#fleetcaptian

#a horse husband and horse wife

#a horse husband and horse wife

you make everything sound so simple. well not everything needs to be so complicated.

marie doesn't need to follow his gaze over her shoulder to the eclectic individual who, in a truly preposterous series of events, had ( temporarily, she hopes ) become her problem and whom she can hear in impassioned, persuasive argument with the security officer currently charged with keeping him out of trouble.

when the cayuga had arrived to a planet a week prior to find not the distress portended by the distress call that had summoned them, but rather an individual dead set on completing a laundry list of arbitrary tasks, marie too had wanted to know what was going on. since, marie's exasperation with the entire situation has nearly wholly given way to amusement — there was only so much one could take before having to laugh at the absurdity of a situation, and this was nothing if not absurd.

to marie, said tasks were arbitrary, but to their guest, they were a scavenger hunt, and apparently of the utmost importance. not that he had been able to explain said importance to marie's satisfaction — or that of her chief of security, who had yet to stop grumbling about how they ought to have left him behind. distress or not, her conscience had refused to leave an individual stranded.

❛ i got good news, bad news, and terrible news, ❜ christine called out when the captain entered, waving him forward with a pair of half-melted tongs. ❛ and it only makes sense if you ask for the good news first, so let's start with that, kay? yeah, so. good news, your dna is compatible ❜

looking at my phone, it would be 🫠, and i have no idea why that is, but that specific emoji is my go-to emoji for almost every situation. also, it just looks funny. maybe that's why i use it so much.