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Check-Ins | Step 1: Bug the Captain

Posted March 18, 2021, 3:31 p.m. by Lieutenant Tal Abara (Senior Researcher (Cognitive Science)) (Trin S)

Tal Abara – accomplished nurse practitioner, ceramic frog collector, and champion of wrong turns.

Directionally challenged and without the internal compass to point her ‘North’, Tal found herself bewildered and staring awkwardly at a PADD nestled between her fingers. ‘Lost’ hardly fit what she was experiencing. Eyebrows knit together, Tal shifted her gaze from the Leviathan’s layout to the corridors, searching for something familiar. Slowly, a frown tugged at the corners of her lips and pulled her features into a grimace.

“Hmm,” she tapped the display then waved her finger hopefully at a nearby door. “You’re..” she leaned forward, tilting her head enough to catch the plaque perched at its side, “yes! Okay. Then the turbolift must be..” She whipped around and hesitantly gestured down the hallway. “..that way.”

Feigned confidence infecting her gait, Tal found her way through a sea of metal doors and the occasional tight-lipped officer. It felt like an aeon before she happened upon the destination of her (purely professional) dreams. A grin quickly replacing her frown, Tal hurried her pace and waved to the Ensign just about the step before her. “Wait!” She called out, earning a confused glance which happened to last just long enough for her to slip into the turbolift. “Thanks. Where are you headed?”

“Deck 24,” he tersely informed. “You?”

“Uhm,” Tal regarded the PaDD once more. “23 – that works out great.” Respective requests made, Tal settled against the far wall and submitted to the patience of a short, silent ride.

By the time the doors peeled open, and she bade farewell to her companion, Tal had regained her composure. She trusted – as long as she didn’t meet the same difficulty finding Cobb’s ready room – composure would grant the gift of persistence. Seconds passed like minutes before Tal wandered up to the Captain’s ready room doors. Promptly, as not to encourage the strange concoction of curiosity and ambivalence bubbling in her belly, Tal raised a hand to chime and palmed it.

– Tal Abara, Cognitive Researcher


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