#engineeringtm

[exploretm]

@engineeringtm​ liked for a starter

    “I’m almost AFRAID to ask where the  h e l l  you got that shirt from.”

[storiescrafted2]

“attempting to compare humans to vulcans is bound to be a fruitless and illogical endeavor,”

@engineeringtm   //   t’pol & trip   //   sc! 

[eggsyarchived]

why are you making me look at this hell sent creature

you haven’t heard him speak yet   :/

[neomacaught]

@engineeringtm liked for a starter!

   “Is... that a... weapon?” 

[empathicstars]

@engineeringtm​, ‘do i know you?’

   𝑯𝑬  𝑰𝑺  𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑻  𝑶𝑵  𝑨  𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹  𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑬  𝑻𝑶  the  inquiry,  hands  coming  together  in  a  silent  clap  as  he  searches  for  something  he  could  say  that  would  make  sense  –  lips  purse  outwardly,  before  he  just  decides  to  be  honest.    “    uh  –  no,  we  haven’t  met  before.  but  i  do  know  you, lieutenant;  i’m  commander  tucker,  enterprise’s  chief  engineer.  yer  starfleet’s  first  betazoid,  &  i’ll  admit  t’some  .. curiosity.  didn’t  mean  t’disturb  ya.    ”

   She knows why he was staring at her. 

   Despite what Vulcans may consider or murmur in regards to her name, Aella is not completely inept, and though telepathy is not a talent she has, his gaze speaks volumes alone. He admits to his main emotion: curiosity. It is better, she considers, than what she senses from many others. 

   Apprehension. Concern. Jealousy. 

   “Sir,” she says, for he is, of course, her superior. “You did not disturb me.” Not that she would admit if he did. “I am honored to officially make your acquaintance, commander.”