Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in I Loathe Space

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in I Loathe Space

Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in I Loathe Space
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Dradvia stood on the transporter pad of her transport ship and waited as the chief got the approval to send her over to her first posting - Wolverine. From the ports she’d peeked out, it certainly seemed to live up to its name. It looked dangerous. She had shuddered. She hated space flight. She didn’t want to be there. She had not really thought about that when she took the sponsorship to the Academy. That she would have to serve on a star ship. She hadn’t known what to do with herself after she’d been rescued, and the only bright spot in that dark time was her knack for nursing the others. Being able to ease their pain if not her own. It wasn’t like she had any family back on Risa that was waiting for her return.

She hated hurtling through endless space, not knowing where she was going. The sickening feel of a warp drive engaging, the panic of wondering what was next every time the engines stopped. The sound of boots outside her quarters as people walked by, especially if they were silent. She also hated being alone. Being alone in a room was always a prelude to another living horror.

Dradvia mentally shook herself, put on her winning smile and nodded as the chief engaged the transporter and she rematerialized on the Wolverine. “Welcome aboard Ensign. Your quarters are on this deck. Sickbay is two decks down, and the galley is one deck down.” The man checked a PaDD on his console, “Your checkins start in 20 minutes. Would you like me to show you the way?” He smiled at her.

D knew he was trying to be nice, but she couldn’t bring herself to accept the offer. “No thank you. I want to see if I can figure it out.” He nodded, she looked young, just out of the Academy. He remembered wanting to prove himself on his first ship too. He held the PaDD out to her. “Good luck En. You’ll do just fine,” he tried to reassure her. She took the PaDD with a soft thanks, hitched her duffle higher and then stepped out of the room. She glanced at the number for her quarters and matched it to her mental map she had committed to memory. She turned left and headed down the corridor.

As she walked she felt the ship begin to move. She dug her nails into her palm and reminded herself this was a safe ship, but still the feel of the engines seemed very close. She pressed the control to her quarters and stepped in long enough to put her bag down. She sighed. She’d hoped the size of the ship meant she’d have to bunk with someone, but no, it was a single. That was a problem for later. She turned quickly, leaving what was supposed to be her space and headed for the turbolift.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil felt… fear. There was a new presence on board and each time the ship began to move, that person became afraid. That person hated space flight. Heh, that was pretty funny actually. He knew she was close, probably in her quarters, but he didn’t expect to run into her as he approached the turbolift. “Afraid of space?” He asked as he walked up behind her.

~ Zoi

Dradvia whirled. She had heard someone approaching, but hadn’t expected to be addressed. Most people ignored ensigns. He was…huge, in her perspective. Not physically, but his aura of command, confidence, the rakishness, the rough edges, were huge and threatening to her. “No.” She clipped out. She wasn’t afraid of space, just the travel. But her posture stood erect, solid, daring him to contradict her, even as she wished to avoid a confrontation. Don’t let them see you afraid, don’t give them ammunition, don’t make them angry.

She forced her shoulders to relax, “Nerves. First assignment.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Uh-huh.” Sisnil looked at her disbelieving me. “I’m a Betazoid, buddy, you can’t fool me.” He looked her over. Risans were famously beautiful, this woman was no exception. But he was not one to be distracted by beauty. He gazed at her, “Afraid of… travel. Don’t like the sounds of the engine.” He watched her for a moment, “Relax, your secret’s safe with me. Not much point, or fun, in bullying little new officers.”

~ Zoi

She had grit that was for sure, but his mention that he was Betazoid caused a ping of care and sadness from some related memory. The lift arrived and she moved out of the way as someone got off and then she stepped on.

She shrugged. It was folly to show fear, it did no good. He didn’t know anything, and it was rude to listen to her thoughts anyway. It is none of my concern what you find amusing, Sir.” He was older than her, not by much she didn’t think. However his comment about little new officers made her think he was probably a higher ranking officer. He certainly carried himself with authority. “Besides, you look too tired to do anything.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer