Jan 18, 2021 19:40
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Excerpt from: Jia’hale
“I miss Hotaru,” he murmured.
“Not the first time someone wanted to leave...” the Doctor said in a sad tone.
'There's something there,' Sabir thought. 'Hotaru had been travelling alone with her when I started travelling.' He shook his head. “Have you found anything.”
“Not yet.”
Police Public Call Box. “Huh?”
“What?” the officer asked.
“The markings of the pod. It has an English phrase. 'Police Public Call Box'. That makes no sense!”
“...Sounds familiar.”
“How, sir,” the tech asked.
“Just run the search.”
The Doctor found something. “A particle trace...”
“What kind of trace?” Sabir asked.
“A particle trace. It could tell me something about what happened.”
Words: 108
Excerpt from: A New Generation - Farpoint
“Lose?” Q asked incredulously.
“Yes, even though you’re judge and prosecutor.”
“And Jury.”
“Accepted, so long as you keep to your agreement,” Picard said. “And assaulting prisoners is hardly a fair trial.”
“This is a merciful court,” Q said as he thawed Yar. “Continuing these proceedings, I must caution you that legal trickery is not permitted. This is a court of…”
Picard interrupted. “Court of fact! We humans know our past, even when we're ashamed of it. I recognise this court system as the one that agreed with that line from Shakespeare. Kill all the lawyers,” he said referring to Henry VI.
“Which was done,” Q added.
“Which led to the rule guilty until proven innocent.”
“Of course,” Q said, clearly enjoying himself. “Bringing the innocent to trial would be unfair. You will now answer to the charge of being a grievously savage race.”
Deanna could feel that Tasha was tense, trying not to remember what she had experienced of the ‘courts’ on her home planet.
Words: 166
Excerpt from: Horrors of the Delta Quadrant
There was still discontent and worry. But they settled down. Chakotay wondered how Kes was having that calming effect.
“I’ve reversed course, Captain,” Paris reported. “Ready to go to warp.”
“Slow and Steady, Lieutenant. Warp 2.”
“Warp 2, aye.”
Words: 39
Excerpt from: A November of Change
“One drink,” she said.
“Sure.”
However, Daria quickly regretted that decision. That one drink was enough for her to get tipsy. “That’s enough for now,” she said, firmly. “Do you have a soda?”
“Of course,” Kelly, one of Natalia’s friends said. “Here!”
Daria nodded, she considered that she had just sounded like Quinn!
Words: 53
Total: 356
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