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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #68 on: April 12, 2017, 04:40:45 AM »
[Sickbay]

Cat woke up with a jolt, the momentum had her roll out of the biobed and land on the floor with a sharp thud. She gingerly stood and straightened her uniform, intent to apologize to Caleb. To her surprise, as she looked around the entire sick bay was empty and silent as a grave. Even the the steady beeping of the various monitors was absent.

"Hello, is there anyone there?" She called out, but she only sensed faint life signs. It seemed for all intents and purposes, she was alone. But how was that possible? There were over 160 people on board. Where did they all go? She had to know. Above all though, she wanted Leo.

[Corridors -> Bridge]

Cat decided to head straight to the bridge. She knew Leo would have been at the helm during the test. The deserted hallways and lift were like a ghost town. Even the air felt heavy and eerie. She almost thought she saw shadows move out of the corner of her eye. Maybe the strange aliens had done something to the crew? Her heart pounded in her throat and she hurried faster to Leo.

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #69 on: April 12, 2017, 12:26:26 PM »
[Bridge]

Warp fish. Why is nothing capable of surprising me anymore? James wonder a moment taking a step back. Once he hear the other Carter speak up he let out a slight sigh and walked over to her bringing his voice down to a whisper so that only she could hear. "They are guests and appear friendly. I know you MEANT brig, but they shouldn't be taken there. Secure another area of the ship, for instance the observation deck and take them there. We can not under any circumstances give off any even slight illusion of hostility. If you understand I just want you to nod. Don't speak." James had slowly started to get good at being authoritative. It wasn't his first nature, but he certainly had grown into it. This moment was no different, his voice was calm and friendly but also commanding.


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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #70 on: April 12, 2017, 06:41:07 PM »
[Sickbay]

While Caleb waited for a response from the Bridge for any further instructions, he decided to run and help the nurses in sick bay. He was busy checking on patients, but in the back of his mind he wasn't still worried about Catrin. That scream still played in his head. It seemed to have a lasting effect and despite the fear he now suddenly felt, he decided to push against it. People were either hurt, disoriented, or both and this was no time for him to follow those fearful emotions. He trained himself to know which fear to follow and which to ignore.

[Sickbay]

Cat woke up with a jolt, the momentum had her roll out of the biobed and land on the floor with a sharp thud. She gingerly stood and straightened her uniform, intent to apologize to Caleb. To her surprise, as she looked around the entire sick bay was empty and silent as a grave. Even the the steady beeping of the various monitors was absent.

"Hello, is there anyone there?" She called out, but she only sensed faint life signs. It seemed for all intents and purposes, she was alone. But how was that possible? There were over 160 people on board. Where did they all go? She had to know. Above all though, she wanted Leo.

[Corridors -> Bridge]

Cat decided to head straight to the bridge. She knew Leo would have been at the helm during the test. The deserted hallways and lift were like a ghost town. Even the air felt heavy and eerie. She almost thought she saw shadows move out of the corner of her eye. Maybe the strange aliens had done something to the crew? Her heart pounded in her throat and she hurried faster to Leo.

[Sickbay]

Once Caleb got a handle of the injury situation, he ran over to Catrin. He asked the nurse if there were any anolomies. She shook her head, but a quick check of his PADD, said otherwise. "I want her on constant observation. Her brainwaves seem to be registering lower than normal. That scream must have did a number on her. If I am not nearby here I want a constant watch ok? She's not just my boss, but one of my best friends," Caleb said. He sighed a bit. Her readings were still brand new on his PADD from earlier in the day. He wanted to read them, but his head said otherwise. He was battling his doctorly duties and friend duties. Maybe the readings would help him diagnose what was going on, but he had hoped she would wake up soon and they would just go over the readings later.

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #71 on: April 13, 2017, 01:03:46 AM »
[Bridge]

Warp fish. Why is nothing capable of surprising me anymore? James wonder a moment taking a step back. Once he hear the other Carter speak up he let out a slight sigh and walked over to her bringing his voice down to a whisper so that only she could hear. "They are guests and appear friendly. I know you MEANT brig, but they shouldn't be taken there. Secure another area of the ship, for instance the observation deck and take them there. We can not under any circumstances give off any even slight illusion of hostility. If you understand I just want you to nod. Don't speak." James had slowly started to get good at being authoritative. It wasn't his first nature, but he certainly had grown into it. This moment was no different, his voice was calm and friendly but also commanding.

