Romantic Dinner (Adult Content)

Posted on Mon Nov 25th, 2024 @ 4:25pm by Lieutenant JG Elysian "Elly" Clarke & Lieutenant Commander Andrew "Drew" Chandler

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Mission: Deliverance After Dark
Location: Drew's Quarters
Timeline: MD-16

Content Warning: Brief mentions of sexual intercourse. No graphic descriptions.

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Drew was in his new kitchen putting on the finishing touches for dinner with Elly. They had to delay dinner by a couple of hours due to him having to take a half shift as bridge duty officer when the oncoming officer was rushed to sickbay for an emergency appendectomy. It had actually turned out to be fortuitous in that it wasn't allowed for him to shower and change into more date like attire. He took the appetizer to the table which was already set up for a romantic dinner for two, complete with lit candles, a pitcher of ice water and a bottle of white wine already chilled in a bucket of ice. He was checking his attire of silk white shirt, black slacks and shoes. He had opted for a blue ascot around his neck. He hoped it wasn't too much. Latin guitar music played in the background and broke momentarily as the door chime sounded. He took a deep breath and walked to the door and opened it. The vision of loveliness framed in his doorway took his breath away.

Elly had had a good day. She was now excited for dinner with Drew, who, she finally decided, was indeed her boyfriend (or was going to be), and she was also glad for the delay in the dinner. It had given her time to freshen up for dinner, and she wanted to look special. She had showered, curled her hair, and put on a dress. Now, she was waiting at the door for Drew to let her in-she wasn't QUUUIITEEE ready to just bust down the doors. Besides, she wasn't exactly strong enough to do that anyway. "HI!" She said. "You look very nice," she said. He did. How did he manage to look so nice, having just come from work?! Not fair.

Drew found his voice after Elly spoke. "Please come in." He stepped clear of the door to allow her entry. He gazed at her from head to toe and back. "You look absolutely...," he wanted to say ravishing, "...beautiful in that dress. May I get you something to drink?"

Elly beamed. "Thanks. Sure, a drink sounds good," she said. But only one, and with food. She had learned. "Thank you." She wanted to say more, explain that she'd bought it from the weird Cardassian at DS9 just before onboarding on a whim, and he'd tailored it to match her curves perfectly, but she was TRYING to not bore him to death. He claimed to like it, but sometimes, even she knew it could be a lot. "I wasn't sure if the color worked, honestly," she said. It was yellow, not usually her color, but this one was closer to a beige so it did work. She dressed it up with some nice jewelry and a little makeup. Elly had always wanted to be a little more exotic looking than she was-it'd be fun to be a Trill, for example-all those spots?! Seemed like it would drive men wild! She moved into the room, not wanting to stand in the corridor like a dummy. "Something smells SOOO good," she said.

Drew gestured to the table as he stepped over and pulled a chair out for Elly. He pulled the cover off her bowl after seating her. "Viola, shrimp cocktail for an appetizer." He took a seat across from her and poured two glasses of wine. He handed her a glass and raised his glass. "To a pleasant and memorable evening."

"Oh, wow, my favorite. How'd you know?" She asked. She took the glass of the wine, and clinked it to his. She settled down at the table. "This is really nice, thank you," she said, putting her face up for a kiss. Maybe tonight would be the night she'd sleep with him. She was still nervous about it, but it had been a proper amount of time, right?! Elly still had some hangups about being a "good girl" leftover from childhood, and hadn't quite worked through them all yet.

Drew detected a slight apprehension in Elly. She looked as if she was trying to determine a course of action. He stayed on topic. "I kind of reviewed your most prevalent food choices based on your replicator choices. Shrimp cocktail for the appetizer, a pumpkin soup, chicken parm with a side of mixed vegetables and tiramisu for dessert. I hope you will like it. Oh and the white wine of course. It pairs better with chicken then a red does."

Elly blushed lightly. "OH! Well. That's very sweet, thank you," she said. "And ok! I'l take your word for it; I don't know much about wine and how to pair it. I just know what I like. And I know that I can't drink much of it," she said. "It's not fair; the rest of my siblings can drink a LOT. But I got it from our mom-she's a lightweight, too. Two glasses of wine at Christmas, and she's asleep!" Elly said. She ate her shrimp carefully; sometimes, she accidentally spilled food on herself and she'd HATE that tonight. "I hope the shrimp cocktail thing is OK-I know it's not super classy but it's fun and tastes good," she said. Elly wasn't really a classy kind of woman, anyway, but she'd always loved the dish, no matter how much other people teased her about it being old fashioned.

