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[aggressor]

Yes, this is exactly the most annoying thing you could be doing. Strangers staring, I can take. Kirk's crew will completely flip.

Whatever, do what you like. Don't expect me to play nice or pull my punches. And don't try bribing me with banana pancakes, either.

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[directives]

Kirk's crew will adjust.

[ aka they'll learn to deal, because she won't put up with any of that speciesist bias from them. ]

[aggressor]

I'm not worried.

[ liar. she'd rather just be ignored. ]

[directives]

[ just one of those looks that says she knows better than to buy that, lieutenant. ]

[aggressor]

They're going to think what they think. And I'm not going to waste my time trying to change anyone's mind.

[ and at least none of them are immature enough to start calling her miss turtlehead. well, the one that is isn't that mean, anyway. ]

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[hischair]

[ Excuse Jim where he's standing behind Kathryn, this is a little fucking weird when the Klingons are kind of the Big Bad in his day. Still, Gaila was Orion and accepted into the Academy despite enormous prejudice against her individual autonomy outside of writhing around a pole, using her brain instead.

This is one of those times that Jim blithely proves he owns more than a scrap of maturity, isn't it? Mm. ]

Lieutenant Torres, right?

[ Wait for it. Wait ... ]

[hischair]

I'm kind of shitty in the kitchen, for the record. Don't expect those pancakes off me.

[aggressor]

Wow, I don't even rate bad pancakes. Fortunately for me, I'm more than capable of making them myself.

[ dismissive as possible while still not completely shutting down the lines of communication. ]

[hischair]

[ !! He likes her already. ]

Isn't there something else that you'd want for breakfast, like banana ice cream? I know I can manage that.

[aggressor]

[ ice cream for breakfast? impressive. not that she's going to admit it so easily. ]

Yes, perfect. I want nothing more than to be in a sugar-coma by 0900 hours. Besides, I can't say I'd be impressed by your skill to simply scoop frozen dairy into a bowl.

[photonic]

Banana pancakes? You don't appear to be suffering from hypokalemia. Have you been experiencing any muscle soreness? Difficulty breathing?

[ How do you like that tricorder in your face? ]

[aggressor]

Doctor, if you don't get that thing out of my face it's going to wind up just like your holo-camera.

[ crushed. ]

I'm fine. For now, anyway.

[photonic]

[ Gosh, so rude. He drops it away and smiles, cheerfully, replies with all the sarcasm due. ]

Don't worry. I'm sure your as always delightful joie de vivre will render even Kirk's crew grateful of your company. If not? Well, you're an engineer, aren't you? Build them a bridge, and instruct them to kindly get over it.

[aggressor]

Maybe I will.

[ she sets her jaw, acting just as juvenile as she feels. why is she being so ridiculous to someone from her own crew now? ]

[candothat]

Flip? Figuratively, I hope.

[aggressor]

Yeah, me too. I wasn't really expecting the reaction I got from your Captain, to say the least.

[candothat]

He surprises many people that way. Also, we know that the Federation and the Klingon Empire are no longer experiencing hostilities in you time.

You are an engineer, correct?

[aggressor]

I am. You're... [ she's not the best at this; everyone else cares about starfleet history. hers is a little rusty. ] Tactical?

[captainbadass]

If they're a good crew, they'll deal with it. A good one can deal with just about anything.

[And he says that as the captain of a crew with at least one member who was usually just one moment of poor impulse control away from unleashing small arms fire on deck in a fit of rage. Pretty regularly, too.]

[aggressor]

Well, if it was my crew, sure. But his will see my face as the face of a major threat.

[ she sounds more bummed than anything, now. the reception so far has only been marginally antagonistic. nothing about her obvious klingon blood at all. ]

[captainbadass]

Then his will just have to adjust. You serve with what you get, no room for bein' picky. Do your job, they'll do theirs.

If they don't, and this 'Federation' isn't the sorriest operation this side of the galaxy, they'll get replaced. Problem solved.

[aggressor]

Geez, it's like you said everything that was inside my head. Just with a lot less yelling and threats of violence...

[chakotay]

I'll handle Kirk's crew. Don't worry about them.

[ he's got your back, b'elanna. ]

[aggressor]

Chakotay. [ oh my god so happy to see you right now you don't even know. sure, janeway's her captain, but the maquis were her first family. chakotay's a huge part of who b'elanna is now. ] You don't have to, I'm-- [ not worth defending? ] Just annoyed, really.

[chakotay]

[ he's just fashionably late, as usual. no big. ] We've got a bigger problem than your heritage, though. [ and once she gets in the city, he's going to have the longest talk on his hands. it was easier for kathryn when harry turned up. at least they didn't have to have the "the existence of the maquis falls under the temporal prime directive with regard to kirk's crew, just pretend you've always been in starfleet" talk. he is so looking forward to that one.

and he is so defending her. he vouched for her against kathryn's better judgment way back when, after all. like hell is he dropping his bff now. ]

[aggressor]

[ his defense might have to get physical, the way b'elanna is heading. keep her from throwing a punch to kirk's face. ]

We do?

[ right, of course they do. her personality. she's not starfleet material and she doesn't easily fall in line like the rest of them do. she knew this was a really bad idea. ]

Look, I'll just stay away from them. I can't ... play nice. And I don't want to make trouble for you and Janeway.