I'd been to the shipyards plenty of times growing up -- my father was one of the admirals overseeing the design, construction, and testing of vessel prototypes -- but I didn't see Voyager until just before her launch. I had every inch of that ship memorized by the time I materialized on the transporter and could've walked those corridors blind.
[ a pause as he dips her. ]
There are times I wake myself up at night, because the floor isn't moving. [ her lips quirk upward in a bittersweet smile at how attune her body's become to her ship's every movement. ] I panic and think, the ship's stopped -- something's wrong, the bulkheads aren't vibrating with the hum of the warp core. It always takes me a second to realize that I'm not on Voyager. I don't know if I'll ever quite get over that...
[ trails off, abrupt topic change! ] Perhaps they moved the shipyards to Mars because of those bars. Too many drunken officers. We may have you and those bars to blame for the creation of synthehol as well.
[ alcohol is banned aboard starships in the 24th century. synthehol tastes like alcohol, but is devoid of any of the "negative" effects that would impair an officer's judgement. ]
woo! \o/
[ a pause as he dips her. ]
There are times I wake myself up at night, because the floor isn't moving. [ her lips quirk upward in a bittersweet smile at how attune her body's become to her ship's every movement. ] I panic and think, the ship's stopped -- something's wrong, the bulkheads aren't vibrating with the hum of the warp core. It always takes me a second to realize that I'm not on Voyager. I don't know if I'll ever quite get over that...
[ trails off, abrupt topic change! ] Perhaps they moved the shipyards to Mars because of those bars. Too many drunken officers. We may have you and those bars to blame for the creation of synthehol as well.
[ alcohol is banned aboard starships in the 24th century. synthehol tastes like alcohol, but is devoid of any of the "negative" effects that would impair an officer's judgement. ]