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OTA - Ro has returned to the Enterprise
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.
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.
Sorry about her and the short thread. Thank you for RPing with me.