Voyager
Black Dragon
| The USS Voyager scanned the small spacial anomaly intensely. Cal entered the Bridge where Captain Tuvok stood, staring at the view onscreen. Tuvok having been an original member of the Voyager crew lost in the Delta Quadrant for 7 years, had decided to once again take up space travel. This was a great descision, is what his wife would say, hoping that he would not be torn from just one bad experience. What she will never understand is that Voyager was never such a bad experience. There was nothing to report about the anomaly. It was just there. Cal walked over to Raine's station and started tapping at panels. "You're part Vulcan," Cal opened. "What? ...How'd... you know...?" Raine stumbled, surprised. "You cut yourself in a coil junction processor the other day and I saw the green blood" Cal said. Raine just continued her work. "That explains that strange vibration the first time we met... must've been a mind-meld instinct or something" Cal continued. "...Look Cal. It's just not going to work out between us" Raine started. "There's no substance to our relationship. We never made an intelectual connection." She said to him as she got up to go into a back room. She began tapping at panels, as Cal entered. He eyed her body, finding it more unbelieveably attractive than ever. "I understand... You're right." He replied in standard conversation. Just then she stopped and they glanced at each other. They stared into each others eyes deeply. "But does intelect really matter right now?" Cal asked. Raine's feelings started sparking up again. She realized she didn't really care about the intelect thing. Maybe it really doesn't matter right now. They both then kissed and started making out lustfuly. |
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