Warez caught the commander's eye as he turned to return to his station. The CSO strongly agreed with the XO. Of course the aliens MIGHT be a problem, given the appropriate background, but right now they were guests; fellow captives inside a double warp bubble. How any of them would escape was a puzzle. However they seemed no danger at the moment.


[Sickbay]

While Caleb waited for a response from the Bridge for any further instructions, he decided to run and help the nurses in sick bay. He was busy checking on patients, but in the back of his mind he wasn't still worried about Catrin. That scream still played in his head. It seemed to have a lasting effect and despite the fear he now suddenly felt, he decided to push against it. People were either hurt, disoriented, or both and this was no time for him to follow those fearful emotions. He trained himself to know which fear to follow and which to ignore.

=^=”Bridge to sickbay and security personnel! Please help escort any of our ‘guests’ to the forward observation lounge. Place a security team on all doors for the protection of our guests. Until then, please stand by for further orders.”=^=

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #72 on: April 13, 2017, 02:56:16 AM »
=^=”Bridge to sickbay and security personnel! Please help escort any of our ‘guests’ to the forward observation lounge. Place a security team on all doors for the protection of our guests. Until then, please stand by for further orders.”=^=
[Sickbay]

"=/\= I acknowledge I will get them there as timely as I can. Have to help them out of their hiding places =/\="

Caleb spent the better part of twenty minutes looking for every one of the Athena's new guests in the sick bay to make sure they were all accounted for and ready to meet up. He told one of the nurses to keep an eye on Catrin while he was helping move the guests to their designated area. Once they were all accounted for he started he was going to lead them to the meeting area.

"Well now I feel like a glorified herder... Makes me wish I was riding a horse or on some wide open ranges... hopefully I can get some time to draw them or ask them questions..." Caleb thought as he made his way to the designated meeting point with his new guests in tow.

 

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #73 on: April 13, 2017, 04:32:03 AM »
[Engineering]

D'Vid was holding his thoughts away from feeling ill cause of change of space around them. He was feeling light headed but he was focusing on the matter they had in their hands.

D'Vid had wanted to do more. He had wanted to speak to the Bridge about his theory but he had to run through the chain of command. It was the respect way, he had not wanted to go over their heads.

"Sirs can I volunteer to help with this prooblem? I have some remarkable theories what we can do but I need permission to be involved sirs," he asked. The El-Aurian had to be careful on what he would share.  Not to raise suspicion about his knowledge from the future.

So he had turned to the second highest member in the Engineering, that human male had allowed D'Vid explain what he would know and he will pass it on.

D'Vid had held his hands up chest level. "Right. We are like stuck in a warp. My idea of using a stronger frequency and a higher pictch could bust us out. We use the nacelle engines as the boost and the defector shield be out needle. However, my theory could be possible wrong. It's a start. Cause the lining of the two dimension can be blown out sync or not. This is where I would like to get the scientist involved because my calculations could be off. And they got the brains to run their own series of calculations," he felt very confident with his knowledge and suggestions. In a way, he had felt he was a person who was being under paid for what he knows.


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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #74 on: April 14, 2017, 03:30:01 AM »
The aliens allowed themselves to be corralled and gathered in the mess hall.

{Bridge}

“Sanctuary 4 is open to your people while your people make the repairs to your ship. Let us know if we can, in any way, help you.”

Constance nodded, “I’d be honored to talk with you High Speaker Cresh.”

A small message was sent to Mahak, though the Captain never touched the command console.

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=/\= “Mr. Mahak, Mr. Scott, Ms. Morgaine, Ms. Carter, Ms. Maddux, Dr. Brighton, and Mr. Warez- please meet me in the transporter room on the double. We will be examining this culture. Please take anyone you deem fit.” =/\= She said as she stood up and lead Cresh to the turbolift.

