Data and I walked into the lounge in Star Base One. We picked a table next
to the floor-to- ceiling windows that looked out into the vast inner
docking bay. The closest ship to the windows was the Sovereign. We could
see five or six boarding tubes connecting the Sovereign to Star Base One.
All of which remained empty. Which was what I ordered. Focusing my
attention back into the lounge. Most of all the leaders from the different
worlds of the U.F.P were here. I saw the Klingon who asked me the question.
He was a couple of tables away trying out and insulting different human
food. "So, sir, what do you think will happen next?" Asked Data as he to
was looking around the lounge. "Well, I suppose the Defiant project will
help a little, but we need more than that if we are to confront the Borg or
vise versa." I replied. A waiter came up to us, "Would you two care for
anything to eat or drink?" He asked. "I'll take some Hot and Sour soup with
Klingon Blood Wine please." The waiter looked over to Data now, "And you
sir?" Data thought a moment. "I'll just have water please." The waiter
walked away. The Klingon noticed me. He got up, spitting out the 'human'
food and walked over to us. "Ahhh humans, may I join you," he said in a
slightly happier, but yet scratchy voice. I nodded to a free chair. The
klingon sat. "So, the Federation has decided to re open the Defiant project
again." He laughed at this. "I remember when you tried the first time.
Nothing but a waste of good resources if you ask me." The waiter came over
and put the soup, wine and water on the table and walked away. "So, you
like Klingon Blood Wine, do ya?" He asked as he stared at my goblet. "Yes I
do. My ex girlfriend introduced it to me. She was a big fan of Klingon food
and it stuck with me." I started to eat my hot and sour soup. It was extra
spicy, just the way I liked it. Data began to drink. "So, what do you think
about all this?" I asked, trying to create some interesting conversation.
It isn't every day that you talk about the Borg. "Ha, I don't know what to
think of it. If it is true, then we will fight and die with honor. Not so
sure about you humans though." He got up not excusing him self and walked
out. "Friendly person, huh?" I asked Data with a hint of sarcasm in my
voice. "Remember sir, that Klingons don't use human customs most times." I
sat there shaking my head. "It was a joke Data." He twitched his head as
his processors worked at my words. "Ahhh, you mean that. Data, we got more
important things to worry about than jokes." I said, cutting him off, not
to be rude, but I don't know how many times I have heard him analyzing
jokes. "Well, what do you think we should do about it?" I asked Data since
he was the only one I haven't asked yet. I often enjoy collecting different
opinions from different people on certain situations. "Well, I have thought
about it deeply and I think that the U.F.P should create a new ship with a
cloaking device, but seeing as the Treaty of Algeron is still in effect, we
may make another enemy." I finished my soup and wine. The waiter came and
took our dishes away. "Why don't we go back on the ship?" I suggested. I
got up and Data followed me. Luckily, there was a boarding tube connection
down the hall from the lounge. We walked across the 200-foot tube and into
one of the corridors of the Sovereign. We went into a turbo lift and up
into the bridge. I took my center chair and Data took his. "Report." I
ordered. "Sir, the U.S.S. Enterprise just entered docking flanked by NCC
63549, the Thunder Child. Two hours ago, the USS Voyager B docked.
Apparently, Star Fleet ordered ships in close range to report in. I am
guessing in case of a Borg attack." The view screen flicked to view the
three ships. Then flicked back to show the dircection of the Sovereign. The
bridge crew for the night shift came on the bridge. The day shift and I
walked out onto another turbo lift and it took us to our quarters. I walked
in, took care of a few of my plants, changed into my nightclothes and went
to bed.
