#getoffmyshipq

[coffeecptn]

cont from [x] || @getoffmyshipq

“Alone?” Q replied, feigning shock at the very idea.  “You think I would just abandon you to the gamma quadrant?  Lost, alone, so far from home?”

“What sort of monster do you think I am?”

        ❝ --- So far from home, and so BUSY trying to get back. ❞

❝ Only the worst variety; a Q. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do. ❞

[ltbroccoli-archive]

@getoffmyshipq | continued from x

Q eyed the plasma conductor as though it had personally threatened him before slowly sliding a few steps further away from it.  “Do you mean to tell me you just randomly have plasma leaks on this ship?”  He laughed.  “Isn’t this supposed to be the Federation flagship?  The crown jewel of the fleet?”

His lip curled and he shook his head.  “You humans don’t make any sense.  Why not build something that doesn’t leak?  Why not make bodies that aren’t so prone to damage?  What do you spend your time doing?”

“It doesn’t just... randomly leak,” Reg tried to explain. “...usually. B-but we are doing maintenance on the system, so... everything’s a bit more volatile. At the moment.”

He crossed his arms. “And we can’t just... make ourselves new bodies. People have tried and... it doesn’t end well. We’ve fought wars over things like that.” Though he couldn’t help glaring at Q. “Besides... what do you spend your time doing? Besides complaining?”

[coffeecptn]

"You know, I get the feeling you've been avoiding me, Kathryn." (getoffmyshipq)

@getoffmyshipq

            ❝ — And when I was just starting to think you’d leave me alone… ❞

   ❝ What do you want, Q?❞

[algrimthestrong]

@getoffmyshipq | Continued from here.

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Q gasped, affronted.  “I’m not a human.”  He shifted, taking on Algrim’s manner of dress and the general appearance of a Svartalf, though with a face that was still decidedly like his human appearance.

“There we are.  What do you think?  Is this a good look for me?”

“You can be honest.  Unless you’re going to say something I won’t like.”

Algrim fell back a step, taken aback by the sudden transformation that came over the “human”. So, this man, this being was a shapeshifter. He watched in fascination as the stranger reshaped his body into a bizarre parody of a dark elf. Apparently, the creature was quite pleased with the result. When asked for his opinion, Algrim made a point of taking a good, long look at the would-be Svartalf, his gaze sweeping up and down the length of his body.

“Hideous,” he proclaimed with a vigorous shake of the head.