[Juneau] Ensign Sera - Break a Leg
Hope Forster
((Shuttle Dengali/Deck 2 – XO Office – USS Juneau))
OOC – I know that currently Qinn appears to have been beamed to sick bay after the away
mission. This will occur after she’s medically cleared so my post makes SOME sense. Please be gentle, I'm delicate and feeling vulnerable 😉
Sera sat placidly in the jump seat that she had ‘claimed’ for the duration of her journey to USS Juneau. She had been quiet for most of the tedious voyage, preferring to listen and observe as she found herself yet again in a setting where she was…unsure. Not wanting to broadcast such naggingly illogical uncertainty, she pulled out the small data padd out of a side pocket on her pants to review, yet again, the ship schematics.
The last few weeks had been chaotic if she were truly honest. The security of routine that Starfleet Academy had offered was no longer there.
oOKadiith.Oo <<what is, is.>>
After her final examination, Sera had requested immediate assignment as she was not inclined to endure any “down time.” She did not think that her duty assignment would come through as swiftly as it did, however.
So that was how Sera found herself as a ‘stand-by’ passenger on the cargo shuttle “Dengali,” currently enroute to USS Juneau. The pilot suddenly called out over his shoulder to the only passenger on their shuttle.
Nikau (pilot): Oy! We’re comin’ out of warp and will arrive…uh…presently!
Carver (co-pilot): Presently?! Who says presently?!
Nikau: ::whispering:: I don’t know exactly how long! These Vulcans are sticklers for numbers.
Sera took a slow cleansing breath and closed her eyes as she returned the padd back to the pocket she had just pulled it from. Oh yes…a stickler for numbers. She had excellent hearing too but deigned to not comment on the fact that she could hear their entire hushed conversation.
While her eyes were closed, she felt the ship shift out of warp, secretly basking in the physical sensation of the inertial dampeners kicking in. Despite feeling that stomach dropping sensation numerous times since leaving Vulcan, Sera never tired of it.
Nikau hailed the ship and began engaging with Quarterdeck officer on duty requesting permission to dock. Knowing the two crewmembers would be busy and less likely to pepper her with questions she had no desire to answer, Sera got up from her seat and walked to the front of the shuttle and looked over the heads of the pilot and co-pilot at the vessel taking up the entire field of vision.
USS Juneau. Her first duty assignment…her new home. Sera took it all in, committing the sight to her memory. It was a momentous occasion; a culmination of 4+ years of study. Turning back around, Sera weaved through the narrow walkway created from stacked cargo crates back to her jump seat, slid her hand into the straps of seabag, and patiently waited for the order to disembark.
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Slinging her seabag over her shoulder, Sera stepped out of the shuttle onto the decking of the USS Juneau. She took in the mild vibrations through the soles of her boots for a moment, familiarizing herself with the feeling.
Carter: Good luck, Ensign!
Nikau: Oh yah, break a leg!
Carter: ::whispering:: you just told a Vulcan to break a leg?! What rock did you crawl out from under?!
Sera looked over her shoulder and raised a brow in confusion but nodded to the pair as that would appear to be the correct action based on her previous observations of human conversations.
She walked away from the two who were still bickering to one another, and strode purposefully ahead towards her next assignment, report to the XO.
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Sera walked up to a computer panel and asked the location of the Executive Officer.
Computer: Lieutenant Commander Qinn is currently located on Deck 2, First Officer’s Office. Do you require directions?
Sera: Negative.
Sera adjusted her seabag on her shoulder and headed off in the direction of the turbolift.
Sera: Deck 2.
She heard the chime and felt the lift speed away to its destination before slowing to a stop. The turbolift doors opened at her requested destination and she stepped through the doorway onto Deck 2. Reaching into another pocket with her free hand, Sera removed the data padd that contained her transfer orders as she walked to the XO’s office door. Setting her bag down, Sera pressed the chime and waited patiently for a response.
Qinn: Response
The door hissed open, and Sera quickly retrieved her seabag from the deck and walked into the room. A slim built, brunette female sat behind their desk.
Sera walked in smartly and stopped at a point three paces in front of the XO’s desk and quickly dropped her bag to her side and came to attention.
Sera: Lieutenant Commander Qinn. Ensign Sera, reporting as ordered.
Qinn: Response
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Ensign Sera
Engineering Officer
USS Juneau, NX-99801