Cardboard Villains
A small shimmer appeared a foot in front of her and then vanished. She leaned forward, looking to see what had appeared.
A commbadge. A rank bar. A PADD.
Glancing at her first officer, she leaned forward and picked each up, turning them over in her hand. The commbadge had a small scratch on the surface. The rank bar signified that its owner held the rank of Lieutenant, J.G. And the PADD . . . .
She flicked it on.
She read the words.
No . . . not this. Not this.
Tom Paris dead. B'Elanna Torres resigning her commission.
Her narrow mind. Her fantasy.
Her fault.
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