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at least it’s not a foot

u  dare  challenge  me??  puny  human

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      this new assignment is a bit nerve-wracking for lena. since graduating from the academy, she’s only ever worked in one environment --- section 31. but now that more augments were being awoken, starfleet has requested her presence aboard the ship that held them: the u.s.s. enterprise. the doctors onboard have been pushing for a complete overhaul of the system that they had been using to keep KHAN under control. they said it was too powerful, too inhumane.

      lena had always thought that inhumane measures & measures against those who were inhuman were two separate concepts, but perhaps the line had blurred when she initially began developing the device. it’s worth taking another look at. it is only a prototype, after all.

      but knowing that she would be in such close proximity to the subjects she had designed them for is  .  .  .  unsettling. a bit worrying, even. she trusts that her invention does a good job of keeping the starfleet crew safe, but she’s begun to wonder  .  .  .  is it too much? but she supposes that’s why she’s here. to witness her device firsthand & make the necessary modifications.

      she’s just finished settling her things into her new quarters when she decides it’s about time to visit her research subjects. she’s only ever received data on them. no personal accounts, no photographs or videos. she is uncertain what to expect when she approaches the designated meeting place & finds one augment surrounded by five different guards.

      as she crosses the room, she stands tall, posture unwavering. she won’t let him know the anxiety she feels just standing before him.  “ my name is lena, ”  she says.  “ i’m here to study the effects of the behavioral conditioner on augment physiology. ”

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@brashir, continued from here

    he watches the bottle of romulan ale be pulled across the table in — for once — silence. with a sigh, julian’s head drops, then lifts to look at her. her expression is lost on him, yet makes him uncomfortable — ashamed, almost. with furrowed brows, a forced smile, and not nearly enough alcohol in his system for this, he speaks; voice hardly above a whisper.

      ❝ what do you need, lieutenant? ❞

   Why does he speak to her like this? So guarded, so distant -- smile too vague, words separating him from her? Perhaps he is always like this. Perhaps she does not pay enough attention. Perhaps he is being, right now, what he believes she expects of him.

   She says nothing for a moment -- then, says just that. “Nothing, sir.” She continues cradling the bottle, with no obvious intent of return. When Rom walks by, she asks if he can bring her some theris-masu -- which he moves to do, of course. But, being Aella, she offers no more, merely holds his drink and watches him.

[legacydevil]

@hearttm | sc.

He  hasn’t  bothered  to  hide  it  anymore,  the  devilish  design  of  his  right  arm.  Contrasting crimson  and  cerulean,  a  shell  of  demonic   flesh  lined  with  crevices  of  humming  light.  All  the  right  bells  and  whistles  to hit  every  level  of  unwarranted  attention.  So  be  it  now,   he  figures,   got  nothing  to  lose.  Doesn’t  mean  he  appreciates  the  scrutiny.    ❝  Anyone  ever  tell  ya  it’s  rude  to  stare? ❞

[traumeriin]

@hearttm liked for a starter.

    “Oh gosh, your cat is the cutest!”

[superiortm]

@hearttm

      though julian had only just reentered his life, noonien felt compelled to go to him, rather than his other friends. at this moment, he wanted to be around a friend who would listen to him, a friend who was extraneous to the situation at hand. julian wasn’t involved in the whole, complicated melodrama that was playing out. so here he is, outside julian’s door with a bottle of wine he’d picked up on the way over. 

[rrakuyo]

@hearttm

i was gonna send this UBER cursed message ( reading your posts made me spontaneously lactate. 10/10 good blog. ) on anon for that meme, but my browser is attempting to censor my genius.

[constablegoo]

[ @hearttm | starter call! | (accepting.)

     “Doctor, please, I--”  He pauses to fight a stiff laugh, half-succeeding in infecting it with derision.  “This really isn’t necessary.  I appreciate what it is that you’re trying to do, as a doctor, but -- what exactly is the appeal?”

It’s a shake. Simple and chocolate. And he’s pushing it delicately back towards the doctor with a single finger as though it’s a glass of fresh, squirming gagh.

( He’s already tried that. Nothing like the vitality of Klingon cuisine to inform one’s caution. )

     “It’s hardly what I would call nutritional.”