"Scan completed." The pleasant computer voice chirped. Seven was stood perfectly upright at a terminal in astrometrics, busy cataloguing the star system into the databanks. She brought up an image of the planet on the viewscreen, zooming in on the continent selected as the crew's shoreleave destination. She had overheard conversations regarding activities the rest of the crew were planning and was curious about why everyone was so excited. It was just a planet, there was water, land and atmosphere. These were normal things, commonplace. Seven shook her head, not understanding the human emotions over 'holidays'. Work left undone, no objective, the idea certainly was irrelevant.
Seven studied the viewscreen intently. She had yet to plan her shoreleave, and the captain was expecting all the reports in. Not wanting to disappoint her captain she put together a detailed plan of activities for each day, after finally settling on visiting the cliff tops as her main event. She concluded that the view of the stars would be pleasing and it would allow her to test her knowledge of the system.
Downloading the data onto a padd, Seven left astrometrics and walked briskly to the turbolift. The door opened revealing a casually dressed Chakotay.
"Ah Seven, where are you off to?" he asked as she entered the turbolift. She was looking particularly nice today, her hair down instead of up. Along with most of the male crewmembers his eyes lingered over her generous chest.
"Deck 1." Seven ordered the computer. As the lift rose she looked at Chakotay. A tall man with strong features he was aesthetically pleasing. Seven had briefly considered him as a possible mate when she first joined the crew, before realising he was very much in love with Janeway. But now, she found him irritating like all the men on the crew who seemed fixated with her breasts. She had noticed that the captain had started this action too but for some unknown reason this did not irritate her. In fact it had quite the opposite effect.
"I am on my way to hand the captain my plans for shoreleave" Seven replied curtly.
"You're not staying on board voyager?" Asked Chakotay, surprised. He, like the Captain, had assumed nothing on the planet would interest her, and she certainly wouldn't be socialising with the rest of the crew because she was not close to anyone. But, his mind corrected, there is Kathryn. He had seen the way she looked at her captain, adoration flowing from her whole body. Kathryn would be disappointed if Seven remained on the planet for two weeks. She would not show it but he knew it would be a blow to her. He decided some meddling was in order, after all his captain was dear to him, and her happiness would make him feel better even if he was not the cause. Seven's voice jerked him back to reality.
"No I am not. However, I will be using my time productively on the planet to gather more information for astrometrics." With that she strode out of the turbolift onto the Bridge, leaving Chakotay to his scheming.
"Computer, Transporter room 1". He had a plan.
So did Seven. The captain glanced at her as she entered the ready room, quickly looking away. Oh dear God, her hair is gorgeous like that. Does she do this to tease me? Janeway forced herself to meet Seven's gaze. Seven was many things but a tease was not one of them. The Captain felt herself grow hot as she took in Seven's white-gold hair loosely falling in curls over her slender shoulders clad in a purple catsuit. Her hair brought out the perfect sky-blue of her eyes, and the Captain had to shake herself to stop her mouth dropping open.
"Seven, how are you?" she choked out.
"I am functioning within normal parameters"
Ask a Borg a question, get a Borg response. Remember she isn't completely human and probably can't return what you feel for her….whatever it is you feel. Seven handed her a padd.
"Here are my plans for shoreleave". The Captain felt her heart drop and fought to keep the disappointment off of her face. Seven was going to leave her, she had allowed herself to daydream about the time she would have spent with Seven, playing velocity or just talking, but now it wouldn't happen
Seven had seen the look of hurt that had flashed across Janeway's face and instantly wanted to take back the padd, pretend it was a joke but Janeway had slipped her impenetrable command mask back over her perfect features.
"Well Seven, I hope you have fun down there" The Captains' voice told of forced cheerfulness.
"Fun is irrelevant" Seven muttered. I have hurt her, after all she has done for me. As Seven walked back to astrometrics she found her functioning to be compromised by an ache that had manifested itself inside her ribcage.
The Captain checked Sevens' plans out of a painful curiousity.
Day 1
06.30 – End regeneration cycle
06.35 – Shower
06.39 – Dress in casual attire. Grey trousers and purple top.
06.44 – Eat nutritional supplement alpha 6 epsilon.
The list continued. Janeway laughed, Seven was most definitely an Ex-Drone with a plan.