3/8/08 04:05 pm - buffytheslayr
Title: In the Middle of things
Occasionally she left such work for her chief engineer or Lt Paris, but since the seriousness and accuracy was extremely important, Janeway kept her self locked down in her ready room with no interruptions left with her second in command.
Another gulp of the piping hot java gave Janeway a smile and she entered more data into her lap computer. Just as she was getting to the climax of her relative theory on how to push the slipstream into warp 10, the chime on her door rang and rattled the Captain so her java sloshed messily onto her lap.
“It is I, Seven of Nine. I require your attention” The cold voice rang, void of any life outside the door.
Janeway slugged her coffee, and shrugged, “I am off duty right now and as a former science officer I do have the credentials to work on such a project.”
Seven tried to peer over at the work on the min lap computer but could not get a proper lock onto it. “You will fail.” She said strongly.
“Yes, I just might since I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF IT when you rudely interrupted me. Is that all you had to say to me, that I am screwing up and that you know about it?” Janeway said angrily.
“Correct. But I came to see if I could assist in anyway, I do feel partly to blame for the disasters that seem to follow Borg technology and Starfleet biowares meet and I have been working on some of my own theories. If you would allow me, that is.” She said quietly, attempting to sound polite
Janeway smiled slightly and shrugged her shoulders, “Care for some Brazilian Java? Just have enough for the two of us but it is worth the try. Best damn stuff I have ever had.”
Seven moved closer to the lap top, “Perhaps. It seems I will require all my senses to make meaning of you quaint rhetoric and simple quantum physics. We may need more of your coffee eleixer if I am to train you on some simple Borg Transconduit theories.”
Kathryn Janeway smiled and ordered 2 more coffees. “Whatever floats your shuttle, my dear.”