by Karina | Aug 11, 2021 | ST:HMB
Forty minutes and several compressed ribs later, she stood before Todd in a traditional Chatwayan dress, with all the poofs and flounces and a girdle that was a size too small by human standards. The collar was three layers of stiff fabric in accordion folds that...
by Karina | Aug 4, 2021 | ST:HMB
Indeed Gregar’s voice could be heard above the general low chatter of the room. He had the Tortugan ambassador cornered and was demanding to know how he intended to vote. Commander Smythe was trying to intervene with little success. Her father sighed. “We’ll be just a...
by Karina | Jul 28, 2021 | ST:HMB
Half an hour later, Ellie left Todd to get ready. She gave him strict orders not to select Chatwayan formal dress; she didn’t think she could see him in jodhpurs without laughing. “You’re from Europa. Wear something Europan.” Then she left to go “stand on her head,”...
by Karina | Jul 21, 2021 | ST:HMB
They did not lose the ship, although Lt. Cruz had a lot of fun trying. When Commander Deary called the bridge to declare that his engines “couldnae take it anymore,” Tonio obliged by taking them from Warp 10 to 1 so quickly that the other ship overshot. He put them...
by Karina | Jul 14, 2021 | ST:HMB
Todd was grinning as he took readings of a particularly tricky nook in engineering that required precise cleaning. Unlike his fiancé, he’d gotten a full night’s sleep, albeit on Lt. LaFuentes’ couch, and had a leisurely breakfast alone while he went over requests for...
