After a brief wardrobe change and visit to the Armoury to grab a phaser rifle for her and a spare for Lieutenant Senang she walked in, repping her intelligence purple combat armour because she had to slay while slaying. Once inside she walked over to Senang and tossed them the rifle. "Think fast Lieutenant!" She said as she chucked it.

Fuckability is generally very much subject to personal taste, I'm afraid. I once dated one of twins. I would not touch the other one with a ten foot pole, even though they were mostly similar, and even looked the same

Event: we are now going to jump into the most action-packed adventure in the world.... Non-Canon: ITS FUCKIN EARLY PRIDE MONTH BITCHES!!! ️‍️‍️‍

maybe the real fluidic space was the friends we made along the way

rocket launcher titz

@Away Team Two entered the cat cafe. It had a quaint cottagecore sort of aesthetic, with lots of cats roaming around, except many of them didn't look... Quite right. It was like they'd been generated from faulty information and it got their anatomy wrong, and the people here didn't know enough about cats to notice. Some of them still looked okay, though. There was a romulan-human hybrid sitting on a wooden chair near a round table with a cat on his lap. "Yes, kitty. Good kitty. The softness of your fur and vibration you produce is soothing to my fragile human psyche, therefore I will rely on you as a crutch to support my failing mental health."

do not kiss the Undine asses

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Undallan Undallen

Hello darkness my old friend

Lama was not going to cry, he wasn't going to cry, his mental abilities were strong. He quickly tried to think of the most cringe and nasty memories he could think of. Unfortunately he was thinking about the Tal Shiar. "Fuck off, fuck off," He said aloud. He did 'feel' the CTO's mental assistance, but it wasn't doing that much. He listened to his teammate's spoken words and tried to get himself together. How the fuck did the Undine know? "They're bitches-- yeah that's right! I did not kill anyone, I did not sell out the Republic, I never wanted to hurt anyone, they...." Lama said aloud and then mumbled a few incoherent words under his breath, clearly struggling with his thoughts. "Fuck the Tal Shiar, I'm not with them anymore and I'll never go back!" Lama spoke telepathically this time with both hands shaking. He didn't even catch Vara's comment, he was doing to close off his mind completely now... Hopefully. "Okay this is like... A trick. Damn Tevis you got words!! Me too, I have the power of GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!"

Fern reading everyone’s bios to roast them

Did you hear that version 4.20.69 is coming out soon?

Team 1 Day 1: Haha let’s go get snacks and climb on trees. Team 1 Day 2: Allan’s fake, and we’re all being tortured.

Lama glanced at Tevis who was now not only short, but short and passed out. He continued singing his rendition of WAP in his mind as he moved towards Tevis and grabbed his dermal regenerator to try and at least clean up the wounds. "Dying is cringe, don't die," Lama mumbled between his verses.

The Station: vibing The Eventide: chilling The Away Teams: FRANTIC SCREAMING

tevis said: time for a d&d style short rest

Poly relationship

Irn Goo

Everything started going numb the second his words registered. There was a ringing in her ears blocking out the idle chatter of the background, her heart racing in her chest as her eyes darted from Lama's trembling hands up to his face. Something nasty curled in the back of her mind, a little voice hissing about how Starfleet shouldn't be allowed to have ex-Shiar among their ranks, that the fact that one was here proved her reservations about the transfer were justified. All of it covered by the deafening silence of the supernova, her vision blurred by the news headline her eyes ran over a dozen times. Vovvi.. didn't know what to do. She blinked furiously, blinked back her disgraceful thoughts and the hot tears in the corners of her eyes. This wasn't about her right now. She didn't know Lama's story. She pulled him into her arms. "Easy, Lieutenant," she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut and resting her cheek against the side of his head. "I don't have the words you want to hear right now. I can't promise you forgiveness on behalf of everyone. It's not my right to give you that... It would be wrong of me. Repentance doesn't mean everyone forgiving you-- it means doing good for the sake of doing good, for being better. That's all you can do. Be selfless. Be kind. Be strong." She squeezed a little tighter. "Hold on. We're almost home."

Eshen's approach felt like a gentle summer breeze against his skin, and suddenly, Saren could breathe easy. Green met gold, as his pale, gloveless hand travelled from the man's shoulder to the elbow to the wrist, fingers curling around the half-Vulcan's palm and just... holding it for a good moment, bringing him closer to himself and Allan, soaking in the warmth, feeling life pulse under Eshen's skin, and letting the fact that everyone came back, and that people he cared for the most were in his reach, calm the violent thing that was squeezing his heart in it's sharp, sharp teeth. He then looked down at the hand he was holding, noting the bruises blooming on Eshen's knuckles. Signs of a fight. "Teelis'dhai..." the Romulan murmured, voice gentle with emotion... before bringing the hand closer to himself and pressing his mouth against the bruises, leaving a trail of slow, gentle kisses on each and every one of them, as if they could heal. Perhaps, in some part, they did.

Did my arm just get referred to as 'arm meat'

t'FUCK

t’shit has shit t’fan

"Man, invite me to Undine sushi next time, "Lama joked right back. He nodded and tightened his grip on his phaser. "I'm--" He began to think before a loud noise of an Undine rang in his ears. Lama looked around for the source of the voice and aimed his phaser towards the creature climbing up the fucking wall like a Zelda boss and fired! "NOOOO YOU BITCHASS CRINGE DEMON!! OUT OUT OUT!"

Lama's aim was not very good, but you know what did always hit? His smack talk. Lama continued to run his mouth, thinking of all the insults he could muster in as many languages as he knew as he fired. "FUCKING KENA SAI, PUTANGINA MO, DICK HEAD, HAKEEV WOULDN'T EVEN FUCK UR MUM, YOU'RE DOUBLE CANCELLED, MILLION CANCELLED, NO ONE LIKES YOU, YOU HAVE NO FRIENDS AND NO RIZZ!" He shouted off along with his shots.

"OH AND YOU WOULD LOOK FUGLY IN SHOORTSS!!!" Lama overcharged his phaser and started blasting away.

"WHAT HE SAID! PLUS I THINK COURDORYS WOULD BE TERRIBLE WITH YOUR COMPLEXION!" He yelled, before yeeting his overcharged phaser at the big fucker, and scurrying to find another.

Tevis hurled a large chunk of what used to be some sort of technology at the Undine, before flipping it the double bird. "I HOPE YOU FUCK UP YOUR TAXES AND GET AUDITED!"

Lisa was no good at insults, but she could try. “YOU WOULD LOOK AWFUL IN A SKIRT TOO!” She yelled before also going to look for another phaser to continue trying to vaporize the thing.