<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/OdedFehr.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Commander Kar'tak Timor Vanzell, First Officer (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Kar%27tak_Timor_Vanzell)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bridge<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Captain Lyra Core, Anyone else on the bridge<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Kar'tak looked down through the various reports again, double-checking to make sure that there wasn't anything overly critical. So far, it all seemed mundane. It was up to him to bring the critical issues to the Captain's attention. It had always truck him as being somewhat funny, though - her reactions to his reports were always the same, whether they were critical or not. She was always so polite, too, and of course... logical.<br/><br/>The bajoran side of him admired the Captain, and respected Vulcan religious traditions. It made him curious about -her- personal beliefs and ideals, and though he had hinted at having such a discussion with her on one or two occasions during the two months they'd been on the ship, they had never had the opportunity to do so.<br/><br/>The klingon side of him... want to -breed- with her. That side of him found her strangely alluring, and relished the challenge of breaking through her unemotional vulcan heritage and introducing her to emotion and sensation of his own making. Or rather, the emotion they'd create -together-. It was a much -wilder- side than the spiritual part of him, a side of him that he clearly kept in check with great effort.<br/><br/>Kar'tak had made a few overtures - subtle as they were - in order to try to learn more about her, but so far, she had proven quite capable of avoiding him. As time went on, he began to wonder if he simply needed to be more direct - or if she had simply been disinterested in him whatsoever. It was hard to tell, but he believed he should keep trying, perhaps upping his efforts slightly week to week until he was either noticed - or she realized his interest and put it to rest for him.<br/><br/>The First Officer glanced over to see she was still dealing with Ares. Kar'tak was no empath, and he knew that the Captain usually wore the same look on her face most of the time, but the look she had now was -sublty- different, a sort of pained expression mixed with frustration and angst. He didn't know whether he should feel badly for the Captain... or for Ares! Whatever he was discussing with her must not have sat well with her, or at the very least had caught her off guard or confused/concerned her.<br/><br/>Kar'tak turned his attention back to the attendance logs for the past twenty-four hours, examining duty-reporting times, looking to see if anyone was late for their shifts. He knew he'd eventually get to speak to he Captain at some point in time after she had concluded her business.</div>