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taxonomites2009-10-12 03:06 pm
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[Holo] Arrival
Christine walked back and forth between the supply cabinet and the crate she was working on. It was a boring day and she was doing a monotonous job: restocking. Her soft-soled boots were quiet as she moved, the only sound in the area was her soft humming and the clink of the glass vials as she placed them in their respective holders.
Doing this part of her job was easy. The shelves had been set up according to Starfleet regulation and she knew the filing system blindfolded. So, of course her mind was anywhere but on her current job. As she hummed and stocked, she thought about the party that was going on after shift tonight. Uhura and Sulu had told her about it. It was to start at one of the random bars outside of the Academy and end up...wherever. It promised to be a fun night, really.
Turning, her head down as she finished the tune, she took a step before something happened. Everything seemed to shift and for a split second she felt dizzy. Looking up, she noticed she wasn't in the medical bay of the Enterprise any longer. Confusion lined her features as she stood, frozen, trying to get her bearings.
“Alright, Scotty. If this is some kinda joke it isn't funny,” she finally managed, the smile on her face returning.
She waited a few seconds and nothing happened. “Scotty? Guys? Someone...? This isn't funny!” She was more determined now, but still nothing.
Frowning, she looked down at her uniform, her hands brushing against the front of the blue science officer's dress. Everything seemed to be intact...her fingers traced the silver bracelet around her wrist. That was new. Inhaling deeply, she looked up again. She felt fine, so her curiosity got the better of her and she hopped off the platform she was on. Immediately, she noticed the tablet on the pedestal. Picking it up, she smiled.
“Hey...uhm...hello?” she started, biting her bottom lip as she tried to figure out what to say. She could read the controls, so they must be able to understand her some how. “Is anyone there?”
Okay, so maybe not such a great way to get someone's attention, but Christine was a science officer, not on a trained search and rescue unit. The total randomness of this got to her and she started giggling as she went back to looking around, waiting for a response or for her to figure a way out of here.
Doing this part of her job was easy. The shelves had been set up according to Starfleet regulation and she knew the filing system blindfolded. So, of course her mind was anywhere but on her current job. As she hummed and stocked, she thought about the party that was going on after shift tonight. Uhura and Sulu had told her about it. It was to start at one of the random bars outside of the Academy and end up...wherever. It promised to be a fun night, really.
Turning, her head down as she finished the tune, she took a step before something happened. Everything seemed to shift and for a split second she felt dizzy. Looking up, she noticed she wasn't in the medical bay of the Enterprise any longer. Confusion lined her features as she stood, frozen, trying to get her bearings.
“Alright, Scotty. If this is some kinda joke it isn't funny,” she finally managed, the smile on her face returning.
She waited a few seconds and nothing happened. “Scotty? Guys? Someone...? This isn't funny!” She was more determined now, but still nothing.
Frowning, she looked down at her uniform, her hands brushing against the front of the blue science officer's dress. Everything seemed to be intact...her fingers traced the silver bracelet around her wrist. That was new. Inhaling deeply, she looked up again. She felt fine, so her curiosity got the better of her and she hopped off the platform she was on. Immediately, she noticed the tablet on the pedestal. Picking it up, she smiled.
“Hey...uhm...hello?” she started, biting her bottom lip as she tried to figure out what to say. She could read the controls, so they must be able to understand her some how. “Is anyone there?”
Okay, so maybe not such a great way to get someone's attention, but Christine was a science officer, not on a trained search and rescue unit. The total randomness of this got to her and she started giggling as she went back to looking around, waiting for a response or for her to figure a way out of here.
[Visual fading to voice - oopsie, she needs to learn to work this thing!]
"Damn. Oh well, I'm gonna get my ass outside...eventually," she mumbled to herself, "and then I'll try to figure this out."
[ visual / voice ]
"Makes me realize why we stopped using these centuries ago," he said. "I'll be waiting."