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yappichick) wrote2011-05-13 04:44 pm
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Meme time!
It's been too long, my friends. Too long.
Give me a character, and I will tell you about a happy moment in their lives.
The fandoms: Alice in Wonderland (Burton), Fringe, Halo, anything Pixar, SGA, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Super Mario Bros., Tangled
And what do you mean that I'm stalling? LOL
Give me a character, and I will tell you about a happy moment in their lives.
The fandoms: Alice in Wonderland (Burton), Fringe, Halo, anything Pixar, SGA, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Super Mario Bros., Tangled
And what do you mean that I'm stalling? LOL
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Jean-Luc appreciated the simple things in life.
Reading a good book. Looking at artifacts from ancient worlds. Listening to classical music. But, nothing beat drinking a good cup of strong Earl Grey tea.
The replicators on the Enterprise did a decent job of duplicating the essence of the tea, but it couldn’t compare to the rich flavors of the real thing.
He was sipping on that tea when the chime sounded in his ready room.
“Come.”
Beverly came walking in with her hands behind her back. “Beverly,” he greeted, surprised. His CMO had just gotten back from a trip to Earth. He didn’t expect to see her until the senior staff meeting later in the day. “How was your meeting?”
“You know how I feel about having to lead those things,” she replied dryly.
He leaned back in his chair and looked at her. “You love it,” he accused.
She flashed a smile. “Guilty as charged.” She took a step towards his desk. “I’m about to head to sickbay, but I wanted to give you this.” She pulled his hands out of behind him and held out a large box of Earl Grey tea.
Picard couldn’t help but to grin at the sight. It was even his favorite brand.
“I know how you feel about the replicated tea,” she said with a mischievous grin.
His eyebrows went down. He didn’t remember mentioning that to her before. Suddenly, he knew how she knew: the PSI wave link they had experienced for a short time.
He took the box from her. “Thank you,” he said sincerely.
“You’re welcome, Jean-Luc.”
“I don’t suppose I could convince you to stay here a little longer to share a properly brewed cup of tea, could I?”
Beverly pretended to consider his suggestion. “I don’t know, I think I could be convinced,” she said with a grin.
Yes, he thought with a answering smile of his own, there was nothing like a good cup of strong Earl Grey tea.