Drew gave Elly a warm smile and nodded. "I rather enjoy shrimp cocktail myself. Shrimp in general actually. I have a Cajun Shrimp recipe." His smile transformed into a grin. "Though, I should warn you. It's not for the faint of heart."

Ellly laughed. "I am not a faint hearted woman," she said. "I'd like to try it," she said. "I am glad you don't mind it," she said. "Sometimes Andy teases me that it's lowbrow," she said. "And I've had a few other people tell me that, too. But I don't care, I like it!" She said. She finished the dish, and then took another small sip of the wine. She was going to be careful this time!

Drew looked at Elly's beautiful face. She had obviously put on makeup for their date, but only enough to accent her natural beauty. "If I may ask. What's it like coming from a big family?"

"Noisy," she said, automatically. "And there's never enough of anything for anyone. But honestly...I don't mind. I did mind when I was younger, but as I grew up, I realized that many people don't have a large family, and I think they're missing out on a lot. There's always someone to play with, or to help you, or whatever. There's always someone THERE. And that's nice. But I could do with one or two less brothers," she said. "THAT was not fun when I started dating," she said. "Edward-my oldest brother-was already away at the Academy, but the others were a LOT," she said. "So if you ever meet them, just...prepare yourself." She said.

Drew chuckled. "I will remember that. We talked about hobbies this morning. What else would you like to know about me?"

Elly shrugged. "Everything," she said. "But for now. We can start with the usual baloney. What's your favorite color?" She asked.

Drew glanced at Elly's dress and sighed before a smile crept to his face. "Tonight. Yellow. Normally I prefer green, which...isn't to far from yellow in the visible light spectrum anyway." He looked into Elly's eyes. "My turn. Favorite holiday?"

She smiled. He liked yellow tonight? Oh, yeah, her dress. She didn't miss a beat. "Easy! Christmas, but Halloween is close second. Maybe a tie. Just because we are all together, normally. Only last Christmas, our eldest brother couldn't make it-something about the Gorn," she said. "You?" She asked. She made sure to eat a bit so the wine wouldn't go to her head. She didn't want a repeat of Halloween. She wanted to focus on Drew and their fledgling love and she would do what she had to to ensure it stayed good.

Drew looked into Elly's eyes. Last night was Halloween and he had not only gotten to spend time with his daughter and sister, but with the beautiful woman sitting across from him. They're were a lot of holidays coming up in the next few months. He wanted to include her in celebrating those holidays. "Every holiday...I get to spend...with the people I love...is my favorite. I will be right back." He was only gone for a moment to retrieve the main course as they were now done with the appetizer and soup. He noticed that her wine glass was still a little over half full, just as his was. "Favorite genre of holonovels?"

Elly watched as he came out with their main course. She smiled. She almost asked him again how he knew. "That's sweet. Yeah, family is important," she said. She was glad that they were both family-oriented. She might complain a lot about how noisy her childhood was, but she wouldn't trade it for much. "Science fiction," she said. "Which, yes. I KNOWWWWWW. We see aliens every day, but I like the adventure," she said. "And also some horror sometimes, and old Earth classics. Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Jude the Obscure," she said. Elly was a voracious reader-something she'd picked up because watching plants grow was the boring part of her job. "Yours?" She asked, as she dug into the meal. She didn't worry much about things like amounts of food or whatever-if she was hungry, she ate and if she wasn't, she didn't, and she assumed that that was the healthiest way to live.

Drew smiled with a wistful expression. It had been a long time since he'd used a holodeck or holosuite for entertainment purposes. "I used to be partial to swashbuckling adventures. I got rather good at fencing in the Academy and Kelly had a fondness for classic literature. She got me into portraying Zorro, Sinbad, D'Artagnon." His face grew somber. "I haven't been a swashbuckling hero since Kelly was killed."

