She knows her place here. Marion has literally no authority here. She is a guest waiting for the chance to go back where she belongs. Marion was a touch annoyed at Khan's display. The look on his face has her inner wolf clawing forward angry at him for not just backing down at letting the crewman go.
"USS Enterprise. D, I think," she supplies.
"A bunch of us, yourself now included, have been abducted to this ship by an extra dimensional alien known as Q. He's... playing some kind of complicated game."
A frustrated look crosses her face. She rakes her hand quickly though the bangs of her hair. "It's 2366. If that helps."
She leans forward slightly watching Khan more than anyone else in the room. Marion wants to be certain that should this get messy she is prepared to fight back. Boy does she miss her sword. It is excellent for aggressive negotiations. "Now let him go. Please."
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"USS Enterprise. D, I think," she supplies.
"A bunch of us, yourself now included, have been abducted to this ship by an extra dimensional alien known as Q. He's... playing some kind of complicated game."
A frustrated look crosses her face. She rakes her hand quickly though the bangs of her hair. "It's 2366. If that helps."
She leans forward slightly watching Khan more than anyone else in the room. Marion wants to be certain that should this get messy she is prepared to fight back. Boy does she miss her sword. It is excellent for aggressive negotiations. "Now let him go. Please."