Quickie #6



Seven strode into sickbay. Her countenance was stern and her hands were clenched. The doctor looked up from his workstation. He gasped slightly, then thanked the little Ones and Zeros that he was a hologram. Mustering some coarse yet false bravado, he asked,

"Seven is there something you would like to get off of your chest?"

Seven looked shocked, her previous thoughts momentarily derailed. She looked down at her chest then looked at the doctor aghast, "You meant they are removable? I thought one had to carry around with them wherever one went!"