Elly raised an eyebrow. Did he mean like...roleplaying? She blushed slightly at the idea.. "I see!" She said. "Maybe we could...try it sometime if you'd like. Though you were a sexy pirate," she said.. Oh no. She was doing it again. "I don't mean..." oh geez. Elly, get it together. "I mean, in the holodecks or something," she said. Gods, how she wished the floor would swallow her alive already. Where were the Breen to act stupid when you needed to distract your boyfriend from your awkwardness?! She quickly sipped some wine, and then smiled. "IF it won't be too painful," she ended. "I understand if there's things you need to keep in the past," she said. Desperate to change the subject, she posed another question. "Plans after Star Fleet?" She asked. Someone's future plans were important to know. See if it jived with your own. It wouldn't be worth it to start something if they wanted wildly different things.

Drew blushed when Elly said he made for a sexy pirate. He took a sip of wine and nodded. "I would love to go on a holodeck adventure with you. As for retirement plans, I think I just want someplace within transporter range of Ashley. At least no more than a few days shuttle ride. I love Starfleet and I have considered doing something that would keep me involved with it after retirement." He glanced at Elly's plate and wine glass. He looked towards the couch. "How about we take dessert on the couch? Perhaps just another half glass of wine? I promise not to take advantage if you start feeling tipsy."

She nodded. "That sounds good. I, too, would prefer to be close to my children, if I ever have any," she said. "And that might mean Earth, or Risa, or even doing Grandma stuff on a Starbase somewhere," she said. "My own mother is harassing Eddie to have babies. Andy and I are going to get it soon, I just know it, but he's been married for a bit, and even though he's gay, there's technology now, and they could adopt," Elly said. "I think they're just enjoying being married, personally," she said. "Yes, bit more wine would be ok," she said. "Do you want me to help you to clean up?" She asked. "And I know you won't," she said, leaning in to kiss him again. "I trust you," she whispered. And she did.

Elly's kiss was like magic. He felt blood rushing to his face. Just like at breakfast, he needed a momentary distraction. He poured them each another half glass of wine and handed her both glasses. "Give me a moment to grab dessert and I will meet you on the couch." He stood up and pulled her chair out. He turned and headed to the kitchen for dessert.

She nodded. and grabbed their glasses to settle in on the couch. She sighed lightly as she sat down. She wondered what was for dessert-what had she replicated the most, recently?! She couldn't remember. She didn't eat dessert often, but often enough that you could probably track a pattern. She waited for him to return, looking around. The stuff that she and Ashley had put out was in the right places. Where was that damned Horga'hn? If Ashley had moved it to the bedroom, Elly might have to toss her out of an airlock!!

Drew arrived at the couch a moment later with the tiramisu on a small plate and a fork. He placed the dessert on the coffee table and used the fork to bring a bite up to her beautiful lips. He fought to keep images out of his mind as she opened her mouth to take a bite.

Elly smiled big as Drew appeared with the tiramisu. "OH! Tiramisu!" she exclaimed. Again, she had to remind herself that he'd already told her how he knew it was her favorite. She leaned forward to take a bite. "Thank you, it's delicious. Did you make it?" She asked. If he had, she was gone-she'd do whatever he wanted anytime. The fastest way to Elly Clarke's heart was through a combination of chocolate and coffee. Now was the awkward part...should SHE make the first move or should she wait and see if he did?! Oh man. She wished there was a book or something with answers like that.

Drew nodded as he gazed into Elly's eyes. Her blissful expression seemed to hint at desire. He wasn't really sure. He did know he felt desire for her, desire and something else far stronger. He noticed a speck of tiramisu on her lips. "You have some still...." He instinctively reached up and brushed her lips with the tip of his thumb.

Elly shivered lightly when Drew touched her. Not because she was cold, but because he was touching her. It was electric.

Drew's breath caught as her lips closed on the joint of his thumb and her tongue swirling cleaned the bit of tiramisu. His breathing wasn't the only reaction his body responded with. He was going to blush if she saw the huge bulge in his pants. His doubts of their mutual desire for one another disappeared. He closed the tiny gap between them as he retracted his thumb and began to kiss her.

Elly closed her eyes as Drew kissed her-a passionate kiss, better than any of the previous kisses he'd given her. She moved her body closer to him, nearly into his lap. She was careful to keep her lips sealed to his as she moved-she didn't want it to end. She tasted his breath, and her tongue explored his. She WAS now in his lap, but pulled away, gently. "Do you want to, um...you know, go to the bedroom?" Smooth, Elly.

