𝑲𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑹𝒀𝑵 𝑱𝑨𝑵𝑬𝑾𝑨𝒀.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛Commander, set a course. There's coffee in that nebula.❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀>⠀JANEWAY, Kathryn. Captain of the U.S.S. Voyager. Former Science Officer. Future Vice-Admiral. Star Trek Universe. Retweets are appreciated. Penned by #Aтαloѕ.

Please. She's not afraid of the Borg. The Borg are afraid of her.

She's often thought the Captain's chair was missing something. Turns out, that something is a coffee cup holder.

Listen. The uniforms aren't that bad.

She's inclined to say yes, but she also remembers that one time she talked to herself, and — perhaps not such a good thing.

The best kind. But she's not sharing the coffee.

"I see." Her response was curt; perhaps too much so. It seemed as if she realized as much, because after heaving a long sigh, she spoke in a decidedly gentler tone, "You seem awfully upset about nothing."

If she does, she wasn't aware of it.

"I'll let that slide, but only because it seems like it's not actually me you're angry at. Seven, what on earth is going on?"

When she decides she wants to talk about it, there's fresh coffee waiting on her desk.

She has never been more disappointed.

Okay, but consider this: Do not do that.

That's just rude. Well, it'll just have to be replicator coffee again, then.

Good evening. She heard the word 'coffee'.

She can relate to that. She's not convinced it helps with the headaches, though.

"You should know it'd be highly inappropriate to share that. Besides, gossip has a horrible habit of spreading on a starship. I'm sure you'll find out."

"No, thankfully. Although, I think I'd prefer that. Just — arguments."

In which case, she hopes he doesn't mind being called it again. She's somewhat dependent on caffeine.