#preconceptionschallenged

            With her typical, wry smile, Una shook her head.    ❛ You might call it an unspoken rule of our captain’s, but he doesn’t like to leave people behind. Even if they’re not on our crew roster. ❜    The small detour to acknowledge the unusual distress signal Enterprise had picked up had been a given, as soon as they’d recognized the transmission as Starfleet, albeit on a bandwidth that Starfleet hadn’t used for the better part of a century.

T’Pol looked at him unwaveringly. She could determine from the context that ‘an item’ indicated a romantic relationship.

Pumpkin flavoured things are good! Not as good as real pumpkin, of course, but I rather enjoy them!

Five years ago my life was very quiet. I didn't leave the Solar system a lot, not did I have reasons to. My sister was single. My work was more research than anything active. My self esteem spoke do softly I did not always hear it. I had not been assigned to this fine ship, and I was yet to meet you, my dear significant annoyance. It was not dull, but I like now better.

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“Thanks.” Trip plugged it in and his face lit up with the console. “I love 23rd century technology. I can’t believe how much has changed in a hundred years.” Right up until the console beeped, then he yanked the plasma capacitor back out before it could blow the EPS grid. He sighed. “Any more bright ideas?”

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A few curses-a mixture of Andorian and English-left the engineers mouth as she watched the attempt fail. Running a hand through her hair, she paced a little.

"Maybe it's the materials? Channeling power into and out of it to fast and causing it to overload?" She queried the other engineer.