http://ol-yellow-eyes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ol-yellow-eyes.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] ol_yellow_eyes 2010-11-18 08:47 am (UTC)

Data only hesitates for a few seconds after that, turning halfway at first, then stepping to face her completely.

And he looks.

She is beautiful. All organic life is beautiful, he thinks, in a way that is natural and flowing and imperfect, but he cannot miss the fact that River is a fine specimen of her species. A woman in her prime, indeed-- her curves indicate every traditional ideal of fertility and sensuality. Grace and confidence seem to radiate from her in a way that his senses can almost detect physically, and it is clear to him that she is just as comfortable with his gaze as she had implied.

It is probably impossible to tell that this is what he is thinking, however. He has not moved; he is simply looking, with an expression that is perhaps unreadable.

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