((Interior of "The Lid" Reactor Dome, Moon Sigma))
Rurat'dari glanced out at the chasm, the plasma at the bottom having claimed lives already. She was sure she wouldn't get affected by both forms of radiation, but the blisters that were starting to form on her reptilian skin began to prove otherwise.
oO It'll go away eventually. Oo
This research was fascinating, and 'Dari didn't care about the risk.
She wanted the reward.
There was nothing more emotionally rewarding than this - except when she managed to steal some feminine makeup from one of the Vorta, and shed the masculinity she was born into, at least for an hour.
She grimaced as she saw another person fall into the chasm, but she kept working.
As long as she pleased who she needed to, she would get what she wanted.
oO One day I hope to lead my own science projects. Without the Tholians and Sheliak lingering over my head. Oo
She'd be able to do her own thing eventually, right? And acquire her own required nutrients?
That could be her next project.
As her internal monologue faded, she heard a voice near the entrance of the dome - or rather, four.
oO Who are these people? What do they think they're doing? Oo
She waited an uncounted amount of time before she saw them.
Starfleet uniforms.
Her people had been at war with the so-called Federation for decades, how could she ever accept their help?
Not that she needed it anyway.
Rurat'dari: Who are you?
Her voice was laced with hostility.
Wren/Shortrith/O’Connor/T’Fearne: Response
Rurat'dari: What are you doing here?
Wren/Shortrith/O’Connor/T’Fearne: Response
'Dari glared at them. How dare they disrupt her work?
Rurat'dari: Why? What's the point?
Wren/Shortrith/O’Connor/T’Fearne: Response
[Tags/TBC]Rurat'dari
Scientist
The Lid
As Simmed By
Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith, MD
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Ronin
They/Them (Player and character)
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