Posted by Lieutenant Cara Esmé O’Farrell (Counselor / Education Specialist) in I’m Not Lost, I’m…Exploring…Yeah Exploring

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in I’m Not Lost, I’m…Exploring…Yeah Exploring

Posted by Lieutenant Cara Esmé O’Farrell (Counselor / Education Specialist) in I’m Not Lost, I’m…Exploring…Yeah Exploring
Two weeks Cara had been onboard. She could now make it with minimal error from her quarters to her office, from her office to primary sickbay, and from her office to the bridge without getting lost. As long as she went the same way every time, and that simply would not do. So armed with a list of places that she felt, duty wise, she needed to know how to get there, and Gravel’s explanation of how the sections fit together and were identified and labelled she left her quarters. She turned left, instead of right, away from Gravel’s quarters and the lift she usually used, and got herself well and truly turned on deck 4 then found the nearest lift and took it to Deck 11. She stepped off the lift, out of the way and looked around. Her offices were on the curve of the outside hull port side. Now she just had to figure out if she was facing the bow or aft of the ship. Oh and if she had taken an interior or exterior lift.

She looked around to get her bearings, she was at the NCO quarters. Guest Quarters were right before her office, she knew that much, she passed them everyday. She turned right and began to walk, taking note of what she passed, and making a full circuit of the circular corridor she had stepped out on and no office. So an interior corridor, which she had surmised with the way the connecting corridors angled out, but Cara never took that for granted. She began walking again, this time taking the first connecting corridor…

Noticed by a security officer on patrol who began to follow her, Cara sighed. Lost she might be, oblivious she was not. She stopped and turned, “I’m no lost Crewman. I’m just takin’ a walk.”

O’Farrell, CNS

“Of course, Lieutenant. I was just wondering if you needed any… uh… assistance… on making your walk… um… more… uh… destination-centric, is all.” the Security officer stammered.

Security NE

Cara turned a dazzling smile on him. “I have no destination in mind, Lad. Yer so sweet ta offer, though. I’m just explorin’. Atlantis is big, and I thought I might spend the day seeing it all.” And then Cara, still planning to find her office continued on her way. She laughed silently to herself. Let him chew on that for awhile. After a few minutes she encountered a dead end. The opposite side of the back wall of the counseling suite, or that’s what she thought it was. She turned down another of those connecting corridors to go around, but at some point turned the wrong way and ended back near the NCO quarters. Well at least she found the turbolift again.

O’Farrell, CNS

Or a turbolift. This one was currently not in service, as the large ‘Out Of Service’ holo stated.

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