003: ACCIDENTAL VISUAL//LOCATION: ENTERPRISE BRIDGE [i feel like a monster]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

If anyone were watching Uhura step onto the bridge of the Enterprise, they wouldn't have assumed that anything was amiss. And nothing was, until the doors slid shut behind her and she took a look around.

This wasn't the bridge she knew. It looked the same, but there were things about it that were...off. But she couldn't put her finger on why things weren't right, and it irritated her.

Frowning, she started heading over to her station, then stopped suddenly and looked down at herself. And what was wrong there was more obvious - this wasn't the right uniform at all. The skirt was the right length, but it was all one dress, not the midriff-baring top and skirt she was used to.

She looked up and around, trying to find some more clues that would tell her where she was and what was happening. And then she spotted it on the main viewscreen.

"NCC 17-01?" Her disgust and anger was ill-disguised, hands clenched into fists as her eyes narrowed. "U.S.S. Enterprise? What the hell is happening here?"

[OOC: uhura's finally been glitched! she is now the mirror version of herself, meaning she'll be quick to anger and that there's the possibility of her getting aggressive/violent, but i will be sure to clear things with you before she does anything to your character. proceed with caution and have fun. :)

also, my apologies for taking so long to get this up and thanks for your patience! ♥]

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[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com]

Kirk retreated to the Enterprise in hopes of finding an empty ship at this hour where he could sit down and bask in the hum of computers as he lost himself in thoughts he didn't wish to ponder when in the company of others. Instead, he found Uhura standing on the bridge, looking...angry. Or, was she upset? If another member of his crew had been sent home-- First Gaila, then Nurse Chapel. Who next, Spock? Was that why she looked so furious?

"Uhura?"

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

"Captain, thank God," Uhura replied, turning to the familiar voice. Not that she was typically thrilled to see the captain, but she'd settle for anything resembling normalcy at this point.

She stopped in her tracks, giving him a once-over. He wasn't in his regulation uniform, either.

"What are you wearing?"

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com]

"Uh," he looked down, tugging on the edges of the black, leather jacket that resembled the one he'd worn in that bar and on the shuttle ride to San Fransisco years ago that had been hatched prior to making his way over her. "A jacket. What, bring back bad memories? Preaching to damn the choir."

Perhaps it was a bit mean of him, but he wasn't in the mood to dish out sympathy or apologize for the hundredth time for an accidental boob grab that had been completely accidental. If anyone was to blame for that, it was those damn security goons who insisted on knocking him around. Let's forget that he may or may not have started (or at least provoked) that fight.

He doubted she was upset over someone leaving, for if her reaction to Gaila's departure had been anything to go by, she would've told him right off the bat, not questioned what he was wearing.

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

"What memories?" she asked, eyes narrowing further at him. "No, I'm wondering what the hell you're doing in a jacket when you're supposed to be on duty."

She looked down at herself, remembering, and exhaled in a frustrated sigh. "Then again, I suppose I'm the last person who should be lecturing you on the dress code."

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com]

With a roll of his too-blue eyes, he held his hands up in a mock boob grabby way for demonstration. "That. Come on, I know you're just--"

Hold on a second. On duty? He'd assigned minimal shifts that involved checking basic systems, doing maintenance, and recording weekly logs to be stored within the ship's computers that would be presented to Starfleet Command if they ever got out of Taxon, but this wasn't one of the hours he expected anyone to be on the ship; no one was on duty and certainly not him.

"Look, I might spend a little too much time here, but I'm not on duty and you don't have the authority to lecture me on that, Lieutenant."

[ voice ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

[ okay, so she hasn't talked to Uhura in what felt like forever - so when the visual popped in, Cordelia decided to talk to her. Except with a humongous hangover, she's not exactly looking her best. ]

Uh - isn't that your ship?

[ voice ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

[poor cordelia, she keeps running into people who've been glitched into having violent tendencies lately. :(]

It's supposed to be, but it's not.

[ voice ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

[ this is true, but as long as she isn't thrown into a building then everything will be juuuuust peachy. ]

What do you mean? Did the aliens do something to it?

[ voice ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

[no throwing into buildings, promise. but we can't promise she won't try to shank you.]

