[ Dax is still coated in a healthy layer of dirt form her own recent grave-exhuming adventure, brushing grit from her clothes. She watches the gravedigger leave her for another grave; she's quick to move when she hears someone spluttering.
So appears a woman to block out the sun, reaching down to offer help as if the gravedigger isn't a threat, or even there at all. ]
Dax | Star Trek
So appears a woman to block out the sun, reaching down to offer help as if the gravedigger isn't a threat, or even there at all. ]
Want a hand?