OTA - Ro has returned to the Enterprise

[ro_laren]

Before Sickbay -

Ro was sitting in Ten forward, coloring. Just as she had been a moment ago. She was 12 years old again, thanks to a transporter malfunction during a spacial anomaly that broke up her shuttle craft. The other three had been restored to adulthood already, but Ro had finally taken Guinan's advice, and for just a few brief moments had decided to allow herself to embrace being a kid.

Maybe it wasn't some glorious second childhood, maybe her body had been violated but... Even as a bunch of kids, they had just kicked some serious Ferengi butt. So what could one picture hurt? She never had drawn a picture of her mother when she was younger.

But when she looked up to hand Guinan the blue crayon... she found herself alone. Her brows furrowed. Where... had she gone? Frowning, she stood to look for her. She didn't gain much height from standing. She was tired of being 12. Her phaser rode comfortably on her hip, and she reminded herself that twelve or not, she could, and would, defend this vessel. Already had.

Comments

[partofaplan]

"...You sure? I don't think you could pack half the crew onto a shuttlecraft."

Because now he's just confused.

[ro_laren]

She rolled her eyes at him. "There were four of us," she said in a tone that made it clear that she thought he was a moron. "That was hardly half the crew."

[partofaplan]

"Oh, right... it must've happened to you, too." Quill shakes his head. Fucking Q, making things complicated. "Lemme explain, you ain't where you were a few minutes ago. And it's thanks to Q that you're here."

[ro_laren]

Somehow she didn't feel like Picard would buy "child" as an excuse for kicking him. Riker certainly wouldn't, so she restrained herself. Just.

"I am exactly where I was a few minutes ago. In Ten Forward, waiting for my turn to be brought back to my proper age."

She crossed her arms. It helped to combat the urge to punch him.

[partofaplan]

"Well, that turn was about three weeks ago." Quill remarks, folding his arms. "So, I think you missed your appointment. But, hey. You got a communicator, there. Why don'cha go off and find out that I'm tellin' the truth yourself?"

[ro_laren]

Guinen came in to tell me it was my turn no more than five minutes ago. But you know what, I think I shall go off and confirm that I am correct. I am expected in Transporter Room three."

She gathered her drawings, leaving the crayons behind, and stalked off towards the corridors.

[partofaplan]

You go do that, Ro, he'll just plop himself down at a table, boots propped up in a spare chair, until you come back.

Sorry about her and the short thread. Thank you for RPing with me.

[ro_laren]

Yeah. Except she isn't coming back. Not any time soon.