Guest Poster: The Borg Queen
Drat, double drat and even triple drat!
I go and arrange this lecture to give the humans so that I can get some free time with Jean-Luc and what happens? He brings the redhead along! I suspect she's come to take sure I don't entice him. She's a smart cookie, as that's just what I would have tried to do. Still, I'm not finished yet.
"Let the three of us have that drink." I suggest. We go along to the bar, and we all drink to togetherness and all that sort of thing. They don't see me slip a powder into Beverly's drink.
A few moments later, the redhead's skin is greener than that of an Orion Slave Girl.
"Are you feeling all right, Beverly?" I innocently ask, "You don't look so good."
"I'm fine." she answers, then suddenly breaks the galactic speed record in her run to the Ladies restroom.
"Maybe I ought to go and help her..." Jean-Luc says.
"I don't think you can." I tell him, "You can't go in the Ladies. She just has a stomach upset. She'll be back to normal in half an hour."
"How do you know, Queenie?" he asks me suspiciously, "That was a pretty fast diagnosis."
"Err...well." I say hurriedly, "The Borg have assimilated many doctors, so the Hive Mind recognises the symptoms. Now relax, enjoy the drink and my company for a couple of hours. Wouldn't you rather chat with me than those stuffy admirals?"
"Well, I must admit, you're right there." Jean-Luc smiles back.
"I miss the times when you were assimilated as Locutus and you were my lover on my Cube." I sigh, "You were such a fine specimen. Could you not just spend a few hours with me in my quarters here?"
"Err...Queenie." I've got to go now." stutters Jean-Luc, "I ought to send someone to see how Beverly is getting on."
"Stop fighting it, Jean-Luc" I say, as I embrace him, "I'm a woman, you're a man, you know what we both want..."
I kiss him with supreme passion. Though Jean-Luc struggles at first, he fails to break free, and eventually doesn't try. He is enjoying it! We caress and kiss before he manages to pulls free.
"Have you got something on your lips to make me succumb?" he asks, "I felt dizzy and..."
"No, Jean-Luc" I say, smiling, "I didn't need to. You wanted to kiss and embrace me."
Suddenly, there's a noise from the direction of the Ladies. The redhead staggers out, holding her stomach.
"There she is!" yells Beverly, "I analysed my stomach contents with my medical tricorder. You gave me some powder to put me out of the way!"
"Oh, it was only a little amount." I say, "Just so Locutus and I could discuss some personal issues. Well thanks for the kiss, Jean-Luc."
"What kiss???" shouts an angry Bev.
"I used some allure on my lips that made him unable to resist, Bev." I tell her, "It was a good job you came out when you did., as things could have gone too far."
"Yes, well." Beverly says quietly to me, "Stop pursuing him. He's my man."
She turns to Jean-Luc.
"Let's go back to the Enterprise and miss the lecture" the redhead says to him, "I need a lie down there. I'm also going to remind you why we're together. Do you remember the outfit you bought me for Christmas?"
Locutus smiles to himself, "I certainly do."
"Good.". She kisses him passionetly while winking at me. The two beam up.
The redhead has a powerful grip!
5 comments:
Hmm Queenie, the only way your going to get Jean Luc, is to kill the redhead but make it look like either a tragic accident, really needs to look good or well assimilate the whole ship..
Yep, I knew she was going to slip something into Bev's drink - we women all think alike when we're competing for a man!
Great job here. I really enjoyed what you had to say. Keep going because you definitely bring a new voice to this subject. Not many people would say what youve said and still make it interesting.
It looks like women need to keep an eye on their drinks!
Thanks!
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