“Mr. Cater- you have the bridge. Please see to the repairs.” She said, locking eyes with him and giving his a telling look, darting her eyes down to indicate for him to look at his console.

Then, as a private message, James received the following text on his console (again, despite Constance not typing anything).
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This is a new civilization James. I want to make the most of this first contact situation but I’m also a bit wary. Keep a lock on the away team and standby with a security detachment in case things go sideways.

Inside she was a ball of nerves but, externally, she presented the calm and cordial host she must be. This was beyond weird, but she was a Captain damn it and she’d keep herself composed.

“Now, High Speaker, come with me. I want to see your culture and discuss matters of friendship.” She offered diplomatically. She spoke plainly- no need to strain the universal language matrices even on an advanced ship like their Intrepid Refit.


[Transporter Room]
The Captain and Cresh arrived shortly after, waiting for the requested crew members to join them.

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #75 on: April 14, 2017, 02:02:44 PM »
The aliens allowed themselves to be corralled and gathered in the mess hall.

{Bridge}

“Sanctuary 4 is open to your people while your people make the repairs to your ship. Let us know if we can, in any way, help you.”

Constance nodded, “I’d be honored to talk with you High Speaker Cresh.”

A small message was sent to Mahak, though the Captain never touched the command console.


=/\= “Mr. Mahak, Mr. Scott, Ms. Morgaine, Ms. Carter, Ms. Maddux, Dr. Brighton, and Mr. Warez- please meet me in the transporter room on the double. We will be examining this culture. Please take anyone you deem fit.” =/\= She said as she stood up and lead Cresh to the turbolift.

“Mr. Cater- you have the bridge. Please see to the repairs.” She said, locking eyes with him and giving his a telling look, darting her eyes down to indicate for him to look at his console.

Then, as a private message, James received the following text on his console (again, despite Constance not typing anything).
Inside she was a ball of nerves but, externally, she presented the calm and cordial host she must be. This was beyond weird, but she was a Captain damn it and she’d keep herself composed.

“Now, High Speaker, come with me. I want to see your culture and discuss matters of friendship.” She offered diplomatically. She spoke plainly- no need to strain the universal language matrices even on an advanced ship like their Intrepid Refit.

Bridge

Katheryn had truly believed that she was doing the right thing until the XO approached and spoke to her and was left feeling as though nothing was going to go right for her that day. But with the Aliens safely escorted to the Mess Hall and the order to join the Away Team, KC had no intention to dwell on what had happened previously and was beginning to look forward to visiting this Sanctuary 4. " Aye Captain" she replied handing her station over to one of the duty crewman. Looking back at Steven for a moment not sure if he would join them but if he didn't then she hoped to talk to him when she got back as all she wanted was for things to be normal. Turning away before walking to a waiting turbolift and began her journey down to the Transporter Room.

Transporter Room

The lift doors opened and Katheryn stepped out glad to be out of the confined space and her own thoughts as she walked to the Transporter Room. Nodding politely to both Captain Lafayette and High Speaker Cresh when she entered and joined the wait for the others happy that some of the team contained people she knew.


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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #76 on: April 14, 2017, 02:15:28 PM »
[Bridge]

Mahak narrowed his eyes just a bit at the order. As logical and practical as she may have been, Captain Lafayette was still a human. It made no sense to send an away team to a potential enemy's...domain without some serious research. These humans were so eager to explore. But all he could do was fire off a brusque nod to his commanding officer and depart.

[Transporter Room]

In her eagerness, Lafayette had beaten him to the punch. She was already present and ready to go, as was Cresh. Mahak knew that a native would help them considerably on the away mission, so it was logical that Lafayette would bring them.

He spared no greetings for his two fellow officers or their guest. Mahak ensured that his tricorder was ready to go and stepped up onto the transporter pad.

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #77 on: April 14, 2017, 08:40:22 PM »
[Bridge]

=^=”Attention crewman Pudux. This is Warez. You are needed on the bridge. Report to Commander Carter and take the sensor station.”=^=

Race was moving to the lift while calling for backup. He did move ‘on the double’ to his quarters and quickly assemble his away gear. A first contact mission was unpredictable at best so at least his personal padd, a tricoder, and a small Type I hand phaser. Just in case and because part of Race would always be a Tac crewman, at least he hoped so.

