Despite all her Borg indoctrination, Seven is still very much human and experiences human emotions. Lacking a normal upbringing, though, she did not learn to understand and cope with them, and did not really experience them until being freed from the Collective. Afterwards, the first emotions to reassert themselves were fear and loneliness. Over time she began to experience other emotions--anger over violations of her rights as an individual, guilt over helping to destroy other civilizations through assimilation, and even some compassion for strangers. She still tends to retain a certain detachment from situations, and close off from her feelings by focusing on duties. When she is emotionally involved she can react in a juvenile manner. When the Doctor considers leaving the ship later on, she essentially gives him the silent treatment, and when reprimanded by Janeway she frequently reacts like a teenager feeling she's being wrongfully punished.
Her social development is equally stunted. Although being alone is something that unsettles her, she has difficulty relating to other people. She very quickly adopted Captain Janeway as her mentor and role model for being an individual, but only began trying to fraternize with the crew at the encouragement of the Doctor. Despite his efforts, she still finds most of the crew hard to relate to. In fact she experiences a certain amount of social anxiety and frequently uses her work as an excuse to avoid social gatherings. Her understanding of human behavior is one of the few things she sees as inferior to her crewmates', and she will readily seek explanations when confused. Although she is truly friends with only a few of the crew, she does consider Voyager her family, or her Collective, and they are important enough to her that she will willingly sacrifice her own well-being for their survival. She has done this on several occasions, including taking power from life support when the entire crew was in stasis to keep them alive, and turning herself over to the Borg Queen in exchange for Voyager's safety. Part of this self-sacrifice comes from a desire to atone for her actions as a drone, but she is also fiercely loyal to the Voyager crew.
First Person: [There's no fumbling with this one. The feed turns on to reveal a striking blonde woman with some sort of metal device above her left eye. Her face is nearly expressionless, but there's a hint of anger in her eyes and in the set of her jaw, though not directed at her audience. When she speaks, her voice is hard and precise, almost military. Her Starfleet combadge is just visible above the lower edge of the video.]
This is Seven of Nine of the starship Voyager. I require information as to my location and the means by which I was brought here.
[One corner of her mouth quirks up slightly in a wry challenge as she adds:]
As you are no doubt familiar with "newcomers," I anticipate an efficient explanation.
Third Person: The first thing Seven did upon realizing she was no longer on the ship was activate her combadge.
"Seven of Nine to Voyager. Voyager, respond."
Moments passed and there was no response. As she looked past the train platform and on into the apparently deserted city, she felt a stab of unease. She had been separated from Voyager before, but each time she had entered the situation knowing something of her captors or the circumstances of her separation. Now, she could not even remember leaving the ship. Was it possible that this was a simulation, or that someone had tapped into her cortical processor to disorient her? Real or not, she did not like the one fact she understood perfectly: that someone had undermined her defenses and left her stranded alone in this place.
Whatever her situation, her more than two years on Voyager had finally taught her that Captain Janeway would never abandon a member of her crew. Undoubtedly she had already begun a search. There was no cause for any anxiety, and moreover the feeling was pointless.
Suppressing it, Seven stepped down from the platform to begin exploring the area. Faith in the Captain or no, she had no intention of waiting idly for rescue. Her first task was to assess her situation. Then she could search out a way to make contact with the ship. She might even find a way to get back to Voyager on her own.
[CANON] Seven of Nine || Star Trek: Voyager || no reserve || 2
Her social development is equally stunted. Although being alone is something that unsettles her, she has difficulty relating to other people. She very quickly adopted Captain Janeway as her mentor and role model for being an individual, but only began trying to fraternize with the crew at the encouragement of the Doctor. Despite his efforts, she still finds most of the crew hard to relate to. In fact she experiences a certain amount of social anxiety and frequently uses her work as an excuse to avoid social gatherings. Her understanding of human behavior is one of the few things she sees as inferior to her crewmates', and she will readily seek explanations when confused. Although she is truly friends with only a few of the crew, she does consider Voyager her family, or her Collective, and they are important enough to her that she will willingly sacrifice her own well-being for their survival. She has done this on several occasions, including taking power from life support when the entire crew was in stasis to keep them alive, and turning herself over to the Borg Queen in exchange for Voyager's safety. Part of this self-sacrifice comes from a desire to atone for her actions as a drone, but she is also fiercely loyal to the Voyager crew.
First Person:
[There's no fumbling with this one. The feed turns on to reveal a striking blonde woman with some sort of metal device above her left eye. Her face is nearly expressionless, but there's a hint of anger in her eyes and in the set of her jaw, though not directed at her audience. When she speaks, her voice is hard and precise, almost military. Her Starfleet combadge is just visible above the lower edge of the video.]
This is Seven of Nine of the starship Voyager. I require information as to my location and the means by which I was brought here.
[One corner of her mouth quirks up slightly in a wry challenge as she adds:]
As you are no doubt familiar with "newcomers," I anticipate an efficient explanation.
Third Person:
The first thing Seven did upon realizing she was no longer on the ship was activate her combadge.
"Seven of Nine to Voyager. Voyager, respond."
Moments passed and there was no response. As she looked past the train platform and on into the apparently deserted city, she felt a stab of unease. She had been separated from Voyager before, but each time she had entered the situation knowing something of her captors or the circumstances of her separation. Now, she could not even remember leaving the ship. Was it possible that this was a simulation, or that someone had tapped into her cortical processor to disorient her? Real or not, she did not like the one fact she understood perfectly: that someone had undermined her defenses and left her stranded alone in this place.
Whatever her situation, her more than two years on Voyager had finally taught her that Captain Janeway would never abandon a member of her crew. Undoubtedly she had already begun a search. There was no cause for any anxiety, and moreover the feeling was pointless.
Suppressing it, Seven stepped down from the platform to begin exploring the area. Faith in the Captain or no, she had no intention of waiting idly for rescue. Her first task was to assess her situation. Then she could search out a way to make contact with the ship. She might even find a way to get back to Voyager on her own.