Quintessentially me

Sylvia smiles, her shoulders shifting, trying to get comfortable against the rock. “I’ll have to take your word for it.”

Whether or not she believes in this man, it doesn’t stop her from finding genuine interest in the idea that there a creatures so alien to such planetary feelings like panic that the very notion of a quickening heart beat could put the fear of death into them.

“It’s a survival instinct,” She explains. “With panic comes adrenaline and heightened senses, and with that comes a better chance at living. At least in our primitive years.”

She looks around and shrugs. “So I’m essentially a guinea pig for an omnipotent being to understand the need to survive. Very Bourgeois of you.” She jokes. “How am I doing?”

Q was starting to like this doctor. She was clever, for a human, and she was decidedly funny as well. It made him uncomfortable - if the Continuum caught him sympathizing with his so-called ‘guinea pig’ he’d never get out of here in one piece. 

He scoffed at her definition of panic. “And you think that your primitive years are behind you? My dear, they’ve only just begun.”

“Tell me what you want me to do?” Rakal not know how to entertain someone like Q, It would be very difficult to know their demands.

D’rorah laughed, genuinely amused.  “You know… I think that is actually the first time anyone has called me that.”  She hadn’t thought there were many nicknames left to be had–glowstick, lightning bug, glow-worm.  Point was, it was a long list, and Q had managed to find an original one.  “And I am very dangerous,” she agreed.

The scenery played its part of ominous and foreboding, ushering them down the path toward their date with danger.  She beamed in return at the assertion Q had never before been hunting in such good company.

“Right… havoc and mayhem.”  She gave her sword a test swing as she assessed the landscape.  “I am going to move closer to get in on the fun.”  She smirked, lifting a brow at Q.  “Just try not to shoot me while you are wreaking havoc.”  She lifted her arm, pointing with her blade at a very conveniently placed stone outcropping.  “There.  It should put me close to heart-height if you can herd him that way.”

“That is,” she added as she broke into a sprint, “unless you beat me to that prize!”

Q beamed. Leave it to him to bring novelty into D’rorah’s life! For an ageless being, that was something to be treasured - Q knew it more than anyone. 

They walked down the dark path, their surroundings seemingly growing gloomier by the minute, but that didn’t affect Q’s mood in anyway. If anything, he was restless, waiting for the beast to show up.

“The best thing about Chaos is that it’s arbitrary. Do with it what you please - no limits, no rules,” Q smiled, stopping to assess their positions, “I won’t shoot you while wreaking havoc, unless you choose to do things in a more organized way. Order is such a nuisance - doesn’t work well with Chaos.”

Reg was completely and utterly lost, shaking a little and staring at Q in absolute bewilderment. “You…you want to…to be a holodeck f-for me?”