|I have just left the bridge and I am pissed off.
||[Sep. 18th, 2003|08:24 pm]
And looking for someone to take out my aggressions on.
I think I'll spare Jonathan for the time being. He is stopping at that planet, after all. There has got to be something for me to do around here...until I get to eat Archer er, eat with Archer, that is.
Should be easy enough to remember.
Unless you're a malfunctioning android, yes.
What can we do for you...Q?
That remains to be seen. At the moment I just thought I'd drop in on some old friends.
Oh, and the android was annoying me. You can thank me for getting rid of him later.
What did you do to him?
I've sent him to a... better place.
Well, a less cramped and ugly place than this, anyway.
Don't worry. It was the peeing android, not the
evil intelligent one. My ex would never forgive me if I got rid of that one. She thinks he's hot.
I see. ::glances at Malcolm, then back at Q::
Planning on being here long? Or just 'passing through' as it were? Just...trying to make plans, if you're wondering.
There's something about him I don't like...
2003-09-19 04:55 pm (UTC)
::glances at Captain, then back to Q::
he better not be staying long. I'm sick of all these fucking visitors, and if I didn't trust the first lot...
2003-09-19 05:05 pm (UTC)
Your human insistence on quantifying time is really quite amusing.
It never ceases to amaze me how you humans are so bound to concepts like where, and when, and how long.
The trouble with you starship captains is that you're so stuffy. No sense of spontaneity, no fun.
Well, except for in bed. At least certain starship captains. You always want everything mapped out for you.