OOC: Open tags for anyone that has capacity :).
((Main Engineering, Deck 11, USS Octavia E. Butler))
Josh leaned his back against the wall just outside his office, taking a break from the never-ceasing pile of PADDs. He had managed to get out of Sickbay after sufficient rest; not making any promises about avoiding solo repairs but at least vowing not to be reckless —a satisfactory compromise.
But was that the cause, recklessness? He closed his eyes and tried to play back the fuzzy scene...
He remembered he was on Deck 15, investigating some sort of anomaly detected during a routine Level 4 diagnostic of the waste systems. His brows furrowed as he pushed his brain harder. The computer hadn't yielded what the problem was, so he took it upon himself to investigate.
He'd made it into the Jefferies tube, started scanning with his tricorder… and then ended up in Sickbay. There were too many questions:
He opened his eyes and stared at the swirling plasma. The hum of the technology, interrupted by intermittent console beeps as staff interacted with the consoles, helped soothe and clear his mind.
He was lost in thought when a voice broke through his reverie.
Anyone: Response
Herrick: (startled) Oh… hi. Just lost my thoughts.
Anyone: Response
Herrick: Have you noticed anything strange with the computer lately?
Anyone: Response
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Lieutenant JG Josh Herrick
Acting Chief Engineer
USS Octavia E. Butler
O240005JH3
he/him/his (player/character)