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Talk about someone you love... [24 Jun 2006|04:09pm]
who do i love?

I love my husband Tom, he may not be perfect, and we may have our difficulties, but through all he is standing strong by my side, he loves me, cares for me and makes me laugh like no other.

I love my daughter Miral, always willing to learn, and longing to love, she wears her heart on her sleeve and her curiosity is adorable. she's smart, and funny and will go far, i'm so proud of her!

I love Ben, my son, such a cheeky little face, but cannot get enough hugs and cuddles, love and kisses. Very intelligent for such a little baby, but he's going to be a doctor - i can just tell it! he's so caring and loving!

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[05 Mar 2006|06:25pm]
I have a few topics to catch up on, with a new baby i've been run ragged and havent had much time for myself...

Change, Might and Right, Admiration

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Time... [16 Feb 2006|11:25am]
What is this you speak of?


Well with three two children to look after, and a husband who has an unnerving knack of behaving like a child, trying to help out in work every now and then, and trying to remain in contact with old voyager friends, its a tough job to do.

I have assignments to grade (I go back to work part time in a month or so but I told them i'd help out with marking!), diapers to change, food to prepare, and I have to have eyes and ears EVERYWHERE with Miral getting to that age where she thinks she's too big a girl to ask for help!

*head desk*

Its hard to keep up with everything, thats why I was late with the topic this week...I should maybe ask Miral to help out on here *thinks* i'll see how she's behaving up on Jupiter station first!

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Trust... [16 Feb 2006|11:21am]
Well, when I first joined the Voyager crew (oh about a million years ago! lol, j/k) I didn't trust one of those uppity Starfleet Targs, however, as I got to know them, and become friends with them, I slowly - and unknown to me, started to trust them.

Little things I did made me aware that I was trusting them, it scared me, because I wasnt used to trusting anyone in my life, I relied on me, just me, noone else!

Now that I'm married, I have no choice but to trust, Tom trusts me, and I trust him. Implicitly.

He's the one person in the world I trust more than myself...

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mu_torres [08 Feb 2006|07:11pm]
So, I thought i'd introduce myself, My name is B'elanna Torres 1/2 human 1/2 Klingon.

My mother died during child birth, and my human father was left to raise me by himself. We lived in a small village on the outskirts of a colony on Denarus VI. My father was a teacher, teaching the colonists about our home planet, Earth and anything else they'd listen to. Since I had never been there, I too learned about my heritage.

By the time I was 4, I realised that I was an outcast, the human children feared me, they had never seen an "alien" before, and they made fun of my ridges. I began to realise my superiority over them, I was stronger and faster than they were, they disliked me. I disliked them, I found them weak, submissive, they were too emotional, and acted silly.

I ran away when i was 14, I stowed away on a cargo ship delivering supplies and headed for Kronos, the Klingon homeworld. I learned the politics of the quadrant, studied my Klingon heritage - that I was denied for so long in my youth, I learned the art of the Bat'leth, the art of being a Warrior. I disowned all of my human heritage and embraced my Klingon brothers and sisters.

As the Empire began to expand, I made strategic friendships, met a high ranking official who took a liking to me. He proposed marriage, and I accepted. He was assassinated, by a rival house, wanting to take his status, but I was elevated to the leader of the house when I married his killer!

After a few years of working low grade jobs in the government, I was promoted, I became the chancellor's right hand - even though I was a woman. My reward for my counsel and advice was a planet - when we conquered Earth, I was promoted to Intendant.

and here I am...

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Where the hell is my p'tok of a husband?! [04 Feb 2006|03:51pm]
Things with the baby are hectic! With Tom off again on one of his assignments, Chakotay and Kathy away on some romantic get away, Harry is on an away mission, and I havent heard from Seven in god only knows how long, things are tough to say the least!

And you guys on here arent any better! I mean, Bev, Dax, Sisko - you've all gone awol! Noone comments anymore!

Ben hasnt been sleeping, I think he is coming down with something, and Miral, in her naieve childhood kinda way thinks she's helping when she puts his diaper on backwards, or covers him from head to foot in powder - or runs a bath that is over flowing.

ordinarily I would laugh and think it cute, but managing two children alone - isnt easy, and Tom told me he'd update *sigh*

The joys of being both a Klingon and a mother!

some days I wish we were still stranded in the Delta Quadrant!

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[21 Jan 2006|11:58pm]
Well this entry will be short, I can't - well it's not so much that I cant, well ok it is, I suck. Tom is the cook in the family!

