Posted May 31, 2020, 3:31 p.m. by Lieutenant Corinne Dalton/SARAH (Ships AI/Avatar) (Lindsay B)
Once upon a time, sleep had been occasionally elusive. But that was before. These days, the being known as Corinne Dalton didn’t need sleep. It was a strangely convenient perk of not having a flesh and blood body, and these days rather useful for getting work done.Such as it was. It wasn’t that her work was frivolous, but more that she wasn’t entirely sure yet what she wanted to focus on. For all she knew she had decades or centuries longer to explore her options. So long as this ship was functional, so was she. And while a terrifying thought some days, it did not occupy her thoughts as often.
Moving, well meandering really, through the corridors on Deck 13, Dalton was enjoying the quiet. She had passed very few people so far, as most were either either on duty or sleeping- such was a ship during gamma shift.
So it was a surprise to stumble upon anyone, but even more so was the who and why. Cori watched the security officer move along with… was that a holoimager?
Cori tilted her head and planted a hand on her hip. Appearing in her duty uniform, she had actually been doing work. “Ensign? she called out, a confused expression on her face. “What exactly are you doing?”
~Corinne Dalton
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