[USS Falcon] The Start of Peace - Emma's Perspective
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LTCMDR Siobhan MacCristen
May 20, 2010, 7:38:03 PM5/20/10
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A Post By Lieutenant Commander Siobhan MacCristen
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Emma stayed hidden behind a seat in the Gryphon, but the sizzle of phasers and disruptors, the screams and shouts of the combatants, and unfamiliar smells were pervasive and suffocating. Until now, it had all been a game to her. She�d never dreamed it would be so scary. The Gryphon rumbled as repeated blasts from the fighters struck the ground around them. She heard her dad shout at Mac and peeked around the seat, hoping to see the familiar blonde hair and ready smile run through the opening. But all she saw was chaos. Tears welled in her eyes, but she swallowed them back. She�d be brave for them; she�d show them she wasn�t a snotty little kid.
Emma�s eyes swept the floor then the open locker and saw tools. She jumped towards something that looked like a wrench and grabbed it, then scrambled back to her place behind the seat. She hefted it in her hand, adjusting to the weight of it. �Just let one of those old mean Breens come in here,� she growled. �I�ll bonk him on the head.�
Location: Planetside
Timeline:
Tag: None
Emma stayed hidden behind a seat in the Gryphon, but the sizzle of phasers and disruptors, the screams and shouts of the combatants, and unfamiliar smells were pervasive and suffocating. Until now, it had all been a game to her. She�d never dreamed it would be so scary. The Gryphon rumbled as repeated blasts from the fighters struck the ground around them. She heard her dad shout at Mac and peeked around the seat, hoping to see the familiar blonde hair and ready smile run through the opening. But all she saw was chaos. Tears welled in her eyes, but she swallowed them back. She�d be brave for them; she�d show them she wasn�t a snotty little kid.
Emma�s eyes swept the floor then the open locker and saw tools. She jumped towards something that looked like a wrench and grabbed it, then scrambled back to her place behind the seat. She hefted it in her hand, adjusting to the weight of it. �Just let one of those old mean Breens come in here,� she growled. �I�ll bonk him on the head.�
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