Sometimes, I like to imagine Admiral Janeway, sitting behind her big desk in her comfy new office, cup of coffee in her hand. She’s just about to take a sip as she reads over the PADD in her hand, which contains the recently de-classified report on the starship Discovery and its spore drive.
If you think Cadet Tilly saying fuck was impressive, I invite you to consider the cursing that would erupt from Janeways office after reading that report and doing a spit take with her coffee.
I did a thingy… I couldn’t get this off my mind. sorry for the mess. I don’t know how to draw comics
