Mar 13
this threesome would be utter chaos lol
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The people have spoken!
Nog has a Jack Russell Terrier
Okay based on that one post about Nog being confused about domesticated Terran canines, I think that as a captain (and like Archer) Nog should have a dog
Either I have reached a pinnacle of intelligence or I’m losing my mind.
no but for real, Nog is going to be an AMAZING starfleet captain.
He'll be ruthless. He'll be so protective of his crew. He'll have contacts EVERYWHERE. He's bringing Vic Fontaine along as ship's counsellor.
and if maybe his security team just HAPPENS to have the most insane, experimental, high-grade energon ectoplasm tachyon rifles that gold-pressed latinum can buy... well. no ones complaining.
‘Channel open, Sir.’ “Onscreen.”
The holographic viewscreen at the front of the Decorus’ bridge flickerers to life, && Nog stands from the the captain’s chair, flashing a sharp-toothed smile at the newly-reinstated Captain Rios. “Captain!” He greets the other warmly, eyes bright with excitement. “Cris,” he amends, a display of the familiarity between them. “Congratulations, && welcome back. How’s the Stargazer? How are you?”
"The Decorus is hailing us, sir," Sing informed him from the comms station.
Cris fidgeted with the unlit cigar in his hands as he shifted in the captain's chair. It was... Different in feeling from his chair on La Sirena - now occupied by Seven - but he would adjust as the chair learns to fit his form. It's all still so new. Cris nodded at Sing, "put them on, lieutenant," Cris confirmed. The Decorus. He knew who this was.
One of the only truly friendly faces to him from his previous Starfleet career. This was not a call he was going to screen, not one he would pass off to Moshe. He smiled at the beaming face on his screen. "Captain," he replied back. "Nog. I... I'm adjusting. She's a wonderful ship and she can fly beautifully. You should come over, I can give you a tour," Cris told him.
A few months ago a giant teddy appeared at work. I'm not sure who got it for the kids room, but last week the kids found the zipper on the back. Today I found teddy in the locker room labelled 'trash'. I posted 'RIP teddy' pics to the group chat and my friends asked if I could fix him. I asked what I would do with a "Nog sized teddy bear" (false, Aron Eisenberg was a few inches taller than this teddy) that has been played with by countless kids. They begged me to save him and give him a better life. So I unstuck his zipper, heaved him in the rideshare home, and gave him the stuffing I've been saving for a t-shirt pillow, and the name Captain Nog.