Settling In

Posted on 03/15/2014 @ 6:55am by Lieutenant JG Kathleen Friedman Dr

Luckily I found my lodgings quite easily from the console just outside the Ember Lounge.  At first I thought that the rooms would be small but I am pleasantly surprised at the outlay; just a smidgen larger than my apartment back on earth. Small sleeping area with a bathroom attached, a slightly bigger room that doubles as a kitchen/living room/dining area. It will not take much time and effort to change the bedroom into a work area.

I am tired. After the sleepless days cooped up in a shuttle that was on the edge of exploding, the tense hours spent on searching fruitlessly for a way to escape, the elation when we were found and then the horrible fearful minutes caught in the boundary of the anomaly before we were beamed out. There was no way that I could have taken an hour or two to revert to my original state to catch some much needed rest. Believe me; it’s hard work keeping a form intact when a moment’s slip can mean isolation at best, death at the worst.

Enough of that. I am happy we all survived. Even though I deplore the way that some people celebrated our rescue. Really? Getting drunk? Why? When there are perfectly good imitation liquors available without getting soused. Maybe it’s just me, but getting drunk…that’s the surest way of losing control.

Colliding with Commander Riker… What the heck was I thinking? I am never that unaware of my surroundings! But still… The man looked absolutely yummy in his torn parisi clothes. My olfactory senses picked up on his scent; fresh and tangy, like the forests back home after rain.  I slapped myself mentally. Give it up, Kathleen! You know your secret have to stay just that: a secret! The surest way of being discovered, is getting involved with someone.  So stay away!

Better get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a big day. I have to inspect the labs where I will be working, meet the staff and maybe get some time to go on that promised tour. I mentally mark the items off my itinerary. Get information about the planetoid the ship is on its way to, send a request through to the Captain’s office to attend the briefing even though I wasn’t chosen for the landing team, make sure my project is save and ask to have it moved from storage to my room…

I was still thinking about everything I have to do when I felt myself relaxing, my natural fur appearing slowly while I curled up in a ball, my tail wrapping around my legs, when I drifted off to sleep.

 

 

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