Michael Burnham

⸻ 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊. ⸻

✦ Descriptive/Literate
✦ Multiverse
✦ OC friendly
✦ Mature themes
✦ 18+

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She’s not going to disagree with that.

Orange.

There’s a soft smile on her lips as she looks towards Georgiou.

“You did always know the right words to help ease me.”

Infrequently but yes.

“I do forget that sometimes. Though I am rather grateful for it.”

There’s a faint sigh that leaves her.
“It’s everything, as always. Complications arise, it gets dealt with, and two more appear.”

Do not joke.

There was a faint pause before she’d finally let go of Philippa.
“Is my face telling you that I’m stressed, again?”

It seems her emotions were always written on her face now.

Excuse her, dies!?

A faint squeeze to the others arms and she’d smile, giving a nod of her head.

“And I’m sure they miss you too. Shall we?”

Her smile doesn’t falter as hands reach out to rest against Georgiou’s arms.
“Shore leave went a little awry. Nothing too serious.”

The smile on her lips is just a little bigger when the hug is ended.
“Truly? I do not know. I haven’t seen them in some time but I’m looking.”

There’s a hint of a pause before she embraces the other, the hug being a little tighter than they used to be.
“The feelings mutual. It’s so good to see you.”

Hint of a smile.

“It’s been a while since we last saw each other.”

“Mother.”

Long, slow, stretching.

“Where’s her crew?”

a woman in a military uniform says let 's fly ALT: a woman in a military uniform says let 's fly

The real world doesn’t always adhere to logic.
Sometimes down is up.
Sometimes up is down.
Sometimes when you’re lost, you’re found.

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