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 Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:06 pm
Lita looked at Ren. '..I wonder if she's sleepy or something.....hmm....I have to wake her up! whee ' she thought. "So Ms. Cain what are your hopes for the adventure everyone here is about to embark?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:11 pm
Cain raised an eyebrow and sipped at her coffee. "Hopes?" she said, "I just want to get thejob done and chart whatever systems we may find. I need to fulfill my duty as science officer and maybe I'll be able to become the chief science officer.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:20 pm
"Oh that's cool! I'm a medical cadet and I hope one day to be the cheif! Curing people of all races all over the universe! Curing different illnesses and helping people!" as she spoke she made in her mind some cool anime posses.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:23 pm
Ren just looked at Lita, her eyes still half lidded and looking uninterested. "I hope you achieve your dream." she said, still sounding rather unenthused.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:34 pm
Lita smiled brightly. "Thanks and I forgot to mention that I also want to make as many friends as possible. I hope we can be friends."
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:41 pm
Ren raised her eyebrow again. "Friends....." she just said the one word, rather quietly. She didn't think about the fact that the girl could take it as her saying that they were friends.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:48 pm
Lita's smile grew wide. "Friends??!!! Are we really freiends?!?!" she asked with excitement.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:12 pm
Ren sighed. She couldn't be rude to the girl so she nodded, rubbing her forehead and wondering what she'd just gotten herself into. She took a long swig of her coffee, sure that she was going to need the sugar and maybe even another cup. She ordered a glazed donut with apple filling.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:23 pm
Lita could almost jump for joy. Her first friend on her new adventure. Boy this one was going down in her diary.....well as soon as she had something that was like a diary...Lita wasn't one to keep a diary but since becoming a cadent for the U.S.S. Gaian she wanted to record every moment. "Really?!?! You really, really mean it?!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:37 pm
Ren nodded, munching on the donut and drinking her coffee. She really didn't know what she would do with such an enthusiastic 'friend'. What have you gotten yourself into Ren?
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 12:26 pm
Lita's expression was whee . She mentally did some anime posses while saying 'I HAVE MY FIRST FRIEND!!'. A word per pose. She gave Ren a huge smile. "That's great! So where are you off to? I mean after the mess hall?" she asked with exceitment.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:13 pm
Ren shrugged and took another long swig of her coffee. "I have time to kill. There's still a few hours before I have to go down to engineering and check the ractor levels. I'll be testing the sheilding material to see if it's dense enough." she said, finishing her donut and licking a bit of apple filling off of her lips.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 2:48 am
::Ayesh strode through the corridors. She had unpacked her gear already. She didn't have much but its lack of quantity was made up for in oddness. A old fashoned wooden door that bore two hands, a white habnd and a black, clasped. A weird white caccoon that she won't let anyone near, larger then she herself is, and that backpapack, nearly omnipresent. Just nw she wore it over the qquilted jacket. Under the jacket was her uniform top and under her dusty quilted leggings were her work pants. She walked as smoothly though the hall as a skater moves across the ice, half her mind back in her quarters, the other half working to memorize the maze of corridors. She missed the outdoors something ferice, the sun would never be the same in a holodeck, but then, they tell her that her sun had died out thousands of years previous. She would find a new world though, find a race as wonderful as her own had been and begin a new. That had always been her dream, since she left the ruins of the seven cities.And now she had a family to bring foward. Each had had a taste of the glory through her teachings, but she would find the true glory of Ohneah for them.The closest race she had found so far were the Vulcans. Close, but not right. Ohneahns were not ruled by their emotions, even a child learned mastery, but they did not deny them either. Mastery her husband and tilk could learn in time, indeed Tilk was well on his way, but neither would willingly surrender their emotions. Even she would not. Pride and love were two things she would rather die then surrender.::
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 11:34 am
Since the ship's computer didn't answer her, Tara decided to go and look for the doctor herself. Many starships were similar in internal design, so Tara had a pretty good idea where sickbay was located.
Her eyes skimmed casually over her suite. All was to her liking. She left her quarters and started walking through the ship's corridors. Her "gravskin" activated automatically as soon as the doors to Tara's suite "whooshed" closed softly behind her.
It wasn't long before Tara saw a cadet in the hall. He looked quite anxious...even a bit fearful. Using her most soothing voice, Tara spoke to the nervous-looking cadet: "Greetings, cadet. Why are you not mingling with the rest of the cadets? This is probably the only chance you will have for an informal 'meet and greet' before the USS Gaian launches on her mission."
The cadet immediately saluted Tara, stiff as a board due to his fear:"Er...um...ma'am...I must wait here until my master summons me again. I am obligated to be his servant."
" 'Master'? 'Obligated'? 'Servant'? " Tara didn't like the sound of that. Cadets were *not* to be used as servants. They were on this ship to learn about their duty to StarFleet, not to bow and scrape like a slave.
Forcing calm, Tara questioned the cadet further: "Who *is* this so-called 'master' of yours? I would have a word with him."
The cadet's shaky hands gestured back the way he just came: "He is a Klingon...an officer. Last I saw him, he was in his quarters...that way..."
Feeling outraged at an officer abusing a cadet, Tara put a handful of FedCreds (Federation money) into the young man's palm. "Go. Mingle. Have fun in the lounge. You are no one's servant. If that Klingon officer ever calls on you again, report it to me immediately."
With a hesitant nod, the cadet walked off in the general direction of the ship's lounge. Tara headed to where the youngster had gestured.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 12:07 pm
(Cont'd from previous post as I don't know Gaia's word count limit per post)
Moments later, Tara saw a Klingon striding through the main corridor as if *he* was the captain. He wasn't. Captain Hi Akai was the CO of the USS Gaian...and no one else.
Purposefully planting herself firmly right in front of the Klingon, Tara addressed him in her most authoritative voice: "Attention, *Mr.*!" She stressed the "Mr." so that the Klingon would know exactly where he stood...and she was wearing her XO uniform...complete with the appropriate rank pips.
"I have been informed that you used a cadet--or should I say *abused*--like a slave. Such arrogance will *not* be tolerated aboard this ship...no matter who or what you are. Cadets are here to learn how to be officers in StarFleet...*not* to be treated as so much chattel!"
Tara paused to maintain her calm as much as possible. Then her face became grim and determined as she faced the Klingon...and saw his uncovered bat'leh (lek?)...another rules violation: "For such arrogance you will scrub the Jeffries tubes for a week...on your hands and knees...while wearing a cadet uniform. Furthermore, you are to surrender your bat'leh (lek?) for carrying a weapon uncovered. That is a direct order, *Mr*...so...double-time it and give me your weapon...now!"
While waiting to see if the Klingon would answer, she removed her uniform jacket. Tara obviously intended to use it to cover the Klingon sword until she could lock it up with the rest of the weapons. Tara, of course, carried her standard phaser in its covered holster located on her belt.
Her face showed the Klingon that she wouldn't move from where she now stood until he complied...or not...and, yes, Tara's 6' 2" frame of 160 lbs. of lean, solid muscle was blocking the Klingon no matter which way he'd try to go...for she could move behind him far faster than he could turn.
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