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and breathing, telling him that was well aware of his
presence. "It is a violation of regulations to refuse to answer an
inquiry from a Security officer!" he growled. turned then, all
at once in a motion so graceful that it didn't even startle his
reflexes into causing him to strike. But now was well inside
arms' reach, and could attack is chose. He restrained his
impulse to step back, but braced himself for possible combat.
"I haven't refused you anything. You have had my full attention
since you stepped into this room," answered him at last. She
had a full, throaty contralto, very much like that of the Ship's
Counsellor, but unlike Deanna Troi, 's accents were more fluid and
almost songlike. Looking at 's made even Worf, with his Klingon
standards of beauty, look again. was over six feet tall,
although not yet as tall as the Klingon. 's hair was a luminescent
white, caught up in braided loops all around 's head, seeming like
an abstract ice sculpture executed by some great artist. Despite
the white hair, 's face was young and unlined, and looking up at
him, he saw that had the bluest eyes he had ever seen.
"What has happened here?" he asked 's at last, shaking himself
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