I want it known that I am not a Trekkie. Never have been, never will be. Sorry, Bill, Sue, Rick, and anyone else who doesn’t get why I don’t get them.
*whew*
So, then: what’s a girl to do when her contract at work is up, and she’s grown rather attached to her coworkers, and wants to do something nice for one of them to remember her by? One doesn’t want to get extravagant, obviously, but to just leave having done nothing didn’t seem appropriate to the situation. The coworker, unlike the author, is a Trekkie, albeit a TNG fan (Philistine!). Enter black-lupin (http://black-lupin.deviantart.com) and her fabulous array of mini-Star Trek characters! This is what I came up with:
(What horrible lighting! His uniform is partly burgundy, I swear. DMC 814, if you want to check!)
I wasn’t quite sure I had done Captain Picard justice, but both the recipient and another coworker knew immediately who it was. I feel so validated.
The Witty Child 