You'd have to be more specific.

[ voice ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

[ this will be cordelia o____O at you uhura. ]

Duh. How am I supposed to be more specific? You're the one who said it's all "different".

[voice]

[gating-across.livejournal.com]

...You okay there, Uhura? Hit your head or something?

[voice]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

I am most certainly not okay. Someone's changed things around here and I want to find out who.

[voice]

[gating-across.livejournal.com]

Probably whoever brought us here. What's up?

[voice]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

They've changed things. Subtle differences, but things still aren't right. This is supposed to be the I.S.S. Enterprise.

[voice]

[gating-across.livejournal.com]

...I.S.S.?

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[notsawbones.livejournal.com]

McCoy had been in Sickbay researching that damned DNA again when Uhura strode past and vented her disgust on the bridge for all of Taxon to witness. Oblivious to her change in demeanour due to ignoring his tablet tablet, he followed her path and punched in the code for the Enterprise bridge to find Jim and instead was surprised to see Uhura there, her face contorted in displeasure over something as she stared at the main viewscreen.

With a sigh, he asked: "What did Jim do this time?"

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

"Even if he wanted to, I doubt the Captain's capability to pull this sort of thing off," Uhura replied, pointing to the viewscreen before turning to him.

Her eyes widened a bit when she saw him. "So they've gotten to you, too."

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[notsawbones.livejournal.com]

McCoy raised an eyebrow at the noticeable shock on her face and the exclamation that 'they had gotten to him too'. His earlier suspicion that Jim had done something to incur Uhura's wrath was shot down; they seemed to get along better than they did at the Academy these days, anyway.

"What?"

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

"Your uniform. It's not right."

Hadn't he noticed? What was going on around here?

[ location: enterprise bridge ]

[notsawbones.livejournal.com]

He looked down at his uniform. Not right?

"Feels right to me."

[Visual]

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

"Lieutenant Uhura?"

Spock did not make a habit of using her first name in professional circumstances, and, even if they had been entirely alone, he would not have used it now. Her voice was the same, but the intonation was entirely unfamiliar. It was possible that Taxon had kidnapped a version of Uhura from a parallel universe. It was equally possible that the Uhura from his own universe had been subjected to a 'glitch'. Regardless of the circumstances, he would abandon his research in the library of the Sanctuary and investigate.

Even as he addressed her via the tablet, Spock was on his feet and making his voice - his pace steady but notedly swift - towards the Enterprise.

[Visual]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

She recognized that voice. Knew it well. Uhura gripped the tablet and brought it closer to her face, trying to get a good look at the transmission. Had they gotten to him, too?

"Commander Spock."

[Visual]

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

She recognised him. That would be beneficial, though her tone was once more both familiar and unfamiliar. He would have to proceed with care. He could not imagine a universe where Nyota was anything other than strong - and her tone suggested that that, at least, had not changed - but he could, unfortunately, imagine a universe where their relationship had not been cultivated. (Such insecurities were illogical and, more often than not, ignored. That did not mean that they were not present.)

"You appear to be unfamiliar with the bridge. What is the registration number of the vessel you are currently serving on?"

[Visual]

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

"I.S.S. 1701," she answered, though she was unsure of why she had to - he knew it as well as she did. In the universe she was from, a relationship had been cultivated between them, but it was much different if her world. They had to keep it hidden even now, because if Kirk caught onto it before the timing was right, their plan would fall apart and they'd both get the agony booth at best, thrown off the ship at worst.

Something caught her attention, and she wondered why it had taken her so long to notice it - the difference was pretty obvious.

"Where's your beard?"

[Visual]

[childoftwo.livejournal.com]

At her answer, Spock, his face impassive, picked up his pace. He was still several minutes from the ship and, as she had already gained assess to the Enterprise, he could not afford to tell her that he was unfamiliar with the initials 'ISS'. The ship she served on in her universe was not the Enterprise partially present in Taxon. The woman who both was and was not Nyota could potentially cause a great deal of damage.

He did, however, pause momentarily when she mentioned a beard. A direct question required an answer and Vulcans - even half Vulcans - did not lie.

"I am not in the habit of cultivating facial hair."