Drew looked at the bedroom door and then into Elly's eyes. His expression left no doubt that he did want to take her to the bedroom. He kissed her yet again as he pulled her closer. He broke the kiss only to give her brief kisses on her cheek and earlobe and whisper softly. "I...can't promise you that I can have the same self control I did last night."

She laughed lightly. "I hope you won't," she said. She let him lead her to the bedroom. This was finally happening. She was so glad that she had washed her cute underwear this week.

Drew didn't have the same self control. He had resumed kissing Elly as they rose from the couch. One hand gently cupped and caressed her breast over the fabric of her dress as his other hand worked the button on the back of her sundress.

Elly was now fully committed, and worked the buttons on Drew's shirt as they kissed. She felt his hand on one of her breasts, and felt her breath catch in her throat. She worked a little faster, and soon, had his shirt completely off. She moved her hands to his waist, and then gently tugged him towards the bed. She was braver lying down.

Drew broke the kiss momentarily and released his gently grip on her breast to slide the sundress down her body to tangle around ankles and shoes. He buried his face in her cleavage for a heartbeat and kissed her skin gently before easing her back onto the bed, her feet dangling off the side. He looked down her body before slowly bringing his gaze back to her eyes. "Aphrodite could not compare to your beauty."

Elly moved her mouth to his earlobe and nibbled lightly. She moved her hands to undo his pants, and once they were off, she tugged down his shorts. She made a small noise when she finally revealed his erection. Oooh. It was the perfect size. She took a breath, she was ready. She stepped carefully to the side to let the dress fall away, and to help Drew to fully undress. She stroked him once, gently, and then closed her eyes...

Drew felt her hand stroke him once and he felt ready to pop. Elly may have been ready for him, but she wasn't ready for what he wanted. He unclasped her bra and slowly ran a hand between the fabric and one of her breasts as his other hand pulled her bra away. He gently massaged her breast as he set the brake on his night stand. He gazed at her face as both hands massaged both breasts.

Elly let out a low moan as Drew touched her. It was nearly too much; electricity ran through her body. She sighed, and moved her hands to his erection, and stroked gently. She wanted him, so much. "Drew...." she whispered. "I am ready if you are..." she said.

Drew looked into her eyes. He wanted her, by all the gods in the heavens did he want her. "Almost, I just want to show you how much I want you before we do. Do you trust me?"

Elly smiled lightly. "Of course!" She relaxed, and waited for whatever was to come.

Drew smiled at her words. He kissed her deeply as his hands caressed her breasts for several minutes. One hand slowly caressed down her body as his kisses moved from her mouth to the abandoned breast. He kissed, licked and sucked on that breast as his hand reached her panties. He slowly rubbed her crotch over the fabric. Her moans of pleasure like music. Her pleasure was the most important thing to him at the moment. His lips returned to hers.

Elly was....in heaven. She had never had any of her boyfriends spend much time on foreplay, if any at all. She'd never trusted anyone enough to ASK, either. She had only read about it in books, and saw it in holoprograms. She just figured it was for cinematic effect, and not a real thing that happened.

He continued rubbing that small patch of fabric and kissed her until she had completed soaked her panties. Only then, did his hand slip inside her panties. He gave her one gentle rub before slipping two fingers inside and probing deep. He was rewarded by Elly's first climax.

Elly screamed out, then clamped her mouth shut. Was that SUPPOSED to happen?! How embarrassing. She felt REALLY good, though, as if her stomach was on fire, but not like when you ate too many tacos, but like when you first meet someone who you want to kiss. Her legs were shaking. "Ooh.." she breathed. "Drew..."

Drew remained silent as he gazed at her. He gave her a gentle kiss on the lips and then kissed her neck and shoulders. His kisses slowly slowly descended down her body. He spent a moment giving her breasts extra kisses, a few licks and one soft nibble each. He finally reached her love soaked panties and slowly, with both hands, removed them. She glistened and he took a deep breath, taking in her scent. Then his tongue went to work slowly.

