#― 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘬 ， to boldly go where no man has gone before. tos ，kelvin *

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                    moa zhao receives her first formal education at the university of montpellier in 1243 ad under the alias philippe navarre.   canon law prohibits women from being admitted to university but she adapts :   she’s tall and very thin,   all the attributes that she was shamed for as a young child aid her in constructing the identity of a devout,  young man.   throughout the next centuries,   she repeats the charade and gains access to several schools and renowned teachers.   her research mostly focuses on biochemistry and molecular medicine,   with the three most frequently cited degrees she holds being in biochemistry,  virology,  and genomics.   at the turn of the millennium,  dear friend and fellow virologist hiroshi hatake introduces her to biochemists and occasional quantum physicists walter bishop and william bell,  resulting in a friendship meant to last decades.   it doesn’t,   but walter bishop makes her the godmother of his two children years before his institutionalisation.

her research frequently stagnates and despite how obvious the topic might be,   she never attempts to find a scientific explanation for her immortality.   she sequences her genome once as soon as sanger sequencing becomes available,   resulting in the discovery of her lineage.   but being able to say with utmost certainty that the man who raped her as a child was indeed her biological father opens a box of truths that benefit no one and only plummet her back into addiction.   by the time the first warp-capable engine is constructed,   she is disillusioned by the third world war and disinclined to support either zefram cochrane himself or the construction of the phoenix.   cochrane’s legacy prospers in the aftermath of the first contact while she makes herself a name among the vulcan scientists negotiating a relationship with the population of earth.  

she migrates to vulcan soon after,   applying for a teaching position at the vulcan science institute where she begins studying the teachings of surak and the vulcan language.   once johnathan archer finds the kir’shara with the help of surak’s katra,   she is one of the institute’s many personnel permitted to aid in the translations.   the way she assimilates into vulcan culture eventually earns her the byname kawarda  ( kahwa’ra-de ;   “ similar mind ” ).   when she joins the uss enterprise under the leadership of christopher pike,   she is both a tactical officer and relief science officer.

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aboard the uss enterprise ――   @ensnchekov​,   pavel chekov.

                    brow crooks upward at the offered drink,   the mug’s surface warm against stubbornly cool palms,   and she raises its brim to the curve of her lips.   there’s a loosening of stiff muscles when the sharp scent of spice crawls into her lungs,   a vague recollection of winter on earth.   gaze lingers on the knot of starfleet officers before lazily trailing back to the ship’s navigator :   in slight seclusion from the happenings,   their voices fade into a rhythmic static,   easily drowned out by the clink of two cups.   one hand remains in the small of her back when she turns her attention back to the festivities.     “ i do not see anyone else drinking a cup of mulled wine. ”     a prosaic remark,   though the corner of a mouth curls ever so slightly.     “ i was not even aware there was a recipe for it in the replicators. ”

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hand in marriage pretty pls .     i suddenly can’t read and am turning ur ooc message into a fake-marriage undercover mission. ♡     christine chapel,   @nursc​.

                    fingertips dwell on the cuff link of gold and sand,   slender silhouette clad in maroon silk and velvet ――   and only when eyes bore into her side,  do her own look up and over her shoulder :   it’s not the compliment that urges the corner of a lip upward,   albeit it does quite well in momentarily suppressing the weight of responsibilities.   fabric pours down chapel’s silhouette like blooming lavender and,  for a moment,   snares her breath in the back of her throat.   lopsided smirk lingers,   barely diminished when she makes the last adjustments to her attire and securely hides the transponder underneath.     “ well ――   you have most certainly upstaged me. ”

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a semi-plotted starter   ――   @insidemyblood​

                  palm sits on the curve of her stomach,   the silence charged with growing anxiety :   she doesn’t even dare to look up until the acid that sits in the back of her throat is tugged away.     “ we are in the future? ”     future,   the emphasis put on that word makes voice grate and crack.   up until this point,   she truly thought that he’d be delusional.   a competent analyst with far too little knowledge about current medical advances despite his claims of being a physician himself,   but when eyes meet his now   ( and worse,   the endless,  star-specked dark that stretches behind thick windows ),   stomach sinks.   she feels small,   has lost her footing.   and however much she’d grown accustomed to mccoy’s raised brow,   she doesn’t find much reassurance in his features now.     “ you weren’t lying about when you were born? ”

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my assistance may not be welcome,  but it is most definitely required.    @owedfavors​,  commander chin-riley.

                    lungs fill with air once,   barring breath from escaping her lips as a sigh,   and she moves from the window back to a chair :   the mess hall is empty,   not surprising at this time of day,   and in the absence of silent listeners allows for a little more honesty ――   and privacy.     “ there’s other helmsmen qualified for the mission,  commander.   and i’m making the call as the chief tactical officer,   not because i harbour any dislike for you.   i don’t.   quite the opposite. ”     hands remain clasped in the small of a back for a moment,   brows twitching into a subtle frown.   then fingers slide the padd placed next to her coffee across the table’s surface.     “ the crew needs you on board.   but you can help me pick someone else to accompany me on the mission if you must. ”