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USS Ogawa

Deck 8A: Turbolift

Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (co-Gamemaster) in Deck 8A: Turbolift

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Deck 8A: Turbolift

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Deck 8A: Turbolift
Finally, her double and a half shift was at an end. Zoi let out a long breath. Most of her day consisted of mental load, dealing with paperwork, shift changes, route changes, new protocols to implement from Star Fleet Command, and the planning sessions with her leadership teams to implement them soon on board. Her blond bunned hair was mildly askew and she looked like she desperately needed a few hours sleep.

Zoi took a few moments to tidy herself up before exiting her office on Deck 10. She never liked looking disheveled in front of her team and so she smiled politely and wished everyone a good shift before taking herself to the turbolift. Her bed was practically calling her name with the song of an alluring siren. Maybe, if she was lucky, Dira would rub her back.

On the turbolift was a young ensign with red on her uniform. Zoi might recognize Kehinde Anghelescu as one of the junior helmspersons. “Commander,” they said.

Her mind was a million miles away, thinking of the soft sheets and warm heavy blanket when the whole world around her shook violently, tossing the passengers around like ragdolls. The sound of metal crashing and concussive booms were so painful in their volume one would think they had been the focal point of the explosive decompression though thankfully they were not. Lights blinked rapidly as power surged and failed. They changed from bright white to the deep dark red of emergency power lighting.

Haven, CoS

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Anghelescu tried to brace themselves after they hit the side, but ended up toppling into Haven with a grunt. They pushed themselves off of the security chief. “I’m sorry, Commander. Are you alright?” they asked, checking themselves for signs of injuries.

The Ensign was light enough that the hit from them was not a problem in and of itself but it added weight to her own fall and she hit the back left side of her head and landing wrenched her neck. Zoi groaned in frustration more than pain though the pain was not insubstantial, as she lay on the floor, head against the side of the Turbolift.

=/\=Attention Decks 7, 8 and 9. Please be advised that non-essential power will be cut immediately to prevent further power surges. Take all precautions. That is for all of Decks 7, 8 and 9,=/\= GALEN’s voice said over the entire deck.

~Mischief Maker

She opened her eyes to look at the Ensign and found there were two of them. “Wow,” she said softly. “You have a twin!”

Wincing, she lifted a hand to try and touch the head injury. No blood but a knot was quickly growing and she sucked in a breathat it’s tenderness to the touch. Her brain wasn’t focusing on much else yet, feeling rattled and confused or she might be scared of how much danger they were in.

Haven, CoS

Haven, CoS

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