Just Another Engineer [[Open? If You Want It To Be]]

[ensgn_fletcher]

Kay straightened up, arching her back until there was an audible click and grimacing slightly. Scraping a wayward strand of hair that had escaped from its ponytail behind her ear, she reattached the control panel to the no-longer-faulty terminal and patted it affectionately, checking it was back in working order - ideally there'd be no more trouble

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[canadianbill]

Bill was now down to trying other people's communicators, to see whether maybe someone else had a better signal planetside. No luck. Jim was out of range. Bill disapproved.

The corridor was long and empty, and he didn't much feel like looking up. The deck was quite interesting enough for his purposes, and it wasn't as if he was going to -

- oof.

"Sorry," he gasped, blinking up at a young ensign completely unfamiliar to him. "Wasn't looking where I was going. You okay?"

[ensgn_fletcher]

Kay might have squeaked when she careered roughly into another solid body, knocking her right off balance. She caught herself on the wall and forced herself up again, looking apologetically to the man she'd collided with. She recognised him vaguely from various gatherings and so forth, but had never had any contact (literally or otherwise) with him until now.

Fine way to make a first impression...

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm sorry - it was my fault," she stammered, rubbing her arm where she'd battered it against the wall. She'd been completely in a world of her own - daydreaming about hot showers will do that to a person. "I can't seem to walk in a straight line."

[canadianbill]

"Wasn't your fault," Bill assured her, hastily, with a lopsided smile. "I was too busy staring at the floor, as usual."

He tilted his head, looking at her curiously. "Sorry, I don't think we've met? I'm Bill Shatner." He held out his hand.

[ensgn_fletcher]

"Kay, Kay Fletcher." She took his offered hand and shook it warmly, returning the smile and immediately feeling inexplicably more at ease. "I've seen you around here and there - it's nice to finally talk to you." She knew, of course, about the displaced persons that were appearing all over place recently and knew that he was one of them, but that was about the extent of her knowledge on the matter - Kay generally kept herself to herself, and so hadn't gleaned much further information.

She glanced over her shoulder in the direction he'd been hurrying in. "I'm not holding you up, am I? You looked like you were in a rush."