Ensign Elizabeth Archer
Deck two, section 9, room 61. This is the place! she thought.
The doors to the room opened and Elizabeth turned to face the room where she would be staying the next twelve months. She noticed the two women looking at her. "Hi," she said, waving shyly. "I'am Liz."
She nearly froze in shock. The human woman, purple eyes and jetblack hair, needed no introduction, Rachel Skarsten. "Hi Liz." Rachel said politely.
The other one was obviously Andorian, her white hair had the customary closely-cropped cut. "Nice to meet you. I am Miium."
"Seems that we're stuck with each other for a while", Liz said, keeping a wary eye on Rachel.
' The first day is always the toughest '
Torn between happiness, excitement and nervousness, she paced her quarters. Miium left at midnite and still haven't returned, while the bully otherwise known as Rachael slept soundly. Liz suspected nothing less than a marching band could wake her up.
Alot of things were running through her mind, most of it is because this is her first assignment, first time in a deep space.
However, there was a slight sadness in her heart, so far from her family for the first time, so very far from Earth. But she had little time to dwell on the negative, she's got the rest of her life waiting for her. Just three pips left to go. Three more golden dots on my uniform collar, she thought to herself, smiling. Soon ....
But reality was a little tougher to deal with. Since arriving from the Saucy Mare yesterday, Liz hardly had any time to unpack and check in to get the mandatory medical scan done in Sickbay. After somehow managing to get four hours of sleep, she showered, got dressed and started pacing again ....
'Morning' finally come around. Liz checked her hair and uniform in the mirror one more time.
She let out a big sigh and pressed a button to open the door, then bravely stepped forward.
Captain Stryker - His Quarters
' Rude awakening '
The lights in Alice and Stryker's bedroom turned on. Their quarters, a rather spacious living room and bedroom was not quite tidy at the moment. Alice sat up slowly, stretching as she yawned. "Wake up." Alice said.
"No." he protested.
"Wakey, wakey sleepy head."
Stryker simply turned over. "Stryker, you need to get up." she pestered, shaking his hip. Groaning, Stryker flipped onto his back, mumbling.
"You have an appointment in a few minutes." she reminded him.
"I don't care."
Alice signed. "Computer, play I am the ocean."
"There is 817 songs by that title. More information is required." the computer replied.
Stupid piece of ... she thought. "Candace Halloran, Composer. Earth, late 21st century."
A gentle yet energetic melody started playing, picking up volume slowly. "That is not going to work." he told her.
"Get up." Alice urged.
"You first."
"The time is oh eight hunderd hours." said the male computer voice.
With a sigh, and a few silent curses, Stryker cracked one eye open and peeked at the bedside clock display. He groaned and rolled over, only to find the bed empty. "Kawaii ?"
Alice was standing on the opposite side of the room, programming something into the replicator. While he dozed off, she showered and got dressed. "Good morning."
"I hope it will be." he moaned. "Something smells good. What are you drinking there ?"
"Brain juice." she smiled, taking a sip from a mug that materialized a few seconds ago.
He stretched, yawning as he did so. "You are the best," he smiled, sitting up.
"Who said I was getting you a coffee ?" she chuckled. Stryker threw a pillow at her from the bed, but she dodged it and it harmlessly hit the wall.
The doorchime rang. "Told you so." she smirked.
He got up quickly and dashed to the washroom, attempting to ignore a painful headrush caused by suddenly getting up like that. "Stall her." he said, the washroom door closing behind him.
Alice ran around the living room, picking up pieces of clothing and her stuffed bunny, shoving everything underneath the couch. After a quick glance, she straightened her shirt before walking to the door. "Come in."
The door opened to reveal a younger woman, pride and nervousness in her features. Her skin was softly toned and lightly tanned. Her lips were small, green eyes with a tint of dark blue around the edges.
"Ensign Elizabeth Archer ?"
"Yes sir."
Liz obviously recogized Alice. Her first day, and she already shows her superiors by name, rank and appearance, Alice thought, impressed. "Please," the older woman smiled, stepping aside. "Come in."
Alice could swear the poor girl was trying to shallow a tennis ball. "Anything to drink ?" she said walking to the replicator.
[OOC]
- Alice is not wearing a uniform, still on shore leave, not offically allowed to be onduty. See biography or episode2 for more details.
- The Saucy Mare. Montreal class Freighter, civilian. Often used to move up to 300 people between starbases and starships.