Although I have to admit, Miral seems to be following in her fathers footsteps - funny story actually, I came home from work the other day and Miral had an apron and a chefs hat on, the kitchen was a mess (Tom was asleep in the living room) and I said to her,

"Miral sweetie, what are you doing?"

to which she replied matter of factly, "Um I'm baking a cake for Ben," in her "what does it look like im doing?" voice

so i said, "But he's too young to eat cake honey,"

and she said, "I know that silly, but uncle Chakotay said he wanted some cake and he said to bake one for Ben!"

Kathryn i'm gonna kill your husband!

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~Mistake? [14 Jan 2006|03:05pm]
I think the most notable occurance, which, at first was described as a huge mistake, but now i'm not so sure about. Was when the captain destroyed the caretakers array, at first the hole crew was shocked, and maddened, and confused. But after the initial reaction wore off, I think the most obvious emotion was sadness, I think we all felt ashamed for our behaviour, we wanted to put our safety above that of an entire race of beings. A race, which we later realised, was a very kind hearted people.

If It wasn’t for that act by Captain Janeway we never would have become the family we became, and have the experiences that we have had. In retrospect, personally I am ashamed; I behaved unreasonably, and gave the Captain more hassle than I’m sure it was worth.

But that was the best worst mistake that anyone has ever made!

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[04 Jan 2006|12:32pm]
Well, we expect the fall to be a busy one too, with Tom changing jobs, planning on moving house, and with the baby due its going to be one wild ride!

Tom has been amazing lately, he has been so helpful and patient with me, its only early in the pregnancy but being klingon it is never too early to start getting hostile!

Miral has been such a Gem too, she wants to help decorate the babies nursery and pick out toys, im so proud of my little girl!

I'm really thankful to be having this baby, the doctor was shocked when he scanned me, at my age, and with the klingon/human difficulties it was a near certain impossibility, but we beat the odds, and we will love our baby so very much!

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Summer Time... [04 Jan 2006|12:27pm]
This summer, we plan to go camping with a few of our old Crew mates, Harry is coming, so is Kathryn, Chakotay, Seven, and we are still waiting for definate answers from some of the others.

We plan on going to France, to see the Vineyards, to bask in the sun light, drink wine, and to get away from everything Star Fleet or work related.

Miral will come with us of course, she's so excited about going to France, she's always complaining that she has never seen outside of her front door!

At the moment, she's still plaguing me about going to Kathryn and Chakotays for her spirit quest!

I'm going to have a nice bath and relax before i have to lecture, I swear, they get dumber and bolder, ever year!

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opposites [23 Dec 2005|03:55pm]
You want to talk about opposites?

He’s a human, I’m a Klingon. Enough said.
Humans eat pizza, Klingons eat worms - although in saying that i'm quite partial to pizza and I hate most/all Klingon foods.

Humans watch sports, Klingons make sports, even though i'm not much of a warrior, I have started to learn the olden Klingon ways of the warrior, and, I’m getting quite skilled at the wielding a bat’leth.

Humans are generally tidy, Klingons could go years - ok that’s an exaggeration but they’re generally dirtier and messier. Although my personal hygiene is totally above board - my daughter and husband can tell you that much, I am somewhat messy by nature and have a tendency to throw things right at my feet and leave them there! It drives Tom crazy, he’s messy himself, but not nearly as bad as me!

In an argument, Tom would tend to shy away from confrontation, me? Well being a Klingon and having this damn hot blood in my veins I go looking for a fight!

Needless to say, Tom and I are like, *thinks for the correct human expression * chalk and cheese, but as people say, opposites attract! And we definitely attract - if you know what I mean!

I think now would be a good time to announce, that Tom and I have managed to conceive another baby, its early days yet, but the Doctor thinks it’s a little boy! I’ll keep you all posted.

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Avoidance.. [23 Dec 2005|03:52pm]
For a long time, I tried to avoid being a Klingon. As silly as it sounds, its true. The ridges on my forehead, the taunting by other kids, the incessant insistence by my mother with all things Klingon, it all got too much.

I tried to cover my head, and when the other kids teased me, I hit back with the best thing I knew, force, I lashed out, hit them, and lost any friends I had. So I remained alone.

For years I struggled with my Klingon heritage, trying to shrug of the responsibilities of what it is to be a Klingon. But, when the Vidiians captured me, and split my DNA into my human side and my Klingon side, I realised that I need my Klingon half, just as much as she needs me. We compliment each other, we each have different skills and weaknesses, and I don’t feel the need to hide her from the rest of the galaxy any more.

Although hard to control, and manage, I have come to understand her a little more, and above all trust her. And most importantly I have stopped trying to avoid being a Klingon and instead, embrace it.

