The inside of the ship is just as stunning as the outside. Almost from the moment I step in an officers sends me straight down into the engine room. It's hot, sticky, and home. I still can't believe I'm here. I mentally squeal in delight before I go off and explore. I manage to bump into a lot of people. A lot
"Excuse me," I mumble again hitting another wandering person. That was the tenth one.
"Harder to get around than I imagined," I whisper under my breath.
"What was that?" A coworker turns around and faces me, probably thinking I asked her a question or something
"Oh nothing, just talking to myself," I laugh nervously in response. She shrugs and continue her route. I sigh heavily. Where am I suppose to go?
"All new recruits in the Engineering department head over to the Main Engineering quarters by the Cargo Dock. You will receive instructions from there," an overhead voice with a thick scottish accent can be heard throughout the ship. At least now I know where I am suppose to be headed.
Where the hell is the Main Engineering Wing again? I see several people heading down a pathway so I follow them. Everyone is also in red...why did they give me yellow? First day and I feel out of place. Perfect Ezri. Perfect. The man introduces himself as Scotty and he is our boss. He divides us into several work stations with the help from his little green alien who gives all the supplies that we need. Finally they came to my group.
"You," he points a pudgy finger at me. I give him a nervous glance.
"Yes?"
Scotty turns to his helper, "Give her a red dress," The alien salutes him before handing me a red dress that seemed to come out thin air.
"Thank you," I smile, turning to my left to go check up on the warp core like my team was suppose to. We are sent to check various points of the ship. There is a note on some tool boxes, it reads:
Hey yellow dress girl,
There are not enough people for the tool boxes, carry them to the warp core. Kelly and Andrew will meet you there.
Thanks you guys. Might as well get started.
Why do they give the smallest girl all the large tool boxes? My arms are beginning to shake. Is that normal? I'm not a doctor.
"Ah!" I hear myself scream when I trip over a loose wire, the boxes starting to tumble out of my clutches.
"Dah no!" I cry out, desperately trying to snatch them out of the air. I manage to keep ahold of two in time before I shut my eyes tight, bracing myself for the loud crash that is going to cause attention. There is a quiet pause. It takes me a moment to realize no crash. Taking a small and cautious breath, I slowly open one of my eyes, peeking ever so slightly. There is a boy standing in front of me holding the other two tool boxes. The first thing I notice is that he is grinning, not a smug grin, a helpful grin. His wild curly hair is messy and expected from a boy this young. He looks up at me with these adorable wide crystal blue, puppy dog eyes. His face reminds me a lot like a puppy actually; loveable, even if you just met them.
"I'm sorry, you almost dropped zees." He says in a Russian accent. I let out a giggle. There was something about accents from all the different people and species that I adore but it didn't help that he spoke one of my favorites from Earth consisting of: British, Irish, and Russian. I felt butterflies fly around in my torso before settling down.
"Yes I guess I would've if it weren't for you."
He blushes but shrugs.
"It waz nohing."
I smile again and for a moment, it feels as if it is just the two of us. There is something about him that I just reminds me of a lost child in a toy store: sligtly worried but is still curious about his surroundings.
"'ere let me help zou" He grabs a better hold of the tool boxes and asks where I'm headed. I respond that I'm heading over across the way to check up on the warp core. We start walking.
"So what's your name?" I ask curiously.
"Chekov. I'm the Navigator. I use to be ze head engineer " He answers rather seriously. "Wats your name?" He asks more softly.
"Ezri. I'm just a regular engineer, mister serious," I mimic his response in a joking tone while trying crossing my arms over my chest with a sly grin. I only get one hand in an odd position before I almost drop the tool boxes again. I fix my stance quickly before flashing an awkward grin. After a moment I get back my bearings. Chekov stares at me like I'm crazy and he is regretting helping me in the first place. I laugh nervously before continuing with the conversation, "How old are you Chekov?"
"Ninedeen, I'll turned ninedeen a couple of weeks ago."
"Nineteen? That's really young to be on the bridge. When the hell did you enroll? Why are you so smart?"
"Is zat a compliment?" He smirked.
"Well don't get all cocky now! I was just trying to be nice, I'm only a year older than you know mister prodigy."
"Zour twenty?" His eyes met mine in what looked a ball full of hope and wonder. I nodded as a response.
"Not the only young math and science wiz. Though this is my first assignment. I went into the academy when I was sixteen. I'll be turning 21 in 9 months or so. Am I rambling? " I raise my eyebrows in concern. I don't understand why I'm rambling I only do that when I'm nervous... I guess I was a little nervous getting a way around the ship and people still. Then suddenly we are at my station. "Well this is me." I say glumly. He was really fun company.
"Oh yes, here zou go." He places the tool boxes down next to mine.
"If zou ewer need 'elp come find me. Good luck! " He smiles sweetly before walking in the other direction. I wave goodbye to him and continue on with the warp core checkup. Nineteen. Hm.