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Arrival: The search... for Science!

Posted Dec. 7, 2020, 2:22 a.m. by Ensign Daizi Orin (Scientist) (Ffion Grace)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Akirel Ros (Consultant Researcher) in Arrival: The search… for Science!

Posted by Ensign Daizi Orin (Scientist) in Arrival: The search… for Science!
Daizi peered somewhat myopically at the PADD in her hand and compared the deck layout displayed on the screen against the door in front of her. Her eyes moved back and forth from the screen to the door and back again, a frown beginning to crease her forehead. With a sigh, she took off her glasses and polished them on the hem of her uniform skirt before replacing them carefully on her freckled button nose.

Unfortunately, despite her somewhat hopeful lens maintenance, the sign stencilled on the door still clearly read ‘waste management systems’ rather than the hoped for ‘science lab alpha’, and no amount of glasses cleaning was going to change the fact that she was going to be late on her first day aboard a starship.

She glanced up and down the corridor, hoping that either inspiration would strike or she would see some friendly face that could point her in the right direction.....

Ensign Daizi Orin

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Unfortunately, the face that she saw first was that of a short and slightly tubby Tellarite coming around the curve of the corridor and carrying a tool kit. Mostly bald with an elegant comb-over, and a beard that would be worshipped by Beardo’s the Galaxy throughout, Gruv spotted the woman outside that particular door and frowned slightly.

He hadn’t been assigned backup for this adventure, but he wasn’t going to look a gift-Targ in the mouth. “Ye got here quick!” He exclaimed as he walked up to her, shoving the tool kit at her with clear intent for her to hold it. Putting one hand on the wall, he reached down and adjusted the knee high heeled boots he wore that added at least three inches to his already impressive frame. At least his Tunic was standard issue, showing the yellow of Engineering. “Ye ever had to wear in a pair of these things? I swear, never buy them from an Orion trader in a hurry, they’re tougher than my grandmothers cheese toasties. Grab the Endo-plasmatic calibrator out of the kit would you and lets get started on that blockage.”

Lt Gruv Skallig, Engineer

Daizi fumbled and juggled with the kit as it was thrust at her, finally grasping it firmly on the third try after wedging her PaDD awkwardly under one arm.

She glanced down at the rotund officer and wondered exactly he he had managed to sneak up on her while wearing boots that would have put even her on an even height with the average crew member.

A succession of questions came to her mind, including “could you point me to the main science labs please?” “Who are you sir? And “how do you walk in those??”

Unfortunately what came out of her mouth was:

“Err.... waah? Blockage?” As she struggled to open the kit whilst keeping hold of the box, her PaDD and her bags, sent off balance both physically and mentally by his somewhat abrupt manner.

Ensign Daizi Orin


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