[Mess hall as Vervi Pudux: Science crewman, Trill female]



Watching the warp test wold be a real experience. She made sure to stake out a front seat early. She was on call for Bridge duty so the drink in her hand was fruit juice. The lounge contained more than a few off duty personnel for the test run. Pretty much everyone on board who didn’t have active duty was there.  Vervi was sitting at a table near the forward window bays with a pretty bajoran crewman.

They were expecting a show but what they got was a rough ride. He ship jumped and fell and twisted and the humanoids were just dragged along. Of course the crew of the Athena was somewhat seasoned by now, accomplishing missions even if it generated some friction here and there.

They were definitely recovering from the shaky ride when the two-headed, blue alien creatures appeared without warning. That was beyond the overload point for most people. But Trill psychology training taught her to sit still and observe when confronted with unknown situations. She simply stayed out of the way of the stampeding humans and contemplated approaching the beings.

=^=”Bridge to crewman Pudux. This is Warez. You are needed on the bridge. Report to Commander Carter and take the sensor station.”=^=

What! Now! Well, that was exasperating! As a lower rank, she needed to log bridge time to advance, but things were just getting interesting down here. She was smart enough to know this meant the ships’ brass were going out.

=^=”Pudux here sir. I hear you. I’m on my way.”=^=


[Transporter Room]

Race came quickly into the room as the doors pulled open. Once again it was his fate to be a little late to the party. OK, sometimes a lot late. He acknowledged the entire first contact team cordially.   

“High Speaker Cresh.” Race offed the being a bow and a single click of his heals. “I only wish to help everyone in our mutual situation.”
 This was followed by a tight lipped smile and nods of the head to Captain Lafayette, Lieutenant Carter and crewman Mahak.
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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #78 on: April 14, 2017, 11:54:24 PM »

=/\= “Mr. Mahak, Mr. Scott, Ms. Morgaine, Ms. Carter, Ms. Maddux, Dr. Brighton, and Mr. Warez- please meet me in the transporter room on the double. We will be examining this culture. Please take anyone you deem fit.” =/\= She said as she stood up and lead Cresh to the turbolift.

=/\= "Aye Captain. I will be there asap" =/\=
Caleb already had what he needed on him, he decided to move quickly to make sure he got there quickly. He took the quickest route he knew. He almost knocked over a few people, but for the most part the halls were clear.

[Transporter room]

Caleb entered the room with no sense of the rush he had earlier. He was glad to see a familiar face in Katheryn in the room. He sent a smile her way. He noticed there was a new member of the away party he did not know, he did however notice the member was the same species as their new guests. As he walked over he gave a polite bow and handshake to their guest introducing himself as Doctor Brighton. He then moved to stand beside Katheryn. "Well looks like we are getting to be on the away team eh Curious Kat?" Caleb said to Katheryn with a smile.

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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #79 on: April 15, 2017, 02:43:38 AM »
[transporter room]

The Lieutenant Starfleet Engineer Klingon Officer had volunteered D'Vid to join the away party. D'Vid nodded his head and gave a thank you to the fellow officer.

Grog had told D'Vid they will work on his theory and let him know anything that the El-Aurian would know. So he would be updated on his theory.

He had grabbed his hyperspanner, a hand held Engineer tricorder and a sensory screwdriver with him. He had them tucked in the pocket that was on his left arm. He had to ask the computer to lead the fastest way to the transporter room. He jogged down the corridors following the arrows to the transporter room. After going through the turbolift he decided to burn calories. He sprinted.

The doors swooshed opened and D'Vid came in breathing hard. He felt he was going to be late. "Sorry for running late," he said with a huge smile. The pun of running was literally funny to the El-Aurian. He nodded to everyone as he went to step on the transporter pad.

Standing there waiting, he was slowly catching his breath. It was not he was out of shape. He had done his own exercise. The dizzy oozy in his stomach was rising up again. It was the shift in space which was giving him the willies.

