Captain's Log; Star Date 2258.47 [Voice]

[starfleet_pimp]

Comments

[theotokos]

Do you really consider them to be true deities?

And that's a great way to spend a Saturday.

[starfleet_pimp]

It's what everyone uses for them. I don't feel the need to define exactly what they are. Deities works fine for me.

A girl after my own heart.

[theotokos]

Well, whatever keeps their doom clock running, so they say.

Funny, I was going to say something similar.

[starfleet_pimp]

If that's really what it is, then I wouldn't mind being here quite as much.

Not that I'm going to question your right to do what you want, but just how old are you?

[theotokos]

Then I think you're crazy.

Honestly? I shouldn't be drinking, but that's funny. I'm sixteen.

[starfleet_pimp]

You wouldn't feel better about being here if you knew for sure it was helping prevent the end of all realities?

Definitely a girl after my own heart.

[theotokos]

I like to think that it's not a solid theory, unless there's evidence to prove to me that it exists.

I'm flattered. Then what about you, how old are you?

[starfleet_pimp]

I'd agree with you there.

Twenty eight.

[theotokos]

So we all don't follow each other blindly on the network -- very reassuring.

Oh.

[starfleet_pimp]

Oh?

[theotokos]

It's nothing, just one of those moments where I feel very young to all of you people.

[starfleet_pimp]

Ensign Chekov is about your age, just a year older.

[theotokos]

Sorry, but who is that?

[starfleet_pimp]

A member of my crew.