We escaped the cage...

…and my muse will tell you one of the following after a random number generation.

MIX OF FLUFF, ANGST, NSFW, LYRICS AS PHRASES, ETC.

Star Trek: Discovery uniforms as requested by @starboalts

//:D yes. Yes they are. So very much.

Do I dare say something so controversial?

// Summer has been weird in my area. The heat and storms knock the internet out all the time. I’ll be on for about 15 mins or so. I hope I can get some drafts out. Any that are NSFW will NOT be done as I am at a public library. 

Bitter wind whipped through the large boulders, cutting through the local garb they were clothed in. Pike’s shoulders hunched as the cold sent yet another shiver down his spine. The sky was nearly as gray as his hair, and it was only a matter of time before the storm hit full force.

“It’s a good thing we’re already looking for a cave,” he shouted over the sound of the wind at his First Officer. “At least Spock thinks whatever the hell it is, is in a cave, and we know Spock isn’t one to guess.” He’d make a logical decision based on data retrieved by scans of the planet and the few probes they’d been able to send out before they lost power and hit the ground like dead vultures. After they lost the first three, he’d ordered they stop sending them because of the risk of breaking the Prime Directive.

The planet’s inhabitants were humanoid, with little difference from Earth norms appearance wise, which was always nice when trying to avoid breaking General Order One. It should’ve been an easy high orbit, have a peek, and move-on mission, but then the Enterprise got caught in some high tech net the people on the planet couldn’t possibly have created. Spock found traces of over a dozen spaceship crash sites dating back over thousands of years, and unless he wanted his ship to be the first in centuries, they had to turn the net off.

“I’m a desert kid. You any good at spotting caves in mountain sides?”

@fugitcavea

The first officer was in just as bad shape. Her homeworld was more akin to Spock’s than any other planet. She was, thankfully, able to keep her second eyelid light enough to see where they were going, allowing the captain to just follow her.

“Spock does not guess, captain. He research it, so all we have to do is find the location. My tricorder is not functioning properly due to the dilithium deposits, but that indicates the cave system is nearby,” she replied to him as calmly as she always did, no doubts no fears. Only off duty would anyone see just how depressed One truly was after the destruction of her homeworld.

“The wind is dirtier ahead.” She pulls a strip from the garb and hands it to him, “you will want to cover your eyes and trust me.” Another strip was left attached like a leash. “Keep your other hand on the side where the dirt wall is. I see the caves now.”

She lead him carefully to the caves that were deep set in the earth.

@fugitcavea

Leonard stood in the transporter room waiting for the rest of the away team to assemble. He was going along as the team medic and had only skimmed over the briefing enough to know that there might be Klingons.

This was going to be the first away mission he’d been on since he (and One) had admitted to each other that they loved each other. Leonard was nervous. He was sure something was going to go wrong today.

Deep space always had the potential to go wrong. Always. It was a universal constant, that none wanted, but typically happened anyway.

One gave no indication anything was different. On the surface it was still doctor and first officer, however her mind had changed. It actually showed a physical change. A part humans didn’t have had finally come to life for her. The section Ilyrians believed helped them communicate telapathically to the one that they called Imzadi.

That was how she soothed him after they beamed to the planet. I am with you, Imzadi. Nothing will harm us.

It wasn’t a promise she could completely keep, but then, promises like that were meant to help the other feel pacified.