play he gave her.

Bordeaux, Yeoman/Diplomat

“You mean commando,” Kelly looked at him and cocked an eyebrow up. “I mean we can but then I guess we should command lock this place down and maybe turn up the heat.” Kelly had no issues going rogue as Ian suggested. It was not the first time they had spent time like that in the holodeck but for some reason, his request did not seem to make sense. The more she thought about his words, the more Kelly knew it held a secret meaning. The bolt of lightning that flashed across the sky then gave her a eureka moment.

“Oh oh you mean Rogue… like in green suit with the headband.” Kelly looked down and smiled shaking her head. “Rogue, Commando…guess the devil was in the details for this. Computer give me circa late twentieth century Rogue Costume,” Kelly stated. Ten seconds later she was sporting the green jumpsuit Kelly had joed about earlier. Holding out her arms, Kelly smiled. “So..better? If nothing else it is warmer.”

Captian Kelly Shultz

“Much much better…” He said as he pulled her tightly into his arms. “Give me just one second mon âme” he said with a wink as he brought up the machine, replicating a Gambit costume to go with her Rogue. Few moments passed and coming back Ian was wearing an armored suit with bright blue and magenta that had a brown leather trench coat covering him.

“So, what do you think? Am I your strapping hero chère?” he asked her as he kissed her cheek, pulling her close as he looked around. “So what plans did you have for me here today?”

Bordeaux, Yeoman/Diplomat


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