#wolf-359

[callmecyangreen]

happy international podcast day

[uptoolateart]

Voyage! Tales of the USS Miraculous Ch 8

PREVIEW:

After knocking, Adrien clasped his hands together and waited outside the Captain’s ready room door.

Without turning around, he could sense the rest of the bridge crew watching him. Earlier, with tension on the ship at its peak, thoughts and feelings had blown his way like leaves on a breeze. Now that things had calmed, all he felt was curiosity – perhaps a single question.

What’s that Romulan hybrid up to now?

Ignoring them, Adrien knocked again.

Through the door, he heard a loud sigh, followed by a resigned, ‘Enter.’

He did as instructed, letting the door slide shut behind him – leaving him alone with the Captain. She was sitting at her desk, her chair turned around so she faced the window. In front of her, the stars flew past.

According to Nino, the windows were made of transparent aluminium. When they took damage, emergency forcefields went up to prevent unspeakable disaster. Every person onboard took it for granted that the shields would hold. But so little protected them from out there. Clearly, this ship flew on faith as well as fuel.

With a loud sigh, Marinette turned her chair around and leaned forward on the desk. Her eyes looked tired, though she tried to hide it with a tight smile. ‘Adrien. What can I do for you?’

He took a step forward, stopping a metre from the desk. ‘I wanted to check on you.’

‘…check on me?’

‘Yes. I don’t quite know how to tell you this, but…when the Borg ship appeared….’

Marinette flinched at the word Borg, but her expression remained neutral. ‘…yes?’

Although the room should be soundproof, he lowered his voice. ‘Well, I…I could sort of…sense your fear.’

She blinked at him with new alertness. ‘What?’

‘Y-yes. It seems I have certain…telepathic abilities. Dr Lavillant has noted that my genetic makeup is –’

‘– comprised of key traits from a multitude of humanoid species. Yes, I read her report.’ She frowned and leaned back in her chair, studying him anew. ‘I presume this comes from your Betazoid genes?’

‘And Vulcan.’

She nodded. ‘Can you read my mind right now?’

‘…no. I…don’t think it’s full telepathy. But earlier….’ He let the rest of his sentence drift, unspoken, in the artificial air that filled the space between them.

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[loccorocco]

Another day in the USS Hephaestus

[richfelineindustrialist]

Soooooooo just realized in the screwdriver ep of Wolf 359 they are for sure being influenced by the psywaves during the class 4 solar flare..... And thats why they are acting so... paranoid.

[silverbld]

All right, who listens to Wolf-359?

I'm on episode 4 and so far, we've had shitty kelp coffee, hostile alien plants, a toothpaste standoff, a tool happy doctor. This guy is basically a grif/donut hybrid.

I am fucking losing it 😂😂

[ruloeus]

i binged Wolf-359 this month and did some warm-up sketches of Lovelace and Hilbert yesterday

[loccorocco]

*Blows a kiss* for daniel jacobi

He strikes me as the type of guy who wears a hat 24/7 so his face is just B|