((Starbase 118 - Habitat - Alora’s Quarters))
Alora’s eyes popped open. From her vantage point, she could see...the floor. Oh, she was still on the floor. Pushing herself up, Alora got to her feet and glanced around. Yep, she’d spent all night on the floor. Sighing, she stretched, then groaned as her body wasn’t particularly happy about the harder surface, but she’d slept on worse. Otherwise, she felt good. Really good. That was the other side of that. She always felt better after either it passed or she stopped the episode. Since she’d been on the injections, she hadn’t had one - if she was careful to take it regularly. Usually, she had her alarm, but she’d never thought she’d sleep through it. Off handedly, Alora wondered if anything had changed. Probably not - or if it had, not much that most people, if anyone, would have noticed.
Alora crossed over to the bathroom and peered at herself in the mirror. Leaning in, her eyes roamed over her face, seeking for any tell tale sign. Had anything in her skin changed? Any tiny, minute detail that had shifted because of it? Bit by bit, inch by inch, she couldn’t detect anything, so any changes were so small, they weren’t seen with the naked eye. That done, Alora set about getting ready for the day. She’d gotten nice that her babies and companion were en route. Gosh, it had been a year. She’d be so glad to see them.
Sliding out of her clothes, Alora took a quick sonic shower, then redressed. So, shore leave was still in effect. That didn’t mean that Alora necessarily didn’t look at work, but she would take a little more time for leisure. First thing, it was probably best to check her messages.
There wasn’t much. Alora took a few minutes to answer some personal letters, but official messages were few at the moment. There was a note stating that she would receive a refill for her injections in a few days, which was good. She definitely didn’t want to run out of those. There was one message, however, from another officer on the base.
Opening it, Alora took a moment to read, then grinned broadly. Why that sounded fun! She didn’t know Ensign Glover very well, but she was glad he thought of her. This was just the sort of thing for her! Unfortunately, Alora didn’t have any costumes. Fortunately, holodecks would provide that for her. Oh yes, she was not going to miss this.
Jumping up, Alora started for the door, then paused. Yes, best to take one with her. Most likely, she’d make it back to her room - and she’d be sure to do so, but there was also the idea that she just didn’t want to take any chances. Swiping the hypospray and tucking it away. Alora hurried out the door and toward the holodeck.
-- Lt. Cmdr. Alora DeVeau Science Officer Starbase 118 Ops M239008AD0