B'Lanna fumed as she caught another of HER engineers being distracted by that borg bitch, as she invited herself into engineering once again. Truly B'lanna hated Seven and her ability to draw the eye of every male on Voyager, and after all these years even a few of the women too.
She decided that something needed to be done. When her shift finished she went to the holodeck to work off her stress with a combat simulation. Initially she fought with a bat'leth against a horde of zombie Romulans, overrunning the ship. She smirked at her first reaction when Tom suggested zombies and explained there place in human culture.
After she wiped out the third wave, saving the remaining crew. She added a new wrinkle, changing every general crewmember into a clone of Seven. The officers she left alone. The change was exhilirating as she slew one after another, it felt almost as if she were getting stronger with each kill. This time around she headed to medical perhaps in this story the doctor could have worked up a cure.
The gore slid off her blade as she shook it, another zombie Seven came towards her as the lift opened leaving her little room to swing the blade. But she still managed to pin it to the wall. Drawing a dagger she slit it's throat before drawing out the bat'leth.
B'lanna fought her way to medical, and with a soft hiss the door opened. The doctor had her Tom restrained in a force field. Obviously he had been bitten by one of the patients. The doctor turned, and B'lanna burst out laughing, the simulation had decided that the doctor wasn't an officer. The cold emotionless tone revealed that the doctor truly suited the pulchritudinous form of Seven. The idea of an improved bedside manner still made her give one of her sweet but very rare laughs.
While still laughing a zombie Seven had snuck up behind her and the holo-novel faded as she sank her teeth into B'lanna exposed neck.
The bare holodeck surrounded the panting half-klingon, as she of how to pitch her idea to the doctor. Perhaps even have him/her take on a role as a nurse so that she can be less intimidating to her scared patients.
B'lanna knew she had all the skills necessary to carry out her plan, and she imagined all kinds of revealing and unprofessional outfits for the doctor to wear in her new role. She barely gave a thought to how such thoughts turned her on herself.
With a smile and a skip in her step she left the holodeck.
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