Chapter 2: Genuine Smiles
Captain William T. Riker entered confidently, the way in which he strode down the corridors of his new ship. His smile, however, was curious, romantic, and genuine. She felt these feelings radiating from him.
"Counselor," he addressed her in a mock-authoritative, bold voice, "report."
Troi handed the data PADD to her captain with her typical calm and grace.
"There is one malfunctioning food replicator on Deck 8, but other than that, all is well."
He took her hand.
"Ready for our first senior staff conference?"
Troi nodded, and Riker noted the way her hair fell upon her shoulders. She was beautiful, and he was happier, knowing that his Imzadi, not only observed, but also knew intimately the extent of his affection. He released her hand, and they walked down the corridor, a pair.
Captain William T. Riker entered confidently, the way in which he strode down the corridors of his new ship. His smile, however, was curious, romantic, and genuine. She felt these feelings radiating from him.
"Counselor," he addressed her in a mock-authoritative, bold voice, "report."
Troi handed the data PADD to her captain with her typical calm and grace.
"There is one malfunctioning food replicator on Deck 8, but other than that, all is well."
He took her hand.
"Ready for our first senior staff conference?"
Troi nodded, and Riker noted the way her hair fell upon her shoulders. She was beautiful, and he was happier, knowing that his Imzadi, not only observed, but also knew intimately the extent of his affection. He released her hand, and they walked down the corridor, a pair.