He was the new guy again. He was not only the newbie but it seem one of the two headed guests had joined them. "Hello...I am D'Vid," he said., placing his right hand over his chest. His brown eyes was going back to forth to each pair of eyes, he was holding the five to seven seconds long. So each head was being address as individual, he had no idea if it was consider one or two beings in one body. He was not a biologist. It would be rude to ask too. Possible they will learn there culture.

Yes. The culture! A whole new culture of this species. He was glad that Grog had allowed him to go. A fresh new face to go on away team was to generous. He had started to like the Klingon. Possible he would be able to friend the big guy.
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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #80 on: April 15, 2017, 11:45:45 AM »
[Transporter room]

Caleb entered the room with no sense of the rush he had earlier. He was glad to see a familiar face in Katheryn in the room. He sent a smile her way. He noticed there was a new member of the away party he did not know, he did however notice the member was the same species as their new guests. As he walked over he gave a polite bow and handshake to their guest introducing himself as Doctor Brighton. He then moved to stand beside Katheryn. "Well looks like we are getting to be on the away team eh Curious Kat?" Caleb said to Katheryn with a smile.

Transporter Room

Katheryn had kept to herself as more of the away team entered the transporter room politely nodding when acknowledged until a more familiar face walked in and smiled at her before introducing himself to High Speaker Cresh. With everything that had gone on she hadn't fully realised that he had been called to join the away team and having him with her would certainly make up for how she felt deep down and keep her distracted. If Steven did still appear then that would make her feel better but if not at least she had Caleb to talk too and confide in when they had chance. She had gotten on well with the Doctor from the moment they had met and with not having a lot of friends she valued this friendship the same as the one she had with Black. Smiling back when he stood next to her and called her Curious Kat " It does indeed Doctor Jungle" she replied quietly using her own nickname for him.


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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #81 on: April 15, 2017, 12:01:05 PM »
The aliens allowed themselves to be corralled and gathered in the mess hall.

{Bridge}

“Sanctuary 4 is open to your people while your people make the repairs to your ship. Let us know if we can, in any way, help you.”

Constance nodded, “I’d be honored to talk with you High Speaker Cresh.”

A small message was sent to Mahak, though the Captain never touched the command console.


=/\= “Mr. Mahak, Mr. Scott, Ms. Morgaine, Ms. Carter, Ms. Maddux, Dr. Brighton, and Mr. Warez- please meet me in the transporter room on the double. We will be examining this culture. Please take anyone you deem fit.” =/\= She said as she stood up and lead Cresh to the turbolift.

“Mr. Cater- you have the bridge. Please see to the repairs.” She said, locking eyes with him and giving his a telling look, darting her eyes down to indicate for him to look at his console.

Then, as a private message, James received the following text on his console (again, despite Constance not typing anything).
Inside she was a ball of nerves but, externally, she presented the calm and cordial host she must be. This was beyond weird, but she was a Captain damn it and she’d keep herself composed.

“Now, High Speaker, come with me. I want to see your culture and discuss matters of friendship.” She offered diplomatically. She spoke plainly- no need to strain the universal language matrices even on an advanced ship like their Intrepid Refit.


[Transporter Room]
The Captain and Cresh arrived shortly after, waiting for the requested crew members to join them.

[Bridge]

Before James could even protest to the Captain leading the away team she was gone. He let out a long sigh and took a seat in the Captains chair. "Alright everyone. This should be a smooth ride. Let's just keep an eye on our away team and make sure everything is going according to plan."


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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #82 on: April 15, 2017, 08:45:54 PM »
[Mess Hall]

The alien spent a brief moment looking over at the strange, talkative species that had, only moments earlier, nearly hit her with a metal weapon - some sort of flat, rounded club. One head kept it's gaze locked on the thing that called itself "Ashlynn" while that other glanced around at the few other aliens milling anxiously around the room. She cocked her head to the side as if listening to something Ash couldn't hear, then folded her arms calmly, causing her skin to glow where it made contact. Within seconds, the other aliens, five in total, started walking across the room to meet them.

