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trans_92009-07-01 01:07 am
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damn all green-skinned teenagers on this ship [closed]
Picard sat at a table in the Sensoriums, the area now keyed to appear like an original Enterprise recreation room. Rubbing his temples to soothe the migraine he felt on the way, the captain idly wondered if all teenagers were like this. As much as he could respect someone having a healthy concern for the security of things like communications networks, the Brainiacs seemed to have little to no semblance of respect for the privacy of others. Now, Picard found himself in the unenviable position of teaching that respect to them.

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Of course he's still more than capable of paying attention to the conversation.
"I agree with my... with Brainiac 5's presumption."
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"Knowing your opponents moves doesn't mean you also have the skill to counter them effectively, not to mention that some of us have the ability to think of several different things at the same time, which can be confusing to anyone attempting to 'listen in', as it were."
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