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Back to normal...
Well, the Captain has returned from Deep Space Nine, Commander Riker's returned from Risa, and it looks like everything's getting back to normal, except for Data's absence ( Read more... ) -
Alone time
*Geordi has finished with his shift, and retired to his quarters. After showering, and changing into his pajamas, he climbs into bed ( Read more... ) -
Okay so...
Things are getting better. Been talking to Counselour Troi dutifully for the past 3 weeks. Though I'm still a little wary about myself, Deanna thinks I'm doing fine. I've been gradually getting back to my normal work speed, and I've managed to finish up a few projects that I had been in the process of completing when all of this happened. So I' ( Read more... ) -
Musings...
Man, it's been awhile since I've had some time to myself. Since the lizard incident and more recent, ah, situations, I've been working doubletime with the Engineering team to make sure the ship's engines, facilities, and warp core are working properly. It took a while to do, but it looks like things are back to normal...or whatever normal is ( Read more... ) -
Pet Peeve
*sits at his desk in his office thinking of the million and two times he's been called by the person in charge of the bridge to make a report just as things are extremely busy in engineering and taking the few seconds to report on his progress has occasionally made things very dicey in Engineering ( Read more... ) -
Junk is in the eye of the beholder
*arranges parts on top of a coffee table in Data's quarters on the NX. Looks at them and realizes they resemble either a huge 3 dimensional jigsaw puzzle, or just a pile of junk ( Read more... ) -
No room in the inn
*has finished talking to Captain Archer and has been graciously permitted to roam around the ship free accept for known blocked off areas ( Read more... ) -
Captain O Captain
ooc: an hour after Data leaves Cargo Bay 2 ( Read more... ) -
Swing low sweet Shuttlecraft!
*has been in the brig area for 2 days, no one coming to check on it*
*sits at a table with crewman J. Blackquester, who works in Environmental Services, playing a game of cribbage*
I'm glad Hoshi was released to her quarters, but I'm beginning to wonder if that Foster fellow who ordered people to look for me has forgotten all about me. -
Hoping against Hope
from here
*gets out of the crawl space, approaches the brig carefully*
*figures out how to get in, opens the door and closes self inside.*