Interludes

Declaration of War
Response to Declaration of War
Blog Wars I
Blog Wars II
Blog Wars III
Blog Wars IV
Blog Wars V
Blog Wars VI
Declaration of Neutrality
The War in Liz's Blogback and Jemima's Dare to Conscript Her
The Son of Blog War!
Eviction from Switzerland
The Attack of William James
Armabloggen




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Janeway relaxed in her Ready Room. How long had it been since she had had a moment to herself? She sipped her coffee, savoring the deep brew. Finally, Seven was out of the way. That woman had been a thorn in her side since coming aboard Voyager four years ago. Always questioning authority and occasionally, acting like the daughter Janeway hoped she'd never have in the future.

Janeway's lips turned up slightly as she remembered Chakotay's look of despair when she had told him that Seven would be accompanying him to the negotiations on Deep Space Nine. And she knew, for sure, this was one blond Chakotay would not have a weakness for.

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Colonel Kira added the privacy lock for an added dimension of security. These blog wars, she realized, were a serious matter, now that a third party had been introduced. Colonel Kira shook her head. She had fought the Cardassians, the Dominion, and had seen things she could not quite explain - yet, here she was completely preplexed by the ongoing situation. Fluidly, Kira slipped into her chair, relaxing just for a moment to ease the tension in her limbs. She would certainly need this time to recuperate before heading out to once again mediate the negotiations.

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Picard rolled over in his bed. He was feeling uncommonly relaxed and warm. He lifted his head slightly to watch as Deanna Troi ran a silver-backed brush through her thick, dark curls. He thought about speaking but decided instead to remain quiet. Silence, he found, was often underrated, introspection especially so. And since Riker and Crusher had left for Deep Space Nine, Picard felt for the first time in years that he had some modicum of peace for a few days. No Riker striking a pose and making dramatic statements and no Crusher blabbering on about some colony where ninety percent of the population was stricken with a surely fatal disease. Picard smiled as he watched Deanna lift her hair off her neck; he admired the length of her neck. Yes, he was certainly enjoying himself.

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Archer studied the PADD carefully. Somehow, T'Pol had managed to achieve the impossible and send a message through time and space. Her letter was curt, precise, to the point. He wondered how long she had laboured over this letter. How succinctly she had put the state of the Blog Wars and her anticipation of how they should be resolved. Good work, Archer thought, and he had to admit that he was glad T'Pol had gone with Tucker. Her sullen expression and questioning of all his decisions had started to get on his nerves. Perhaps, Archer thought hopefully, T'Pol would endear herself to those on DS9 and choose to stay there. At this thought, Archer smileld.

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Kirk surveyed his assembled crew. He still had not made a decision whom to send to represent his interests - what interests? - in the Blog Wars. He knew this was a crucial choice and Spock was the obvious choice. But who to go with Spock? Kirk gazed at the assembled before his gaze settled on Uhura. Uhura had certainly been doing her job quite well as of late and she deserved a chance to expand her horizons. But Scotty and Sulu both looked so interested and Bones had specifically asked for assignment to this particular mission. The chance to travel into the future appealed to everyone, a true chance to go where no man had gone before. Kirk shook his head. This, he realized, would be one of the hardest decisions he would make.