Post by mahfugginfitz on Dec 16, 2013 13:05:58 GMT
"Commanding Officer's Personal Log, Stardate 91545.55, 2100 hours."
The sound of boots being flung across a very small room and bouncing first against the walls, then the floor.
“This ship felt small when it was only the shakedown crew aboard. Now that we've our redshirts and the Romulan pilots we picked up from Starbase 39 it's damn near claustrophobic. Doctor Jhyhl outdid himself in keeping everyone calm through the opening suite of inoculations. He tells me my opening address got a few--”
A grunt, then a creak, as of a new mattress being broken in for the first time.
“-- chuckles out of everyone, which I'm choosing to believe is a good sign. I asked Coy to handle the guided tour, figuring that it's her baby and she'd like to show off a bit. She probably thought I was just avoiding the job. She has this--”
A click, of a lamp being switched off.
“-- amazing ability to roll her eyes without actually rolling her eyes, but everyone survived the orientation so I'm letting her off the hook this time."
A relaxed sigh.
"The 2.5ccs of triptacedrine the doc gave me is starting to kick in. Hopefully no one will need me --"
Knuckles rapping against an alloy bedframe.
"-- until we debark for Starbase 332 tomorrow morning, It'll be hard enough getting any sleep with all the active crew running around just outside.”
Another sigh, resigned.
“Computer, set alarm for 0600 hours. End log.”
The sound of boots being flung across a very small room and bouncing first against the walls, then the floor.
“This ship felt small when it was only the shakedown crew aboard. Now that we've our redshirts and the Romulan pilots we picked up from Starbase 39 it's damn near claustrophobic. Doctor Jhyhl outdid himself in keeping everyone calm through the opening suite of inoculations. He tells me my opening address got a few--”
A grunt, then a creak, as of a new mattress being broken in for the first time.
“-- chuckles out of everyone, which I'm choosing to believe is a good sign. I asked Coy to handle the guided tour, figuring that it's her baby and she'd like to show off a bit. She probably thought I was just avoiding the job. She has this--”
A click, of a lamp being switched off.
“-- amazing ability to roll her eyes without actually rolling her eyes, but everyone survived the orientation so I'm letting her off the hook this time."
A relaxed sigh.
"The 2.5ccs of triptacedrine the doc gave me is starting to kick in. Hopefully no one will need me --"
Knuckles rapping against an alloy bedframe.
"-- until we debark for Starbase 332 tomorrow morning, It'll be hard enough getting any sleep with all the active crew running around just outside.”
Another sigh, resigned.
“Computer, set alarm for 0600 hours. End log.”