Of the many strange occurrences she could attribute to the community, Scotty being transformed into a woman definitely ranked among the top few. Of course, there was no way to be sure that it was community-related, but it seemed likely given that they'd encountered nothing in their universe that seemed to explain it ( Read more... )

Fat snowflakes were still drifting slowly to the ground, meaning that the crowd at Uhura's was perfectly content to keep sipping spiced apple cider and chatting with Nyota and her sisters. Since it was Tuesday there was no musician, but at least the regulars seemed to think the snowy day called for music and kept feeding coins into the jukebox. ( Read more... )

( The lights in Uhura's quarters were turned down to 30 percent. )

Uhura was in a good mood. The memory of yesterday's assignment, of all the fear in the Debulans' eyes, was enough to make her nearly giddy. It had been far too long since she'd had the opportunity to slowly create a blinding, debilitating fear, just as her father had taught her to.

There was only one thing that could ruin her excitement. Scotty ( Read more... )