Aug 08

and yet another post with html in the title

My oath is between Captain Kargan and myself. Your only concern is with how you obey my orders. Or do you prefer the rank of prisoner to that of lieutenant? Why don’t we just give everybody a promotion and call it a night – ‘Commander’? When has justice ever been as simple as a rule book? Maybe if we felt any human loss as keenly as we feel one of those close to us, human history would be far less bloody. This should be interesting. Now we know what they mean by ‘advanced’ tactical training. Your head is not an artifact! And blowing into maximum warp speed, you appeared for an instant to be in two places at once. You’re going to be an interesting companion, Mr. Data. But the probability of making a six is no greater than that of rolling a seven. Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. Now, how the hell do we defeat an enemy that knows us better than we know ourselves? Wait a minute – you’ve been declared dead. You can’t give orders around here. The Enterprise computer system is controlled by three primary main processor cores, cross-linked with a redundant melacortz ramistat, fourteen kiloquad interface modules. Not if I weaken first. The game’s not big enough unless it scares you a little. Maybe we better talk out here; the observation lounge has turned into a swamp. Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise. Sure. You’d be surprised how far a hug goes with Geordi, or Worf. I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data. Travel time to the nearest starbase? Captain, why are we out here chasing comets? We have a saboteur aboard. I can’t. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. I’d like to think that I haven’t changed those things, sir.

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