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Redirecting Energy
It's been a few days since she was twelve. And Lucy thinks this place is boring.
The reports have been made and filed. Most of the reunions she sought out have happen. The most memorable one was pure chaos. Maybe she should have expected that?
No, you really don't expect to be twelve twice. Especially not while in the quarters of you best friend. Who got displaced between his bridge shift ending and entering his quarters. Who now has a daughter. Who collapsed in your arms earlier in the day.
Strength enough to bend par-steel, but likely held back by the Laws of Robotics, and she felt helpless.
Yar has always had a duty to the helpless. Even more than that, she's a sweet kid.
The buzzer to Lal's quarters chimes.
The reports have been made and filed. Most of the reunions she sought out have happen. The most memorable one was pure chaos. Maybe she should have expected that?
No, you really don't expect to be twelve twice. Especially not while in the quarters of you best friend. Who got displaced between his bridge shift ending and entering his quarters. Who now has a daughter. Who collapsed in your arms earlier in the day.
Strength enough to bend par-steel, but likely held back by the Laws of Robotics, and she felt helpless.
Yar has always had a duty to the helpless. Even more than that, she's a sweet kid.
The buzzer to Lal's quarters chimes.
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"How is your head feeling?"
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who knows what the future holds for her if she's talking to a ghost of the ancient past right now?
There's a grimace in response to Lal's question. "Bad. Better." she waves it off. "I'll be fine, I think. I'll let Dr. Crusher know."
Lal may or may not notice she didn't say, "go to Sickbay."
"Can I ask how long you have been activated for? I mean both times."
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"This time, nearly three years, including the time I've been here."
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About the amount of time she was before her death.
"Anything interesting about being stuck in the past?"
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"I have also met..." She pauses, color rushing to her cheeks. Damn her father's change in ability. Of all the human traits, why couldn't he have left blushing out? "Several interesting people."
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"Don't worry, Lal," she says, with a smile pulled so wide she can feel her cheeks ache. "I already knew you were likely capable of something like that."
And there's just a hint of her own blush there before she adds. "Keep talking."
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Ugh, she's sounding weird, isn't she? She shrugs, attempting to appear completely casual about it. "He is spontaneous, and fun."
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"But..Star-Lord?" She rolls her eyes. "Sounds like he has some growing up to do!" The smile is still there though.
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"But not everyone tells the truth, or even the whole truth." She exhales slowly and the fringe of her bangs sways back and forth. "And some people, on some things, don't even know how."
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"Alex the insane magic guy?!"
Lal. About your taste in men...
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"There's...a lot of people on board to keep track of. Sorry."
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That's when she starts questioning her own. Why am I this protective of her anyway? She's gnawing on her lip. Distantly, she wonders if Jean-Luc gets this way about Wesley.
Finally, she settles on a reason - dead, simple one. Lal - at this stage of her life - just...simply needs protecting. No other motives involved.
As that realization settles, a small smile plays across her lips.
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"I will be sure to introduce you. Have you met anyone new yet?"