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[08 Dec 2005|08:18pm]
As a Klingon, my pain threshold is a little higher than that of a human, in saying that however, last week, Tom invited Harry and the others, over to our house for dinner, and they decided, to be somewhat manly and cook a barbecue, playing with skewers and other sharp objects.

Somewhere between the chicken kebabs, the burgers and hotdogs, one of those stupid skewers managed to stab me in the hand, courtesy of Tom and Harry’s stupid practical jokes, luckily however the Doctor was at hand to fix me right up, but it hurt, a lot, pain seared through my arm, apparently it tore a nerve in my hand!

Well needless to say, Tom is in the doghouse, and Harry has been barred from cooking in my back yard, especially when he sprayed me with a faulty faucet that he had been warned about when he arrived!

It was a bad, bad day, following the hand injury and facial spray from the faucet, Miral fell and twisted her ankle, Harry burnt the chicken and then it rained! Next time, its going to be at Kathryn and Chakotay’s and not at my house!

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[08 Dec 2005|08:15pm]
You’re asking me about challenges? Ok so we get thrown into the Delta Quadrant, alone, with no back up, forced to defend ourselves daily against scavengers, hostile aliens, food shortages, and a battle to get back to the right quadrant!

Not to mention, facing the possibility of losing my husband and friends every day, to away missions, mechanical failures, sabotage, weapons fire, or getting stranded in anomalies!

Then I face the challenge of facing my inner demons, letting myself love, of getting married to him, and of trying to have a baby, (and from the way the doctor put it, the chances of human/Klingon conception were stacked against us so high that a Kazon war vessel couldn’t pummel it down).

After Miral was born I thought the challenges would be easier, boy was I wrong! I was very, very wrong, but going from being a soldier, from being able to kill a person - well not as many ways as Tuvok, but I was a fighter, to a clueless mother. I didn’t know what a diaper was, let alone how to change one, bottles, pacifiers, feeding, it was like trying to learn to speak Romulan! Teething, sleeping, - or lack there of as the case was, sickness, tantrums, parental disagreements, on top of the challenge of re-integrating into being back home.

In saying that, it hasn’t been all bad, first step, first word, learning how to tie shoelaces, tell the time and writing names. It’s been a roller coaster ride, some good, some bad, but all challenging!

I think my next challenge will be talking Miral into staying with her grandpa again, I think falling off that horse scared her a little - Owen told me that she went out horse riding and fell over a fence, she wont talk about it, any ideas anyone?

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hearts desire... [24 Nov 2005|04:17pm]
I have my hearts desire! I have my husband - ok, so he’s immature and sometimes a silly husband, who plays Captain Proton in the holodeck, who fiddles with ancient artefacts like cars and television sets, who STILL fools around with Harry Kim and plays practical jokes like he’s a big kid, but I love him with all my heart!

I think he’s the only one that really understands me, both my Klingon half and my Human half - and trust me that takes some serious understanding. In all honesty I don’t know how he puts up with me!

I have my beautiful daughter Miral, who’s turning into an amazing little girl, and i'm so proud of her!

I’ve been promoted to a lecturing job at Starfleet Academy, which, at first I was so nervous about taking, but after my first few classes filled with eager cadets I’m really enjoying it, it’s a lot different than commanding the engine room of a Star Ship and I have to say I really miss it, I miss seeing my friends from day to day, and when I have a problem it was a lot easier on Voyager to get advice and support than it is now!

In saying that, its great to meet up with the gang, to catch up, reunions are always fun!

We’re building a new house and Tom wants a puppy as a house gift, he’s talking about taking me to Florence for our anniversary, just the two of us, Admiral Paris has offered to take Miral for the week which is great, it should be fun getting away for a while, just Tom and I, its been so long since we’ve had alone time!

Anyway I have class in a half an hour, so I have to rush off

~ Lanna ~

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[22 Nov 2005|12:00am]
001.Beginnings 002.Middles 003.Ends 004.First 005.Last
006.Hours 007.Days 008.Weeks 009.Months 010.Years
011.Red 012.Grey 013.White 014.Black 015.Blue
016.Purple 017.Brown 018.Green 019.Pink 020.Colourless
021.Friends 022.Enemies 023.Lovers 024.Family 025.Strangers
026.Teammates 027.Parents 028.Children 029.Birth 030.Death
031.Sunrise 032.Sunset 033.Too Much 034.Not Enough 035.Sixth Sense
036.Smell 037.Sound 038.Touch 039.Taste 040.Sight
041.Shapes 042.Triangle 043.Square 044.Circle 045.Moon
046.King 047.Heart 048.Diamond 049.Queen 050.Joker
051.Water 052.Fire 053.Earth 054.Air 055.Spirit
056.Breakfast 057.Lunch 058.Dinner 059.Food 060.Drink
061.Winter 062.Spring 063.Summer 064.Fall 065.Passing
066.Rain 067.Snow 068.Lightning 069.Thunder 070.Storm
071.Broken 072.Fixed 073.Light 074.Dark 075.Shattered
076.Rebirth 077.Paralysis 078.Disease 079.Agony 080.Healing
081.Blind 082.Deaf 083.Lost 084.Found 085.Missing
086.Choices 087.Life 088.He 089.She 090.It
091.Birthday 092.Christmas 093.Thanksgiving 094.Solstice 095.New Year
096.Writer‘s Choice 097.Writer‘s Choice 098.Writer‘s Choice 099.Writer‘s Choice 100.Writer‘s Choice

