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Deleted scenes from Nemesis include Wesley saying he's returned to Starfleet and will serve on the Titan, as well as Picard referencing Beverly going back to Starfleet Medical. A conversation over subspace between Picard and Crusher, where she invites him to dinner on Earth after she has left the Enterprise for Starfleet Medical.
Why are we cutting character development. WHY.
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What if I just single handedly brought back the walker texas ranger fandom by adding alex cahill to my blog when I return?
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hey friends - i am still on the sick struggle bus. i feel incredibly guilty for not having replied to things and not done starters. i think for my own sanity, i am going to take a small break from writing here and focus on things on discord instead. i am always open to writing on discord, and would love some of you guys to join me <3 find me there as brandflakeeee
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hey friends - i am still on the sick struggle bus. i feel incredibly guilty for not having replied to things and not done starters. i think for my own sanity, i am going to take a small break from writing here and focus on things on discord instead. i am always open to writing on discord, and would love some of you guys to join me <3 find me there as brandflakeeee
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I'm behind on starters because my illness has come back with a vengeance.
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starter call? lemme know which muse!
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i'm gonna reblog my starter call one more time, and then start on those after rehearsal tomorrow :)
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i start back to work tomorrow. can't wait for my insane kids. i will be here more just because i'll need the brain break.
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And in the meantime up above the harvest dies and people starve. Oceans rise and overflow, it ain't right and it ain't natural.
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conclave from the 2024 film. alter as needed.
do you think that anybody would mind if i took that, as a keepsake?
i know this is hard for you.
you know how rumor spreads.
it seems the responsibility falls upon you.
seal the room.
is this really necessary?
they say eavesdroppers can use lasers to read the vibrations of the glass.
i'm sorry to fuss.
i'd say this is a pretty fair vision of hell.
don't be blasphemous.
that'd be too much to hope for.
let's stay out here and get some fresh air.
have you seen the papers?
you are more worthy than any of us.
i could never live with myself.
sorry, my train was delayed.
we've missed you.
no one is ever well at our age.
apparently pope john the 23rd was too fat to fit into the biggest cassock, so they had to split the seam at the back for him to get in.
you look tired.
this is a duty i thought i'd never have to perform.
i haven't got time to hear your confession.
have you been drinking?
what's troubling you? tell me.
i should have come to you before, but i promised not to say anything.
oh, and you see it as your duty to prevent that, do you?
i don't think we have any choice.
bless us, oh lord, and these, your gifts, which we are about to receive from your bounty.
you look anxious.
the abyss calls out.
why do i feel like a cow being priced by the farmer?
it is tomorrow night that the real work begins.
listen, you don't have to do anything. just leave it to us.
i stand for never returning to the days of families of ten children because mama and papa didn't know any better.
i have no intention of concealing my views or pretending to be anything other than i am.
the men who are dangerous are the ones who do want it.
i'm enjoying all this mystery.
what? that's absurd.
do you want a coffee?
i don't know. i'm just trying to make sense of this.
you're a manager. manage.
let me speak from the heart for a moment.
certainty is the great enemy of unity, and the deadly enemy of tolerance.
our faith is a living thing precisely because it walks hand-in-hand with doubt.
please make sure your handwriting is legible.
it's the kind of thing the press like to get hold of.
my spanish is quite poor.
i love turtles. they're so clever.
may i call you [first name]?
i only mention it to illustrate my point.
i had no idea you were so ambitious.
that's a ridiculous thing to say.
i thought we had your support.
it is a war! and you have to commit to a side.
save your previous doubts for your prayers.
you can't seriously believe that i have the slightest desire.
deny it if you like, but search your heart and then tell me it isn't so.
well, i take it something happened.
there's been an explosion.
it's too late for all that.
please sit, my child. how are you feeling?
i want you to understand that, first of all, you are not in any kind of trouble.
it's important you tell me anything that is in your heart or that is troubling you. can you do that for me? it will go no further than this room.
that sounds ominous.
i am the victim of a disgraceful plot to ruin my reputation.
it was a lapse.
i sensed the presence of the holy spirit this morning, i swear it.
do not use this to ruin me. please, i beg you.
there is no hope.
i know you to be a good man.
will you pray with me?
whatever it was, it can't have been serious.
it's not my job to go hunting for secrets.
let god's will be done.
i feel as if i'm at some american political convention.
it isn't over yet.
shh! we take the point.
we're mortal men. we serve an ideal.
this is sad. i shall pray for you.
i deny that accusation.
it isn't libel, it's the truth!
you should be careful. your own ambition has not gone unnoticed.
this might be seen as a tactic to blacken the name of a rival.
i shall pretend this conversation never took place.
put them back, or burn them.
stay clear of this, leave it to me.
i'm willing to handle the consequences.
oh, don't be naive!
you lack courage.
although i am supposed to be invisible, i was nevertheless given eyes and ears.
judas. traitor.
that firm hand of yours has its admirers.
i've come to ask for your forgiveness.
it's shameful to be this age and still not know yourself.
no one was seriously hurt. some cuts, that's all.
you should be ashamed.
do not touch me!
with respect, what do you know about war?
the thing you're fighting is here, inside each and every one of us.
these last few days we have shown ourselves to be small petty men.
the church is not tradition. the church is not the past. the church is what we do next.
i wonder if i could have a word in private.
it was a very dark time for me.
i am what god made me.
perhaps it is my difference that will make me more useful.
i know what it is to exist between the world's certainties.
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starter call? lemme know which muse!
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you sure you don't want me to go instead? Russell for deanna
deanna goes through the options offered to her, the array of weapons before her on the table. she's not usually one to wield one - she doesn't find a need for it. but when she is walking into a dangerous situation on her own, she's reconsidered. still, deanna only opts for the standard phaser. it's small enough to be hidden on her person without much conflict.
"no. they'll read you straight away. it has to be me, unless you're hiding other telepaths on board." deanna replies carefully, smoothing her hands across her dress. it's a far cry from her uniform, more akin to something she'd wear off duty or in her earlier enterprise days. civilian in every sense of the word, mostly because she needs to project deanna troi of the fifth house of betazed, not deanna troi of starfleet. their new friends on the surface below won't trust her otherwise. a race of telepaths, who are hiding more than they let on - and it's her job to infiltrate and find out. the starfleet reports on them and their secrecy are not easily ignored.
"the party tonight is a perfect guise. i'll have you in my ear the whole time." as if i don't always. she taps her ear for good measure, a near invisible earpiece there so she can stay in contact with the ship and russell without her comm badge. "there are other races from what i can glean from the invitation - frankly you should be glad i even convinced my mother to hand it over."
the invitation to the gala had come to luxwanna and deanna had seized the chance, the coincidence just too much to pass up. several other betazed houses had received similar invitations - a telepaths only party, clearly. she knew of a few of her kind who would be in attendance, but thankfully none that she knew personally who could potentially out her as starfleet. at least, she hoped. "i think she's hoping i'll meet a charming match there." she adds, faint amusement in her tone. "i believe i have everything i need. i admit i'm not fully certain what to expect out of our hosts." @stcrdate
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Star Trek: The Next Generation I A Fistful Of Datas
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