Seven of Nine just finished her regeneration cycle which was interrupted by the red alert alarm.
"All senior officers to the bridge, all crew members battle stations." Captain Janeway's voice bolted over the intercom. Not one for wasting time Seven of Nine quickly started her way to the turbo lift, this kind of alarm was becoming second nature on Voyager.
"Bridge" Seven Stated upon entering the turbo lift, after two years on Voyager Seven still sounded like a drone of the Borg Collective. But then the lights flickered, and the lift halted . Power fluctuations were happening all over the ship, and Voyager was not only under attack it had also been invaded. " Seven of Nine to the bridge" , Seven tried to raise the bridge on her com-badge. The only real accessory she had , a side from her Borg implants. Just then the lights in the lift sent shock waves through the cabin and sparked her Borg components.
"Ahhhhhhh" Seven Said as she was struck down to her knees , and fell to the ground unconscious. As she laid there out cold , more electro bolts kept hitting her Borg implants . Especially her optic implant that was a direct conduit to her brain.
Still unconscious sevens arms started to twitch , her limps were all twitching. But her left arm had the most Borg implants other than her brain. As the shocks kept washing over her body, Seven's Arm started to feel her body . Slowly she started to regain movement, but remained unconscious. What ever was happening to her , she would not be aware of it .
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Seven's eyes opened widely, she blinked twice. Realizing she was still in the turbo lift, it took her a second to remember where she was, and where she was heading. But then something else started to happen. Seven couldn't move. Odd, she thought in the split second, before her arms stretched upward. Seeing her hands raising to the ceiling of the lift, all of her digits on both hands started to outstretch and grip back. Next her head moved back and forth, before she stood up on her feet, and yawned. What ever was controlling her body was getting used to her body first and foremost.
She could only look at what her body let her look at, and feel whatever it felt. Her hands were guided to her hips and started to feel her body up. As she worked her way to her breasts, Seven was hoping she could flick her com-badge as her hands examined her breast. But her hands found her shapely rear more appealing, she started to massage her butt. As she felt her rear lift and set the force behind her body, she closed her eyes and relished the moment. Seven could tell she was smiling and biting her lips, her body was starting to move more freely to its controlling force. Suddenly Seven could feel her body dance around in the turbo lift, her arms up in the air . She was shaking her hips and moving in a way that Tom Parris would probably like.
"Please state the destination of your intent..." the computer stated . The power had been fully restored to the turbo lift, and this caught Seven's new tenant off guard.
"Oh shoot, Ah thought ah could just soak this up awhile." Seven's voice said with an odd accent. Seven realized she has not encountered a situation like this before. She felt her hand on her hip and another tapping a finger on her lip, suddenly she felt her face go wide. "Ah know, where can ah go to see a mirror and buy some pertty stuff to wear?" Seven's oddly southern voice asked.
" Please specify your request," the computer responded, not familiar with the odd request.
"Ya know a place to buy a dress, or some boots? Ah also want to see these legs of mine all glamed up and out of these here burlap sacks. Ya'll got a place for clothes?" She responded , Seven realized that whatever was now controlling her body might not be from this time . But who or what ever it was has plans to get her body into some familiar clothing . If Seven can't control her body, maybe she could understand her possessor better from the clothing she would wear.
"Your request is valid, a replicator would provide you with any attair you require. Also any crew quarters will have a 8 inch by 12 inch mirror--"
Before the computer could finish its answer, Seven blurted out, " NO!!! AH want a full length mirror with two other mirrors so ah can see my booty. Where can ah see one of em?"
The computer responded with, "The only place to view such a mirror would be the holodeck simulation of the old west."
Seven clapped her hands together in excitement and said " Take me there please, it will be the bee's knees." The turbo lift continued........
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