[ after being informed by a horned, green-skinned humanoid she was unable to properly identify that lingering near the back of the room was unacceptable, insisting that she partake in at least one of the establishment's festivities, seven's singing. she doesn't know the song, having selected the first one on the list out of sheer indifference towards music, but she sings it flawlessly — literally. pitch, tone, everything is crystal clear, each and every note hit perfectly. former borg drones may be cheaters in the singing department, but they lack the emotion that usually goes with it. if seven were capable of putting that sort of umph into the song, it would likely have the power to bring the room to tears.
but all it does is give said unidentifiable green humanoid a dose of horrific borg imagery. you're welcome, lorne.
when the song's over, seven steps off the stage in midst of the applause, quietly resuming her position near the wall at the back of the room.
seven of nine | ota.
but all it does is give said unidentifiable green humanoid a dose of horrific borg imagery. you're welcome, lorne.
when the song's over, seven steps off the stage in midst of the applause, quietly resuming her position near the wall at the back of the room.
social situations make her uncomfortable. ]