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[17 Nov 2005|07:30pm]
Well until 8 years ago when I got stranded in the Delta Quadrant I thought my legacy would be going down in a blaze of glory against a Cardassian ship three times the size of mine, out manned and out gunned.

Since then, I’ve learned that a legacy is so much more than how you die. It’s more about how you live and what you leave behind. The last 8 years of my life have been a roller coaster ride to say the least, but my legacy? How do I want to be remembered? Well I don’t think I could escape the tag of being the hostile, volatile, fierce, hot blooded, half Klingon, but I’d like to be remembered for my intelligence, my integrity, my skill, and for my family.

I’d like to leave powerful legacy, everybody does, secret or not, I’m no different, I’d like to be remembered for my husband and my daughter, and I’d like for my memory to be looked upon fondly, as opposed to how I used to think I’d be remembered.

Soppy non-Klingon stuff aside I’d like to be remembered as a Warrior, not on the battlefield, but against life.

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[16 Nov 2005|07:47pm]
What are my dreams? Or what do I dream about? Well my dreams are to get settled back on Earth with my husband and our beautiful daughter, in a nice house, close my parents-in-law. I have requested that Starfleet Academy transfer me to the Academy as a teacher of engineering, they have approved my application and I begin in the fall.

I just want to grow old happily, with no Borg, no Hirogen and no 8472, no Delta Quadrant, and no surprises, just plain, simple, regular every day life. Maybe have another child or two and spend my spare time telling stories of the Delta Quadrant to kids and grandkids.

As for what I dream about, well that’s a whole other story; I’ve been having some very strange dreams about little elf like creatures racing Tom and Harry in the flyer down a rainbow! I think Neelix put something in the stew cause Chakotay had similar strange dreams a few days ago, only his involved canoes and dragons of some description!

Tom’s home for dinner so I must dash!

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enemies... [05 Nov 2005|05:34pm]
Enemies? Where do I start? Well aside from the Borg, the Vidiians, the Hirogen, the Kazon, do you want me to go on? Anyway, since we were stranded in the Delta Quadrant, a Quadrant never explored by anyone from our side of the Galaxy before, we have met and made a whole new list of enemies.

But by far the most dangerous of all the hostile aliens we have encountered would have to be species 8472, a race of large, non-humanoid ugly looking creatures, who don’t speak. They communicate by telepathy and live in fluidic space. Their ships are made of the same material, as they are, a biotechnology and their weapons surpass even that of the Borg.

We encountered them during our alliance with the Borg, and as it turned out the Borg where the ones to start the war, and 8472 were too powerful for even them to out wit or out gun! Imagine, an alien more powerful than the Borg!

I can only hope they never darken the Alpha Quadrant with their presence, because, to be honest, I don’t think we could defeat them!

Enough miserable talk, I have to run and help Seven and Harry run diagnostics in both Astrometrics and Engineering before the Captain gets back.

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[25 Oct 2005|03:50pm]
Well, being one of - if not the only, federation ship in the Delta Quadrant, away missions here are extraordinary to say the least. We’ve had aliens who could blend in with the environment, a puddle full of silver goo that made a copy of the ship and everything aboard it, we’ve had hostile atmospheres, strange vegetation, a space race and a few accidents to boot.

But, with the amount of data we have collected on this Quadrant will be enough to keep scientists back on Earth busy for years to come!

My favourite away mission? Well I suppose I’d have to say, would have been when Tom and I were sent to retrieve Voyagers stolen warp core from the Katati, I know we ended up nearly asphyxiated and floating in space but it was the away mission that changed my life.

On returning to Voyager, I realised that I had been running from myself for too long, and that it was time to stand up and take my life by the horns and admit the truth. That I was crazy about Tom! Needless to say, after a few months of awkwardness and hiding our relationship from the rest of the crew, and once the shock had worn off, we settled into not only a proper relationship, but a proper friendship, something which we had denied ourselves for far too long!

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