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Heavy lies the head... [Dec. 14th, 2009|12:43 am]


[mood |indescribable]

::relaxes hands on cool polymer of computer terminal, pulling eyes away from blank screen to look around dimly lit quarters for the tenth time in as many minutes::

::shakes head when gaze lands on picture...no, Kathryn probably wouldn't approve of one of Voyager's command staff wracking an already strained mind trying to put together such a triviality as this project...a simple newsletter::

::leave that to Neelix
, she'd say::

::purposefully looks away, rubbing a pinky in thought::

::exhales slowly and deeply, pulling scattered thoughts back into focus with profound effort::

::gets to work::

This is the captain. Mr. Neelix has generously given me free rein with news and updates this time. And yes, all soft fruit may be thrown my way, not his. In that spirit, I'll keep it short.

::takes another moment::

I know I need not remind you of how exciting the past few months have been-personally, if not professionally. We've seen not one, not two, but three births, with three weddings to match-and those just here aboard ship. Every new comm cycle home reveals new joys, new sorrows.

Change was bound to happen, but make no mistake, even as I've tried to foster a community atmosphere aboard this ship and encouraged the planting of proverbial roots, our long-term mission remains just as it was the day Voyager landed in this quadrant seventeen years ago. We owe it to ourselves, our families, and above all the memory of Kathryn Janeway to see this journey made full circle.

Though most of you haven't been aware of it, in the past few months we've come closer than ever to making that goal a reality. Commander Paris, Lieutenant Kim, Seven of Nine, and our guest Miral have tirelessly poured their efforts into retooling our earlier slipstream project. Lieutenant Vorik now believes that we can successfully and safely implement such a drive, cutting the distance and time left in Voyager's journey by great measure, if not entirely.

With his carefully weighed approval in mind, I've authorized the effort. It has, by now, become eventual necessity, not frivolity. This ship will not hold forever, and I will not be responsible for endangering innocent lives any longer than necessary in the name of sentiment.

::chuckles a little at irony...similar sentiments were behind the explosive end of first captaincy::

Over the next month, Voyager's crew will be pressed into heavier duty than usual, performing what should be final maintenance-if all goes as planned, we can leave any further work in the Corps capable hands-back home.

This time, let's make it happen.

::releases another breathe, squinting at screen one last time::

::finally slams hovering index finger down, sending memo out on a ship-wide circuit::

::rolls neck, sliding seat back and heading for bed...time for rest::

::it's bound to be crunch time come morning::

[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-15 02:59 am (UTC)


Of course. A little. But a ship is just a ship when all is said and done. Most of them go through routine refits and are barely recognizable from one mission to the next.

::reaches, letting kelsie_wildman snag thumb and pull closer::

I guess family is what matters to me. As long as we all go home together, I can deal with anything else.
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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-15 03:31 am (UTC)
But we might not all make it home, none of us might make it home...and even if we do, we won't be together after.

::drops arms as baby successfully changes carrier, blowing a breath::

::looks at andrewkim again, feeling unusually immature by comparison and even more guilty::
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-15 03:59 am (UTC)
::squints again...it's really too early::

::still, digs for logic::

Yeah, so? We're still family, a quadrant or a foot apart. People don't just forget they ever knew each other after living neck and neck for nearly two decades, Naomi.

::realizes that might have sounded a little harsh::

Maybe you should try to set up some sort of exchange plan. You know, get prospective addresses and contact points to send out, just in case everyone is too busy to share once we get there.

And I'll see if I can wheedle copies of the project work from Dad or Grandad. Let you look over it yourself and see that the data is solid.
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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-15 04:12 pm (UTC)
That's assuming it is good...

::stops, scratching around a horn::

I'm starting to sound like your mother.
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-15 04:17 pm (UTC)
I wasn't going to say that, but...yeah...and I wish you'd stop. It creeps me out.

::frees a hand to push her own away, kissing reddened skin instead::

Go to your staff meeting and stop thinking about it for a while, okay? I'll meet you in Astrometics later.

Kid and I have a date to try Neelix's latest apple sauce substitute.
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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-16 11:20 pm (UTC)
Sounds sticky.

::sighs, looking at time and patting down uniform::

There's no telling what Seven concocted this morning.
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-16 11:24 pm (UTC)
You'd think she would have worked at least that obsession out during the honeymoon.

My grandfather did gain at least five pounds...and don't tell him I said that either.

::shifts load, lifting a still pudgy fist and waving it::

Say bye to Mommy, K.

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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-16 11:29 pm (UTC)
::leans forward to kiss daughter's cute little nose, smiling at her::

I think he's trying to get rid of me again, sweetie. Don't let him get into too much trouble.

::pulls away, giving andrewkim a warning look::

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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-16 11:37 pm (UTC)
Whatever. Not like there's much trouble to be gotten into on this ship...

::shrugs at deeper frown::

If you don't go I'll be in trouble for keeping you.

Somehow the guy of the household always gets blamed for these things...
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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-17 12:45 am (UTC)
The guy of any other household might, but it's not like anyone actually thinks you get distracted by early morning...entertainment.

::tosses ponytail, heading for door::
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-17 12:47 am (UTC)
::looks at kelsie_wildman, wondering how to cover two sets of ears at once::

I think I resent that.

...I'm not even sure I want to know what you're implying with it, for that matter.
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[User Picture]From: _naomiwildman_
2009-12-17 01:25 am (UTC)
::jams foot in door, huffing and looking back::

We've been engaged for over three years.

Three years.

...I don't even know how that's possible.
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-12-17 02:26 am (UTC)
We have?

::double-takes at kinda lewd flash of heirloom metal::

I mean, well, yeah...but they've been a busy three years...

::looks at daughter again::

...in some ways.

At this point, does it really matter?

::watches her disappear without answer, staring at doors for a minute::

Can I choose to take that as a no?


Come on, K. Can't get any stickier.
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