A/N: Great one, Gila! My turn!
POV: Maren.
I sat up quickly and looked at all the senior officers standing around me, unsure, for I was dizzy from the stimulants. I shook my head as the images began to clear, and returned the captain's smile.
"My ship was attacked and stolen by an unknown alien species. I was knocked unconscious while fixing some things in a conduit, and my ship was brought to the Delta Quadrant. When I woke up and realised this, well, safe to say, I just barely escaped in that pod."
I shrugged and wrapped my tail around my waist, a customary habit of mine to do while in front of many strangers. Janeway rearranged her weight while I paused and made sure of my surroundings.
"My ship is the USS Nighthawk. It's in the hands of the enemy now, and I have nowhere to go."
My voice trailed as I considered the options: returning to Moria, which was at the other side of the Delta Quadrant. Nope. Or join the crew of Voyager.? It wouldn't be such a bad idea; I'd have a nice place to stay. Many nice people to talk with. Paris crossed his arms while waiting for me to respond, the doctor waving a medical triquarter around my head and a confused look on his face, Janeway looking at me with a caring mother-like smile and Chakotay with a heroic grin.
"Would you mind if I joined the crew of Voyager?"
A/N: Well, that's it!! ^-^ Go ahead, Gila! . By the way, you guys who are reading this, R/R!
POV: Maren.
I sat up quickly and looked at all the senior officers standing around me, unsure, for I was dizzy from the stimulants. I shook my head as the images began to clear, and returned the captain's smile.
"My ship was attacked and stolen by an unknown alien species. I was knocked unconscious while fixing some things in a conduit, and my ship was brought to the Delta Quadrant. When I woke up and realised this, well, safe to say, I just barely escaped in that pod."
I shrugged and wrapped my tail around my waist, a customary habit of mine to do while in front of many strangers. Janeway rearranged her weight while I paused and made sure of my surroundings.
"My ship is the USS Nighthawk. It's in the hands of the enemy now, and I have nowhere to go."
My voice trailed as I considered the options: returning to Moria, which was at the other side of the Delta Quadrant. Nope. Or join the crew of Voyager.? It wouldn't be such a bad idea; I'd have a nice place to stay. Many nice people to talk with. Paris crossed his arms while waiting for me to respond, the doctor waving a medical triquarter around my head and a confused look on his face, Janeway looking at me with a caring mother-like smile and Chakotay with a heroic grin.
"Would you mind if I joined the crew of Voyager?"
A/N: Well, that's it!! ^-^ Go ahead, Gila! . By the way, you guys who are reading this, R/R!