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Sarnakh's Star Trek Drabbles

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The Rubicon hummed along at three quarters impulse, as Julian and Jadzia tried to reorient themselves with the star maps they had laid out on their PADD's.

"Look, all I'm saying is, if you had let me fly we wouldn't be in this mess."

"You're the one who insisted I get some stick time on this trip, Jadzia!"

"And you clearly need it, now out of the pilot's seat, and let me fly."

"Make me."

"You really don't want me to do that."

"Maybe I do."

Neither of them noticed the blinking light on the console that indicated 'starcharts corrupted'.