Ensign Haukea-Willow - We are all mad here.

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Aly Drolet

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Sep 7, 2023, 12:37:15 AM9/7/23

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OOC: Laughed and smiled while reading all the sims.

((Sannin VII - Cardassian Embassy - Corridor))

Haukea shifted from her position on the floor, turning her head so that she could see upward at Iru as she raised her head, biting her tongue with a wince, as one of her teammates grabbed at her again. Haukea on the other hand prepared herself for the change in position required for getting to her feet. Her only significant medical tactic was meditative deep breaths. She took several before rising to her feet at the exact moment Iru began yelling once again.

Head, eventually, somewhat cleared, Haukea had a strong inclination that it was going to be difficult to prove who started attacking who, not that it mattered. Nevertheless the Ensign lunged at the reporter the second the door she had been wrestling with opened.

Over time the erupting chaos, combined with the pressure in her head, gave way to an intense sense of deja vu; she had swapped bodies with someone, somewhere long before. The memory of the exact incident was hazy, buried under several feet of figurative rubble. What distracted her from investigating it further was a sudden cry from Ksivi-Sava in her own body. It appeared that Iru must have clipped the Ensign in the nose as red was running down onto their lip. To be more precise her lip. The injury appeared painful and Haukea knew full well that by the time they all switched back she would have to take an extremely grateful trip to sickbay in order to get it checked out by one attractive blonde doctor.

Willow (as Sherlock): You’re not getting away that easily.

Sherlock (as Ksivi-Sava): ::in a mocking Vulcan-like tone:: Your attempt at escape is illogical.

Iru: Pffft - you're one to talk. ::she threw an elbow.::

Haukea adjusted her stance. Planting her feet so that she could more easily pivot if necessary. Even if she was more aware, head clearer, it didn’t mean the pressure and sense of deja vu invading her consciousness was gone.

Willow (as Sherlock): You’re going to have to do better than that.

Ksivi-Sava: ::yelling, all the while waving at everybody in a sprawling gesture:: We all have to do better! We have to deal with this madness, because that’s what it is! Madness! Tell me you remember your mothers! Tell me with a straight face!

Her own mother, Mahina, meaning moon, which she was now considering thanks to Ksivi-Sava’s statement, was an extremely beautiful woman. She had long brown hair that curls into waves with little effort which matched her chocolate brown eyes. Mahina was caring, hardworking and…and…and…a whole lot of nothing, completely blank, Haukea was struggling to remember. Though she had fairly little time to, as Sherlock, using her new found Vulcan strength lifted Iru by her waist away from the door.

Sherlock (as Ksivi-Sava): ::to the real Ksivi-Sava while holding a flailing suspect:: Of course I remember my mother, she takes every chance she can to tell me how much she hates that I joined Starfleet.

Iru: Oh my g- ::she cut herself off. one shouldn’t enrage the crazy:: Put. Me. Down. ::her voice was low. which added to the hooded look her pointed and sunken appearance already had.::

Sherlock (as Ksivi-Sava): No! Not until you calm down.

Willow (as Sherlock): No. Put her down. Hands to yourself! ::tone much like that of a school teacher::

Ksivi-Sava (as Willow): Response

Sherlock (as Ksivi-Sava): ::pouting:: Fine, Lieutenant. I'll put her down.

Haukea held back a laugh at the absurdity of the display as Sherlock lowered Iru back to her feet. It had been like watching children refuse a direct order, yet giving in so as to not get in trouble.

Iru: You! Ugh!

Iru was clearly annoyed that her attempt at escape was sabotaged. However that didn’t dissuade her from continuing with her ‘interview’ as she pressed record on her reclaimed PADD.

Willow (as Sherlock): I told you we don’t consent to being recorded!