![]() ![]() "But the Enterprise's prestige has been damaged, its crew's reputation tarnished. "They want to be on the best starship in the fleet." Troi began, her voice soft and understanding. Crain from engineering, Nybakken from environmental sciences, and Kawasaki from the technology group - all solid career officers, and certainly not the type Riker ever expected to see request a transfer off the Enterprise. He already knew what it said, but still, to see three more requests for transfer rankled. With a shake of his head, he looked at the padd she had pushed his way. But at the moment neither one of them felt particularly playful about anything. She had playfully refused to kiss him since then, and had held out a surprisingly long time. However, after the last few months, he felt the need to change something, and growing the beard back was the easiest solution. A few short years ago, he agreed to shave it as he and Troi renewed their romance. Riker's hand rubbed his chin, stroking the freshly grown beard that had been the subject of much debate between them. ![]() ![]() Her deep brown eyes normally showed great empathy for the plight of others, but now they just looked tired. ![]() Across the table sat Deanna Troi, the ship's counselor. William Riker, first officer of the Starship Enterprise, bolted out of his seat, his eyes wide. ![]()
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