Posted Jan. 14, 2019, 9:18 p.m. by Lieutenant Natasha Daye (Doctor) (Kate O'Neill)
Posted by Lieutenant Isabella “Speedy” Gonzales (Bridge Officer Helm/Ops) in Taking Flight
“Starbase Control, this is Shuttle ‘Croft’ requesting launch clearance for test flight and transit to USS Saracen”Izzy listened with half an ear to the comm traffic, her fingers dancing over the controls as she brought the shuttle’s systems online and powered up the engines. On the ‘A’ of ‘Affirmative’ she punched the thrusters, sending the small craft racing away from the auxiliary landing pad like a scolded jackrabbit. She calmly threaded the small craft between two incoming bulk freighters before straightening out on a course that took her out and away away from the station.
“Starbase control, please pass on my compliments the the maintenance crews, they know how to tune an Armadillo” She said with a grin, turning the craft into an almost lazy parabolic turn that allowed her to take in the various craft docked in and around the station. She soon spotted her target and angled the craft in for a closer look.
“USS Saracen, NCC-86285” she intoned, as she flew over the saucer section, almost close enough to reach out and touch the giant letters. She flicked the small craft into a turn before sending it through a tight barrel roll as she streaked past the observation windows of ten forward.
“USS Saracen this is Shuttle Croft requesting permission to land. Test flight complete, everything checks out, green across the board..... roger that, entering the approach pattern”
Izzy looped the shuttle around, lining her up with the bay doors and decelerating rapidly down to landing speed, coasting the shuttle into the bay.
Lt Izzy Gonzales
As Izzy sat at the controls she might notice a large hangar bay like all hangar bays. Non-descript to the point of boring a utilitarian. Rows of shuttles with men in jumpsuits scurrying about hooking up hoses and detaching cables as per part of their workday.
All would be the same events Gonzales had seen except for one thing. Out of nowhere a small red orb about nine inches high came flying at her viewport. The clunk could easily be heard as it bounced off. The event happened so fast if Izzy was watching she might have wondered if it did occur and if she had been looking down she might wonder what happened. Either way, about twenty seconds later the same clunk could be heard but this time higher as it impacted the room right above the space where the viewport.
Looking out the viewport if you were in the shuttle one might see Crewmen running away and a flash of brown-green pop up from the bottom of the viewport followed by the sounds of scratching. Like the kind associated with fingernails in a zombie flick scraping a metal door. The sound paused only long enough for a longer flash of brown-green that this time might be recognized as the jaw of a lizard or alligator. The flash was longer but still quick enough to make one wonder what the heck was happening and if they were not suffering from a bout of hallucinations.
It would be then if one was looking out the viewport they would see it. A sight they would never forget. As if on a trampoline a large lizard or maybe alligator belly landed on the viewport with a thump. Scrabbling sounds would be heard as its claws tried to find purchase yet slowly it was sliding back down the viewport, bringing a long and skinny snout into view with two beady eyes that looked down and fixed Izzy with an unusually intelligent glare. The long tongue flicked once, licking the windscreen in an ‘It’s mine’ type statement.
Lt. Natasha Daye medical
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