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| Across the Universe(A Star Trek themed RP); A Vulcan captain comes to the USS Orion | |
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| Topic Started: July 12 2009, 05:40 AM (10 Views) | |
| celtious | July 12 2009, 05:40 AM Post #1 |
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Lieutenant Aurora N. Coleman scrolled through the data lit up on her hand held viewer. Repairs were complete, the ship was almost completely restocked and refueled; the crew had been rotated according to their service contracts, including the addition of a new captain. She wasn't sure how she felt about it, but it was Star Fleet's command so she couldn't argue. She had grown quite attached to Captain William Lore, and being the First Officer for almost two years under him, she was used to things being done a certain way. She would simply have to adjust and adapt, as was her species' way. At least they had kept her dearest friend, Lieutenant Commander Sarah Lenore Marks, head of Engineering. Hell knew only she could coax that precious last bit of thrust out of the engines when they got in a pinch, or kiss an over-heated warp coil to pull it through one last mad dash. The USS Orion, her home for the entirety of her 6 years of service, would be run by a Vulcan now. At least it's not a bloody Ferengi.., she thought as she glanced at her watch. The new captain had less than a minute to meet her so she could give him the tour before he settled in. She glanced around the hustle and bustle of Star Base 3 for someone with pointed ears and a stoic expression, something she expected would be easy to find amid the sea of furrowed brows and bright-eyed first-timers. A door opened somewhere and a chilly breeze swept down the dock and Aurora was suddenly very thankful for the allotted change in uniform for senior female officers: the choice of pants. She momentarily recalled her earlier years, those mesh-thin thigh-high hose they had to wear, those painful high-heels and the bouncy mini-skirt they called a uniform. She felt the breeze tickle down her neck, still having to wear her long ebony hair up in a braid wrapped around her head like a crown, and rubbed at her arms for a moment to try and shrug the chill off. |
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