Recovery from Navigation Psi use - Pt 1

Posted on Mon Oct 13th, 2025 @ 5:58am by Lieutenant Urvasi Elandorn & Lieutenant (J.G.) Dylan Blake

1,683 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Madre - Short Treks
Location: Lt. Elandorn's Quarters
Timeline: 2439-06-14, 1830 Hours

Eladorn's Quarters:

Urvasi stood up and stretched. She was still feeling a little lethargic, but still feeling way better than when she woke up at just before noon. She still couldn't believe that she had slept that long. Normally, her sleep cycle was less than 6 hours, but yet, after returning from sickbay after 0230 hours, she didn't wake until 1152 hours. And, when waking, she still felt tired and not wanting to do anything. That... not wanting to do anything, was unusual and weird for her. She was always wanting to learn, to grow, to meet, to interact.. and yet, she did not feel like it. She sighed to herself. The doc and Counselor were right, she had over stretched her psi abilities and they were needing more recovery time, despite the auto bed replenishing her reserves.

She glanced at the time, did a double take, then looked again. It was 1830 hours, time for something to eat, and yet, she wasn't hungry. Or, was she? She realized she really needed someone to speak with and hang with, and maybe eat something with. Friendship could help jump start her from her lethargy to be more interactive. She made a decision and went to her room computer access. She reached out, deciding if Doc, Counselor, or guy maybe pursuing her, and chose.

=/\= Lieutenant Blake, Lieutenant Eladorn. Are you available for socio interaction with a possible meal involved?=/\=

"Why, Lieutenant are you asking me out?" Dylan's voice replied heavy with mirth

=/\= Well, yes, we could consider this asking you out, but, I am afraid, no dancing would be involved. I am on 24 hour rest, then another 24 hours light duty to recover from overtaxing my psi sensing. So, I was hoping for some light banter and a meal.. I hope this would be okay with you. If not, we can wait till I fully recover to go on a proper date? =/\=

Dylan's chuckled slightly over the channel. "No, its alright Urvasi. I was only teasing, I'm relieved to hear you're recovering and love to meet up."

Urvasi grinned to herself as a light 'yiffer' was heard over the coms. =/\= Teasing, hmmm? Well, it sounds like we need to hang out more so I can learn of when your teasing.. and when your not. So, please, your choice on how. Did you want to swing by officers mess to pick us up a meal and join me in my quarters or swing by my quarters to pick me up and we'll go to the officers mess for the meal? =/\=

"Let's rephrase that question," Dylan countered. "What can you manage? Would a room full of officers be overwhelming? Did the Doctor give you any other recommendations to avoid being over stimulated? The last thing I want to do is delay your recovery."

A small snort with a giggle managed to escape Urvasi's muzzle. =/\= You definitely have a way with words and understanding, Siraah. *Gentle Sigh* Even though the doc restored my body, my mind is tired. Yeah, I am not really up to more than one company at this time. I was.. just.. I wasn't trying not to be a burden. Please, if you wouldn't mind, pick up some food from the officer's mess and bring it to my room. I really could use a stew or soup with meat and veggies.=/\=

As Urvasi was saying the last over the comm's, she was headed to the fresher to brush, get in a sonic shower, and dress into something more than her lightweight, short, silk robe she had been wearing to be comfortable.

"Sure, no problem," Dylan replied. "I'll see you shortly."

Urvasi slipped her robe off as she replied, =/\= I look forward to it, see you soon, Dylan. =/\= She telekinetically pushed the off button at the computer console, then hung the robe up. As the officers mess was on the same deck, she figured she would have just enough time for a teeth brushing, a good sonic shower, and a change into something more presentable. She looked at herself in the mirror, hoping she looked better than she felt, and then grabbed her ultrasonic tooth brush, paste, and rinse.

20 minutes later

With some careful balancing Dylan collected dinner for them both. Along with the covered dishes he'd tucked a bottle of non alcoholic springwine precariously stuffed in his pants pocket causing the garment to snag on his hips and forced him to take small steps to save his dignity. Arriving at the doorway to Urvasi's quarters the junior officer shifted his load slightly and pressed the chime with an elbow and hoped she'd answer soon before gravity won over the battle with his pants.

