The children are lizards because they were born as lizards. Somehow making these tykes human would be perverse.
And yet it is their destiny to be trapped in supercharged nebula radiation and to have that very thing happen.
I feel confident your posts on the topic of the coffee lizard baby nebula will approach the caliber of your magnus opus, whatever that may have been.
I was always quite proud of this. Wrote, slept and posted in less than 24 hours. http://www.trekbbs.com/showthread.php?t=35147
I don't exactly see where it's rape when she's practically begging him on her knees and she fancies him anyway, even though it's taken her being off her head to admit it.
There was a time, lets call it the 20th century, when it was permissible for a man to keep feeding a lady drink after drink until she suggested sex or passed out which invited sex...Or died from alcohol poisoning which didn't stop some from perusing sex. Tom was being a dick though. B'Elanna would have died if she didn't kill someone or frakk someone. It would have been a medicinal boff.
I guess claiming that never works, even for Vulcans (or those with Vulcan impairment due to science fiction).
Vorrik's problem was that he assumed that B'Elanna would be into him once she found out that he was on the market... He couldn't anticipate or fathom why or how she could reject him? The sexmeld is only supposed to be appplied to some girl who already wants to sex the melder. It creates thrust not bearing.
How young was he? T'Pol was almost 70. He could have been deceptively... Only and Ensign? Only an Ensign.
So does that mean Amanda had it better than Perrin? I would expect Vulcan males decline pretty dramatically once their mate has passed prime breeding stage. Because, logic.
Vulcan's are supposed to live 300 hundred years. Sarek, got a mental illness just past his 2nd century, which although his special dementia only happens to old people, what kicked his ass isn't actually an indicator of age and wear... His body could still carry through for another century while the ambassador is batshit bananapants. You know how we, yes even women like yourself, are spammed constantly, forced to think about marrying some sexpot form the Ukraine? Imagine the 23rd, 24th century equivilent where Human girls try to find Vulcan husbands with as much subtly through a mass directmail campaign? Mudd's Women comes to mind.