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[annikahansen]

::offers daily farewell to Astrometrics staff, waiting until back is turned to lift brow at jennydelaney's gum smack response

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[jenay_paris]

::inputs rapid fire calculations into padd, desperate to send them off before deadline...stupid astrophysics laws...what's the point?::

I could bend them, I could...

::plows into turbolift when doors finally open, shrieking when a cold, metallic hand grabs shoulder::

::looks before yelling more::

Good grief, Seven! You aren't helping me recover from the trauma!

[annikahansen]

::takes a step back, withdrawing hand and observing it curiously for a moment...a more effective tool of intimidation than intended::

My apologies.

...

I was unaware that any 'trauma' from your experience with the Borg remained.

[jenay_paris]

Well, so was I, until you grabbed me like that!

::glares at her again, slinking off to other side of lift::

Deck three.

[annikahansen]

::rocks back on heels, considerably relieved but still bemused by new found status as a source of repulsion rather than fascination::

Adolescents.

Your father's office?

[ba_neelix]

::bustles around (mostly) empty holodeck, tweaking decor along haphazard circuit::

::half-murmurs to self, debating wisdom of using Antarian moon blossoms...given a few drinks, some people just lose all sense and tear right through them!::

::perhaps Tuvok's namesake orchid, instead...he certainly likes them, but the implied memories tend to ruffle some feathers even to this day...::

::stops, mopping brow::

[kes_]

Neelix.

::folds arms, staring pointedly::

Is this party really so important that working yourself into a frenzy over it is necessary?

[ba_neelix]

::gapes, finally settling on spreading hands wide to punctuate disbelief::

Yes!

That is...this is the first non-diplomatic event I've been given the pleasure of hosting inquite a while...

It has to be perfect. Imagine, Kes...our little Naomi, having one of her own!

[andrewkim]

Our little Naomi....

::lets sarcastic mimicing drift off into mutter::

I don't see what the fuss over her is about. It's going to be mine too. Right?

::looks sideways, immediately regretting action when clenched, white knuckles impact jaw...not so playfully::

OW! Joking, Naomi, joking!

[annikahansen]

::side-steps to avoid contact, barely::

::once again grasps a shoulder to offer patient direction::

::clearly, inattention is genetic::

[andrewkim]

Wait, what...

::squints::

Oh, hey, Seven. Here for the party?

Have fun. Just stay away from the whale. She's kinda testy.

::lifts finger over lips in universal plea for secrecy, swerving on past former drone::

[annikahansen]

No, I...

::feels brow shoot up of own volition as realization sinks in::

Really, Ensign.

::smiles slightly at hissed sellout, before turning attention to other holodeck door::

[ahni_jetal]

::signs off on 'therapy' block for day, shaking head in amusement...at some point it'll just have to be labeled 'fun'::

::offers pupil a few last tips, scanning corridor as holodeck doors open::

::tries to look unintimidated...but in moderation::

::if Borg concern is that scary, would rather avoid Borg annoyance::

Seven!

Did we run late? I was so impressed by a few of your father's moves I had to ask him to run parts of the simulation through again.

He's quite the pilot.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

::rolls eyes, saving the knight with considerably less shiny armor routine...some women just don't appreciate it::

::elbows companion along in lieu::

Unscrew the frown, Seven. If your mood rubs off on the guest of honor, we may all die in a hormonally induced massacre.

[annikahansen]

If you find my presence so discomfiting, I would be more than pleased to rid you of it.

::folds arms over chest, studiously ignoring sharp look given as a response::

He is my responsibility.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

No, he's not...and the proof is in the pudding.

::reaches out with a bit more gentleness to steer her to the edge of the corrider, away from encroaching traffic::

Sorry. Old Earth axiom.

He's come a long way, Seven...almost as human as he ever was, I imagine.

[annikahansen]

And more human than I ever will be?

::spears him with a frosty stare of warning::

Do not lie to me. Not even for my own benefit.