Discussion in 'Star Trek: Voyager' started by Akiraprise, Jul 20, 2009.
his internal voice was external.
Janeway arched her eyebrow and
glared inquisitively at the Vulcan
and hissed, "A poem, Tuvok?"
"I know it sounds most
illogical but I can't help
myself it feels as my
heart beats only for you
Captain. Please forgive my illogic."
Janeway was concerned and decided
to pour burning hot coffee
into a mug and offer
it to the miniature Seven
who was sitting on Tuvok's
eyebrows, causing a temporal iPod
vortex to form. Janeway grabbed
the mini Seven and saved
the day. Then another Seven
lept onto Captain Janeway's head
and drilled sharp needles into
Separate names with a comma.