She let out another soft sigh, and smiled as he kissed her, and then she moved her hands to stroke his back as he moved on to her breasts. She was now deeply in love, the hormones not withstanding, and she was VERY much into this. She made sure to make noises to tell him he was doing a good job, and made sure to do her best to please him, too. She wanted him to feel as nice as she did, even though it was generally the other way around for Elly. She'd only had three boyfriends, and had never orgasmed before, and was still undoing the whole "good girls don't like sex" thing she was taught as her parents' way to (hopefully) avoid their teenagers from getting pregnant or something. His tongue in her was a new thing, too, and she was...oh, GODS.

Drew did the same thing as when Elly had climaxed the first time. He maintained his slow, gentle rhythm as she experienced her euphoric waves. He waited for her body quivers to subside and then continued. His fingers gently probed into her again as his tongue continued the magic. He was still leaning her bodily signals, but she was highly sensitive. He wanted her to know just how important her enjoyment was. He paid attention to her body and developed a sympathetic rhythm of tongue and fingers that would result in her experiencing a vaginal AND clitoral orgasm together. He would bring her close several times to one or the other, but knew she wasn't in sync for both.

Elly couldn't help it as she cried out. She was trying to be quiet, not yet learning that it was OK to be noisy during sex and that she didn't need to "hide" anything. "Drew..." she breathed, and writhed beneath him gently. She was feeling GOOD and knew that another orgasm was soon. At any rate, she didn't care-it felt nice, and she was bonding with Drew, and they were together. That was all she could ask for.

Elly finally sent the signals she was going to double climax. He wanted to remain gentle, but as her finger nails dug into his shoulders and she thrust her hips up he knew she was ready. His fingers and tongue worked vigorously until...

OH FUCK. Elly could feel herself spin off into another dimension. She was having some kind of double pleasure and she felt her hips move and her knees quake and her stomach danced, but not like she was going to vomit. She cried out again. "Ohh, yes!!" she bit her lip and then dug her nails deeply into his skin. "Sorry," she panted. Oooh...

Drew pulled out his fingers slowly and gently kissed his way back up Elly's trembling body. She seemed to recover her senses by the time his kisses reached her lips. He kissed her again and spent several minutes locked in an intense tongue wrestle with her. He finally broke the kiss to gaze into her eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly couldn't. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them. "I don't want to overwhelm or scare you, but I have to tell you something."

Elly shook a bit as Drew withdrew from his ministrations and kissed his way up her body to her lips, where they made out for several moments. She felt special and loved. But when he pulled away, she bit her lip. This was it. He was going to end it here. Sh was too weird, too chatty, too ELLY for him. She let out a ragged breath. “Yes, Drew?” She asked. She wanted to cry but decided it was too childish. She would just have to wait.

Drew looked into her nervous expression and wondered for a moment if he should say what he wanted to tell her. His own expression was one of adoration and love. "Before we go any further, I want you to know that I have fallen hopelessly, helplessly, madly and deeply in love with you. I know we've only known each other a couple of weeks now," He thought about the day they met and smiled. "Honestly, you had me at percolator."

Elly smiled a big smile. "Drew? I have something to tell you, too..." she said. "I feel the same way." She let out a breath. It was going to be OK. She kissed him back. "I will remember the percolator thing..." she joked. She went serious again. "Now...can we have sex, please?" She asked him. She wanted nothing more than to share this with him-the perfect end to a perfect day.

Drew gave Elly a brief kiss before shifting in the bed to put his back against the headboard and pulling her close, resting her head against his chest. He gently stroked her hair and gave her another kiss on the top of her head. "Understand. I don't want to have sex with you."

She was about to ask why when he continued.

Drew used a finger to lift her chin so she could look into his eyes, to see his expression of love, affection and warmth. "I want to make love to you. I want you to feel, to know, just how much I love you." Drew took Elly's hand that had been creeping down his torso and brought it back to his chest to over his heart. "Feel my heartbeat, focus on its rhythm." He, in turn, placed his hand on the gap between her breasts. "Close your eyes, feel my heartbeat, the rise and fall of my chest as I breathe and match my breathing."

She did as he asked, though she was a tiny bit disappointed to stop their lovemaking. But she did trust him, so she followed along, evening out her own breathing and listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart. In and out, steadily. She let her mind be quiet, and just...enjoyed the silence with this man she loved. It was enough.