Ash's eyes widened slightly as she saw the aliens seemingly communicate without speaking. Her curiosity was tickled, and a couple questions instantly flew to the front of her mind; however, she refrained from asking them to avoid appearing rude. The alien eventually accepted her offered hand as it climbed to its feet and returned the mess hall manager's smile with one of its own - or at least, what Ash hoped its equivalent of a smile was. Where their hands met, Ash's skin tingled (not unpleasantly) and she could have sworn she heard indistinct whispers in the back of her mind. When she tried to focus on them, however, the alien released her hand and they vanished as if they were never there.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Ash-lynn-mor-gaine. I am called Vymss. This room is nice enough, and we are all content to gather here for the time being. The others should be making their way here shortly. Perhaps we can assist you in cleaning if you are willing to share your food with us... What do you call this?" As Vymss had been speaking to Ash, her second head had been scanning the room, and she seemed to be intrigued by the abandoned plate of pasta sitting on the table next to her. "It's angel hair pasta, with a garlic herb sauce-" Ash broke off at Vymss's confused expression and laughed before clarifying. "It's not actually hair. It's just a name. Here, why don't I get you some to try..."

A few minutes later, all of the aliens were happily sitting at a table with heaping plates of pasta in front of them. As more and more aliens were escorted in, Ash showed them to the food and they joined those sitting at the table shortly after. She was enjoying sitting and watching all of them try to learn how to eat pasta; it was a messy and slightly amusing affair, but the aliens seemed to be enjoying themselves. Every now and then, one of them would make a soft, trilling noise in the back of their throats, seemingly an indication of happiness.

=/\= “Mr. Mahak, Mr. Scott, Ms. Morgaine, Ms. Carter, Ms. Maddux, Dr. Brighton, and Mr. Warez- please meet me in the transporter room on the double. We will be examining this culture. Please take anyone you deem fit.” =/\= She said as she stood up and lead Cresh to the turbolift.

At the Captain's message, Ash jumped to her feet. There was a brief moment of dread as she remembered her last away mission, but that was quickly drowned out by her current excitement. This will be different. No Borg. Just exploring. It'll be an adventure. She couldn't hide the smile growing on her face as she walked over to where Vymss sat. "I need to leave, but please help yourselves to more pasta - and show it to any new arrivals that might show up while I'm away."

[Transporter Room]

Ash walked into the transporter room moments later, smoothing out her skirt from where it had been wrinkled by her apron. Besides her PADD, she hadn't brought anything with her. She didn't know what standard Starfleet procedure was, let alone what her job would be. Spotting Captain Lafayette standing among a couple other crewmen, Ash made her way over, feeling only slightly out of place amongst all of the uniforms.
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Re: Mission 2.2 The Constant of C
« Reply #83 on: April 16, 2017, 06:42:14 AM »
[transporter room]

As the out uniform raven haired female joined the away team. D'Vid was curious on the female. He had not the chance to go to the mess hall. She smelled like she was cooking. A trait of his old female friend from USS Discovery. Kinnley Garrison. He started to wonder how she was doing with her new promotion. He was proud of her too. He had liked Kinnley bubbly personality. He was starting to had a crush on her cause of her personality.

A matter of fact, the Captain was going on the away mission. That was strange too. It was the first officer who gone on away missions and the Captain of the ship stays behind. But the rules here are no protocol, but unique. The smell of the food of the raven head woman was making him curioius about her. It was best to be quiet. She could be a special guest on the ship who might know about these visitors. He figured he was the only Engineer person going. There was command officers too. And a medical officer too. There was all lot to learn by observing the fellow officers. He will assume the Captain knows everyone by reading the roster of her ship. He had complete faith in her. Unless she acts she does not.

So he smiled to the female who just joined them. He had wondered he would accident have a crush on her cause she smells like food. Was he going to be attracted to people who associate to food. He was not sure that would be good or bad. It might be an new experiences for him for trying food. He was figuring did she prepare real food? Heck she could be a visitor, it was best to assume the worst. It was best to think it won't work. Just relax and live life as it comes. Minute by minute, hour by hour and day by day. In a few months be shipped away and start all over. He figured he was not sure that what he would wanted to do. He had enjoyed the Discovery crew. He knew things won't last long.

So he figured he just let that thought leave him becaus at the end it will be a loss. A chase of the wind, something you know it's there but something you can't hold and keep. Just gust of the wind.


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