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~ a drabble ~ (PG) "I knew Voyager like the back of my hand before I ever set foot on her. I studied schematics for months! " Kathryn said as she looked around the small room Chakotay had lead her into. "And I never knew this room existed. What is it?" "Some kind of storage locker or closet." he answered closing the door behind them, plunging them into almost total darkness. Taking her into his arms, he leaned close. "But I have a new designation for this room." "Do you?" "It's now the lip locker. Get it?" "Maybe you should explain."
"I'd be happy to."
-- Camryn, April 2005  Flip back to the Poems & Prose Index page! |