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Corridors- Late Night

Posted May 31, 2020, 5:11 p.m. by Ensign Ella Lokaa (Security Officer) (J Ridgley)

Posted by Lieutenant Corinne Dalton/SARAH (Ships AI/Avatar) in Corridors- Late Night
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 through the ship was beginning to come naturally to Ella, she began to recognise faces and those faces recognised her back. Tonight however she was dressed in a casual navy skirt held up by a brown belt and a white and blue Polkadot blouse. Her hair was down and bobbing freely past her shoulders as she rested her polaroid camera around her neck from its strap. She had been wandering the ship restless snapping pictures for her journal waiting for sleep to take her.

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

Having lost sense of direction and time long ago Ella was surprised when a voice in her opinion boomed out at her. Being bent over about to snap a picture of the power conduit she had exposed from behind its panel, its lights were an amazing array of colors and would make a beautiful picture. Bumping her head on the way up she rubbed the impact area and turned, “Cori!” She said in surprised pain still sore from the bump. “Really, must you always sneak up on me like that?” In truth, they had only met twice but the first time she had appeared on a dormant console adjacent to the one she was using again making her jump. This was the first time she saw her fully formed, her hair was black and her eyes a stunning shade of deep blue that even made her blush, her height was similar to her own though she had an inch or two.

~Ens. Ella Lokaa


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