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pavel stumbles out of the room, about to turn at the woman who has thrown him out, only to have the door slammed on his face. a towel is the only thing covering him now, and as he faces those on the ship, only one face greets him: lieutenant uhura. "lieutenant." his face flashes rosy upon his juvenile face. "zis is not vhat it looks like."

“  I’M SURE it’s not.  “    her brows are arched, lips pursed into a TIGHT LINE to fight against the amused smile that threatens to form. her gaze remains POINTEDLY upon his face as she works to school her own into a disapproving frown.    “  YOU MIGHT want to keep a tight grip on that towel, ensign. i bet it’s a long walk back to your quarters.