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Post by Christine Chapel on Aug 27, 2009 17:44:39 GMT -6
It had been a particularly long day today, a long day for Chris at least sitting in Sickbay with McCoy no one really was hurt or sick so the day seemed to drag on like most days filled with writing reports and talking, counting down the hours to counting down the minutes for the day to be over. Chris had left a full half hour prior to this very moment, most of the crew was off by now so she herself decided to bring herself to the rec room at least that was where everyone else was.
Although Christine didn't really enjoy the company of 'people' she did have a select few friends including the doctor, and nyota uhura. Entering it was just as she had expected a packed rec room full of people and just as always as she entered the conversations continued on. Chris was actually happy she wasn't like the Captain or even Spock in which if she entered a room everything would fall silent she enjoyed being practically invisible.
Sitting down at a spare table she sorta sat there doing nothing, she didn't have anyone to chat with and it wasn't like anyone was interested in her at the moment, so she decided to just sit and wait for one of her few friends to come over and talk with her. |
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Post by LT. Nyota Uhura on Aug 29, 2009 6:09:33 GMT -6
LT Uhura had entered the rec room before Christina, a frown upon her face as idle, mindless chatter continued to stir. A few folks stopped their conversations and glanced in her direction. Some were women who looked at her in disgust, wondering how on Earth she could love a Vulcan. Others still smiled in memory of the time Spock let the head of security, LT Todd, into his chambers...while she was nude except for a teensy terry cloth towel. And even still men appreciated her rather lecherously before she shot them an evil eye and they sputtered into their drinks, returning to whatever conversation they'd been having.
Once she was settled she looked up to see her dear friend Dr Chapel enter the room. She recieved 0 stares...must be nice. Uhura scoffed at her jealousy of being invisible and attempted to wave the girl over. When she didn't see and join her, Uhura herself rose above the crowd - she was an amazonian goddess when it came to height and her exotic beauty- and joined Chris at her tbale, a cup of coffee clutched in her caramel fist.
"Hello love" she said cheerfully, in her velvety voice. A voice that had come across intercoms intergalactically in almost any language imaginable in the universe.
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