Deck two, section 9, room 61. This is the place! she thought.
The doors to the room opened and Elizabeth turned to face the room where she would be staying the next twelve months. She noticed the two women looking at her. "Hi," she said, waving shyly. "I'am Liz."
She nearly froze in shock. The human woman, purple eyes and jetblack hair, needed no introduction, Rachel Skarsten. "Hi Liz." Rachel said politely.
The other one was obviously Andorian, her white hair had the customary closely-cropped cut. "Nice to meet you. I am Miium."
"Seems that we're stuck with each other for a while", Liz said, keeping a wary eye on Rachel.
' The first day is always the toughest '
Torn between happiness, excitement and nervousness, she paced her quarters. Miium left at midnite and still haven't returned, while the bully otherwise known as Rachael slept soundly. Liz suspected nothing less than a marching band could wake her up.
Alot of things were running through her mind, most of it is because this is her first assignment, first time in a deep space.
However, there was a slight sadness in her heart, so far from her family for the first time, so very far from Earth. But she had little time to dwell on the negative, she's got the rest of her life waiting for her. Just three pips left to go. Three more golden dots on my uniform collar, she thought to herself, smiling. Soon ....
But reality was a little tougher to deal with. Since arriving from the Saucy Mare yesterday, Liz hardly had any time to unpack and check in to get the mandatory medical scan done in Sickbay. After somehow managing to get four hours of sleep, she showered, got dressed and started pacing again ....
'Morning' finally come around. Liz checked her hair and uniform in the mirror one more time.
She let out a big sigh and pressed a button to open the door, then bravely stepped forward.
Captain Stryker - His Quarters
' Rude awakening '
The lights in Alice and Stryker's bedroom turned on. Their quarters, a rather spacious living room and bedroom was not quite tidy at the moment. Alice sat up slowly, stretching as she yawned. "Wake up." Alice said.
"No." he protested.
"Wakey, wakey sleepy head."
Stryker simply turned over. "Stryker, you need to get up." she pestered, shaking his hip. Groaning, Stryker flipped onto his back, mumbling.
"You have an appointment in a few minutes." she reminded him.
"I don't care."
Alice signed. "Computer, play I am the ocean."
"There is 817 songs by that title. More information is required." the computer replied.
Stupid piece of ... she thought. "Candace Halloran, Composer. Earth, late 21st century."
A gentle yet energetic melody started playing, picking up volume slowly. "That is not going to work." he told her.
"Get up." Alice urged.
"You first."
"The time is oh eight hunderd hours." said the male computer voice.
With a sigh, and a few silent curses, Stryker cracked one eye open and peeked at the bedside clock display. He groaned and rolled over, only to find the bed empty. "Kawaii ?"
Alice was standing on the opposite side of the room, programming something into the replicator. While he dozed off, she showered and got dressed. "Good morning."
"I hope it will be." he moaned. "Something smells good. What are you drinking there ?"
"Brain juice." she smiled, taking a sip from a mug that materialized a few seconds ago.
He stretched, yawning as he did so. "You are the best," he smiled, sitting up.
"Who said I was getting you a coffee ?" she chuckled. Stryker threw a pillow at her from the bed, but she dodged it and it harmlessly hit the wall.
The doorchime rang. "Told you so." she smirked.
He got up quickly and dashed to the washroom, attempting to ignore a painful headrush caused by suddenly getting up like that. "Stall her." he said, the washroom door closing behind him.
Alice ran around the living room, picking up pieces of clothing and her stuffed bunny, shoving everything underneath the couch. After a quick glance, she straightened her shirt before walking to the door. "Come in."
The door opened to reveal a younger woman, pride and nervousness in her features. Her skin was softly toned and lightly tanned. Her lips were small, green eyes with a tint of dark blue around the edges.
"Ensign Elizabeth Archer ?"
"Yes sir."
Liz obviously recogized Alice. Her first day, and she already shows her superiors by name, rank and appearance, Alice thought, impressed. "Please," the older woman smiled, stepping aside. "Come in."
Alice could swear the poor girl was trying to shallow a tennis ball. "Anything to drink ?" she said walking to the replicator.
[OOC]
- Alice is not wearing a uniform, still on shore leave, not offically allowed to be onduty. See biography or episode2 for more details.
- The Saucy Mare. Montreal class Freighter, civilian. Often used to move up to 300 people between starbases and starships.