Drew, when they both were calm, heartbeats and breathing in sync with one another repositioned Elly to straddle him. He placed his hands on her hips and loorked in the face and nodded slightly. "Now we are ready."

She giggled a little, but then positioned herself for penetration, and then it began. She sighed, tossing her head back a little bit.

Drew took hold of Elly's hips and gently stopped her bouncing. Once she stopped and settled on to him, he took her hand and placed it back over his heart. "Just feel the rise of my chest as I breathe, feel how my heart beats and pumps blood throughout my body. Just feel how I swell and ebb inside you."

She calmed down, and let herself feel, laying down on his chest to listen. She could feel the gentle ebb and flow of him inside of her, and the sensations of her own body responding.

Drew looked into her eyes as she felt him throb inside her. He felt her tighten as he swelled and loosen as he ebbed, their hearts begining to synchronize. He smiled. "How we intensify the sensation is simple." He kissed her long and deep causing both of their heart rates to increase and intensify the sensation slowly.

She giggled, but kissed him, and then felt the surge and ebbs of each wave as they built up, as the couple felt their bodies and souls uniting as one. It was intense-nearly overwhelming-for Elly.

They stayed that way for quite some time, their kisses becoming longer and more passionate, in turn intensify the sensation for both of them. Drew finally decided that the time was right and kissed her passionately as he caress her breasts. He felt her body start to tremble. He broke the kiss as they both reached the point of no return. "This is how much I love you."

Elly had to admit that she'd never experienced making love in this way, but she liked it. She loved the bonding, and the soul seeking. It was a lovely way to come to her most explosive climax ever, and she worried that the noises she made and the way her body quaked would split her in two. She'd never had a man treat her this well, care about and cater to her sexual needs this way, and it was...fantastic. He could ask her to catch Jupiter in a platinum net for him, and she'd do it.

Drew was in a euphoric haze. The only thing clear in his field of vision was Elly's beautiful face. If someone had asked, he would have sworn that a halo of light surrounded her face. She was a goddess and he her devoted worshiper. It had been a VERY long time since he'd felt this way. He pulled her down onto the bed and, despite his orgasm, found he was still hard and hungry for her. He lay her on her back and proceeded to make love to her again in a more traditional manner. Every gentle thrust producing a gasp, a throaty moan or some word expressing her pleasure. He knew they would be making love most, more likely all, of that night.

Elly was in heaven. Or whatever served as such when you were in a starship, anyway. They were now entwined, him deeply inside of her; her making noises or commenting on his technique (hopefully supportively) as he was. She wanted to stay like this-forever if she could, but she knew that was unreasonable, so at least for tonight. And they went on ALL night, for sure. Finally, in the late hours of the morning, the two lovers had had their fill of each other, and collapsed into a light sleep. She kissed him just before the sandman took her away, and then rested her head against his chest. She had still not wanted to end it, but she was too spent finally to go on.

Drew, like Elly, was also spent. They had spent the night and well into the morning making love and cuddling close. Occasionally they would talk, but spent most of the time silently holding one another. He had been lucky once to have found love, something he thought would never happen again. God, had truly blessed him with this assignment, an assignment he almost didn't take until Captain Nairut had made arrangements for Ashley to accompany him on this assignment. He watched Elly as she finally fell asleep. He continued to watch her as she drifted into a dream state, snuggling in even more and murmuring happily. He wondered if she was having the same dream he'd had. He knew in his heart that he would marry Elly someday.

Elly was dreaming of her wedding day. As the veil lifted, and she leaned in to kiss him (she assumed it was a him?), Drew's face appeared. She smiled.

A bit later, Elly woke up, needing to use the restroom, and as she stood up carefully, to not wake Drew, she saw her shoe peeking out from under the bed. She bent to grab it to put it with the other one when something caught her eye. She reached further. That damned Horga'han. Ashley!! Elly shook her head as she finished and then climbed back into bed with Drew. She couldn't help but smile-the girl meant well, she knew.

Lieutenant Commander Andrew "Drew" Chandler
Chief Strategic Operations Officer/Third Officer
USS Deliverance

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LtJG Elysian "Elly" Clarke
Botanist
USS Deliverance

 

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