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003: ACCIDENTAL VISUAL//LOCATION: ENTERPRISE BRIDGE [i feel like a monster]
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'sfinally 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! ♥]
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
also, my apologies for taking so long to get this up and thanks for your patience! ♥]
[ voice ]
What do you mean? Did the aliens do something to it?
[ voice ]
You'd have to be more specific.
[ voice ]
Duh. How am I supposed to be more specific? You're the one who said it's all "different".
[ voice ]
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Are you okay?
[ voice ]
Who are you, anyway?
[ voice ]
[ voice ]
You're not with the Empire.
[ voice ]
[ voice ]
Ralph Lauren?
[ voice ]
It was a joke. An Earth thing.
[ voice ]
I knew what it was, I don't have time for humor right now. I'm trying to figure out what the hell has happened to me and the ship.
[ voice ]
Uh, Uhura? You've been in this place for quite a long time now. I mean that ship really hasn't... sailed or flew or whatever, as far as I know.
[ voice ]
In this place? [a bit of a pause.] Where are we?
[ voice ]
Yeah. We're in Taxon.
[ pauuuuuuuse. ]
You're not... what's the last thing you remember?
[ voice ]
I was reporting for duty on the bridge.
[ voice ]
[ voice ]
[ voice ]
Well sor-ry for worrying about you. Obviously there's nothing wrong, just an extreme case of PMS.
[ voice ]
dryly.] I appreciate the concern.
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[and with that, she shuts off her tablet.]