Her head covered in a shawl, Ensign Maria Socorro entered the confessional. She sat by the window, which slid open, and crossed herself.
"Bless me, Mother, for I have sinned. It has been two years since my last confession."
"Tell me your sins."
Her head covered in a shawl, Ensign Maria Socorro entered the confessional. She sat by the window, which slid open, and crossed herself.
"Bless me, Mother, for I have sinned. It has been two years since my last confession."
"Tell me your sins."
I swear, every attempt by Zionists to paint Israel in a better light only makes them look worse.
I swear, every attempt by Zionists to paint Israel in a better light only makes them look worse.
By the way, many of the people who greenlit the Holocaust were attorneys.
By the way, many of the people who greenlit the Holocaust were attorneys.
"Yes, sir!"
Trip ran back to the comm panel. "Tucker to the bridge! If you can hear me, I got coolant leaks all over the place! We're evacuating!" He took a look at the warp core. "Everybody out!"
"Yes, sir!"
Trip ran back to the comm panel. "Tucker to the bridge! If you can hear me, I got coolant leaks all over the place! We're evacuating!" He took a look at the warp core. "Everybody out!"
Two more explosions rocked engineering. Trip ran to Johann at the master system display. He could see fear taking hold in the man's eyes.
"Shut down antimatter flow! Reinforce the magnetic fields!"
Johann could only nod as he went back to work.
Two more explosions rocked engineering. Trip ran to Johann at the master system display. He could see fear taking hold in the man's eyes.
"Shut down antimatter flow! Reinforce the magnetic fields!"
Johann could only nod as he went back to work.
It doesn't end well for those who are just following orders.
It doesn't end well for those who are just following orders.
Josh leaned over to María. "You have a twin we don't know about?"
"What?"
"The fairy. She looks like you."
"I have one of those faces, I guess."
Josh leaned over to María. "You have a twin we don't know about?"
"What?"
"The fairy. She looks like you."
"I have one of those faces, I guess."
It was Christmas Eve aboard Enterprise. Many of the crew were dressed in festive sweaters or their civvies. At the back of the mess hall, Chef Griffin had prepared a sumptuous feast with turkey, scalloped potatoes, Brussels sprouts, beans, yams, cranberries, and bread rolls.
It was Christmas Eve aboard Enterprise. Many of the crew were dressed in festive sweaters or their civvies. At the back of the mess hall, Chef Griffin had prepared a sumptuous feast with turkey, scalloped potatoes, Brussels sprouts, beans, yams, cranberries, and bread rolls.
One week had passed since the attack on Earth. Life on Enterprise had reestablished a sense of routine, if not normality. Most of the crew were still off-duty, trying to process the enormity of what had happened.
One week had passed since the attack on Earth. Life on Enterprise had reestablished a sense of routine, if not normality. Most of the crew were still off-duty, trying to process the enormity of what had happened.