Urvasi was looking at the chemise with short robe on one side of the bed, with her silk pajamas on the other, when the chime sounded. She glanced towards the door startled, then quickly grabbed the nearest set and quick walked to the door. She pulled the Chemise over herself, then brought the robe around, just getting it tied when she hit the door control. She didn't realize or think about that the ensemble was only to high thigh, only that it was the quickest to don besides being comfortable.

She was startled to see the juggling act that Dylan was performing and immediately crouched, reached out with a hand upon his waistline to steady his pants, then grabbed the bottle out of his pocket. She now swung to his right and stood up while keeping a hand upon his waistline until it was along his hip to help keep him steadied. Fortunately for her, as her garment was silk, it did not build up any static to cling to her fur and slid easily into place over her hips to mid thigh. Upon Urvasi's face was a look of concern as she asked, "Was I in time, are you okay?"

The human hesitated in response taking a moment to process her appearance, close proximity and placement of her hand upon his body. He licked his lips and was sure she could hear his heart pounding or feel the heat rise of his cheeks.

"Thanks for the assist," he breathed. "Why don't we swap? You take these," he nodded to the tray of dishes. "And I'll take the wine and I'll fix...my wardrobe issue."

Urvasi heard and saw his quickening of pulse and the bloodflow within his body from her lower end sight into the infrared but paid it no mind as she at first thought it was from the juggling act. However, upon hearing 'wardrobe issue', she quirked her head as she started to say, "Wardrobe iss.." and then it dawned on her that he, and his body, was reacting positively to her nearness. A gentle smile formed on her muzzle as she dropped the bottle of wine and reached out for the tray of dishes. The bottle stayed in place in the air for Dylan to grab though as Urvasi had grabbed it with her telekinesis out of habit. As she went forward into her quarters through the open door, she continued, "Why, thank you for the compliment, Dylan. Wine at the standby for after adjustment." Urvasi took the tray to the table and put it down, then turned to wait on Dylan to join her.

Not normally not one to become flustered or embarrassed Dylan could feel his cheeks flame further as Urvasi politely stepped away having relieved the tray of dishes leaving him alone in the corridor to gather himself. He chided himself for being expressive and made a note to be a little more guarded throughout the evening out of pointlessness. Shaking away the thoughts Dylan adjusted his clothing appropriately, plucked the floating bottle from the air with an impressed smirk and set it down on the table.

"Thanks for your help," he repeated, though this time with a more causal, normal tone. "The evening could have been a highly memorable one for the wrong reasons if you hadn't been so speedy."

Urvasi yiffered gently in humor and did a short nod as she replied, "True, downed pants showing style of underwear choice makes a fun prank among friends in appropriate settings, but not so much in a corridor of senior officer rooms." Her eyes widened as a giggle yiffer burst from her muzzle even as she raised a hand to cover said muzzle as she added, "Or catching said friend commando.." Then a deep blush could be seen growing on her muzzle under the white fur from her realization that she actually was commando... in rushing to the door, she didn't have time for panties or bra.

Dylan chuckled: "Yeah, that's how the rumors start and friendships change for better or worse," He caught the way her demeanor shifted and chose to politely ignore her discomfort having already clocked her appearance when she appeared the doorway thus triggered his own blushes. Perhaps this made them equal, he summarized.

"It wouldn't have been the first time I've been standard in a corridor in the buff," he added hoping to shift her attention. "But that story and wait. Let's tuck in before the food goes cold."

Urvasi's head tilted to the left as her ears twitched as she correlated 'standard' to slang.. and then her tongue gently poked out as it dawned on her what he meant. She giggle-yiffered, a sound only a vixen could pull off, as she replied, "I look forward to hearing about that story in the near future then. Yes, the food awaits."

As per her culture, Urvasi began to take dishes off of the tray while saying, "Please, sit, I'll get the cutlery and condiments."

"No, no, you sit down. I'll sort everything out," Dylan waved down her attempts. "You're supposed to rest so let me..." he looked around her quarters to assess where to find cutlery and glasses before making a beeline to the kitchenette.

Urvasi nodded politely and sat down, while also tucking her robe adroitly around her to try and not embarrass Dylan with any sudden wardrobe malfunctions on her part.

TBC:

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