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          “ fodder for the grand design, ” he adds, humour a sharp edge in his voice. he is fond of the company ; a boy most would see. a child. but, the pilot’s clever, knows innocence is long gone in this world; traded in for brain as they practically bathed in blood. clever calculations and the intricacy of the inner mechanics of the mind, they’re part of what makes the russian a threat. or a potential ally. but, for now, sulu watches, keeps his distance --- entertains the notion. “ in death, sacrifice. ” a pause. “ or stupidity. ” 

unbelieveab l e

it had taken kate close to eight years just to complete her highereducation — four years in college, four years at starfleet academy.it was often hard to remember that chekov was incredibly smart, thatthat young face hid a genius mind.

❝ please, please don’t touch that. or if you’re going to, put some gloves on. ❞   contamination from oils from the skin was the last thing that she needed. what had been planned as an hour long expedition had stretched into five, due to some malfunction in the transporter room. kate, ever the practical type, decided to take the extra time and sort through samples already collected. but the nature of the rocks made them quite shiny, and practically everyone on the away team had tried to pick them up at some point, much to her chagrin.

stop looking over my shoulder when i’m typing.