Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Higher res test photo

Talk about going nowhere fast. Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who's asking his friend if he can start dating his sister. 

Well, I'll say this for him - he's sure of himself. The game's not big enough unless it scares you a little. Fate protects fools, little children and ships named Enterprise. 



They were just sucked into space. Fate. It protects fools, little children, and ships named "Enterprise." When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? 

Then maybe you should consider this: if anything happens to them, Starfleet is going to want a full investigation. How long can two people talk about nothing? Now we know what they mean by 'advanced' tactical training. 

That might've been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet. Why don't we just give everybody a promotion and call it a night - 'Commander'? 

Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately? Maybe we better talk out here; the observation lounge has turned into a swamp. Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur, wholeheartedly!

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