Star Trek - Enterprise
Before Janeway...and Picard...before Spock...and Kirk...the Star Trek saga began.
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a link was added: Trip and T'Pol fanpop | 6 days ago by unlivedlife |
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A fanpop dedicated to the relation of Trip and T'Pol!
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Telaka, who wrote Goodnight Enterprise an incredible read, references a fight between Archer and Trip. This is it! -------------------------------------------------- One week had passed since the declaration of his self-imposed punishment, and Archer spent a lot that time reading. He’d been able to catch up on a few books he’d brought with him – including a couple of classics. He’d also had a lot of time to think – really piece everything together. Everything equaled: the fight, his guilt, his anger and his feelings of emptiness now. The... |
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Telaka, who wrote Goodnight Enterprise an incredible read, references a fight between Archer and Trip. This is it! ----------------------------------------------- Her cabin was lit like a cathedral – yellow light flickered onto the darkened walls and ceiling, semi-illuminating the room. Less than romantic, it set the room afire with solemnity and occasion. The odor of the room was chamomile and burned wax, smells Trip equated with meditation or neuropressure. The woman in front of him was perfection: the purple catsuit she wore clung to her figure hugging every... |
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Telaka, who wrote Goodnight Enterprise an incredible read, references a fight between Archer and Trip. This is it! -------------------------------------------------- Archer lay on his bed. His hot, sweaty body stuck to the sheets and Porthos didn’t assume his customary position on his stomach or curled into his side. Instead the dog settled in his bed, afraid to move closer to his master. That wasn’t the only reason Archer wasn’t able to sleep. Staring at the ceiling in the dark of the room, the events of the day plagued his mind. |
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