Midnight Snack, part 3

Posted on Fri Mar 19th, 2010 @ 10:13pm by Commodore Samantha York & Commander John Sheridan & Lieutenant Lorne Jaxara

718 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: What Lies Beneath?
Location: Lounge
Timeline: Current

ON

[OLD]

Suzette felt her whole body turn red. She was never noticed -- unless it was to mock her. She glanced nervously at the man, then, noticing that the dog was now on a leash, hurried sideways to the door. As it slid open, she folded around it and disappeared down the corridor.

[NEW]

Lorne stumbled towards the doorway, tripped over one of the vole carcasses, and finally snapped out of his trance.

"That lady..." Lorne muttered.

"Yeah, yeah Chief. We know. You could fold her into a paper airplane, and she'd actually fly. You going to help us with this work, or not?" One of the Ensigns muttered.

Lorne was out the door.

"Shouldn't have given him the option, Daniels."

"Shut up." The First Ensign retorted.

Suzette was waiting impatiently at the turbolift. It had been a stressful break and she wanted the peace of being back on the bridge for the rest of her ship. She was going to seriously rethink going to the lounge again. Even late at night it was just too weird for her.

Lorne cautiously, and quietly walked up behind her. "Uh... how... do you... do that?" Lorne asked, still amazed by the two dimensional woman.

Suzette spun around, something she had never done before, to her recollection. She looked more like a tube than the flat paper doll she usually resembled. "What?"

"How... do you..." Lorne shook his head. "How do you... exist here? It's kind of amazing to watch."

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The boxer was on the leash now, its end held by Riven Dreral who was getting yelled at by Ted for letting that thing loose again. The ghezoons were huge and Ted was beyond angry now. He was livid. He needed someone or something to take it out on and that unlucky someone was Riven.

Ted walked over to one of the ensigns. "Do you guys think you could get this pest problem under control? My kids' dachshund is going to have a field day with these things. I don't need complaints from the commander about Frankie chewing up the conduits in an effort to get to these things." The miniature dachshund was as small as the ghezoons themselves, and often thought he was a much bigger dog.

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Suzette watched the other officer with mild trepidation. "My home is... different than this one. I came through a temporal rift. I have managed to exist, if I am very careful. I do not know how."

"I haven't introduced myself." Lorne said. "Lorne Jaxara, Chief Security Officer."

"Suzette de Fresa. Science," she replied softly.

"I am just curious..." Lorne started, in unfamiliar territory. "would you..." He stuttered slightly, "would you like to have dinner sometime?"

A myriad of emotions flickered across her face. To have dinner with someone... like a 3D person. It would be nice. But... "I don't eat much. A muffin, or a small piece of fruit..." her voice trailed off, waiting for him to give her a strange look and leave.

Lorne shrugged. "Not the point."

She looked at him curiously. "What is the point?"

Lorne smiled. "Taking a chance. Trying something different. And maybe finding something you didn't think to look for."

His answer puzzled her. And intrigued her. "An enigma, then." She looked up at him. "It sounds interesting."

Lorne looked down. "Enigma is one word for it."

Suzette tipped her head to one side. The answer could not possibly be what she thought it was. "And another?" she asked instead.

Lorne shook his head. "Sorry, your answer reminded me of someone, that's all."

"I'm sorry," she replied apologetically. She didn't want to bother him with memories of someone else. The turbolift stopped in front of her and the doors opened. Suzette looked at Lorne and bowed slightly before she stepped onto the lift.

She continued to watch him; a sad, wistful expression in her eyes as the doors closed and the lift resumed its journey to the bridge.

OFF

Lieutenant Lorne Jaxara
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
USS Orion

Ted Turner
Lounge Manager
USS Orion

John Sheridan
Executive Officer
USS Orion

Riven Dreral (NPC)
Waiter
USS Orion

Suzette de Fresa (NPC)
Science Officer
USS Orion

Ensign Daniel Daniels (NPC)
Security Officer
USS Orion

Roni (NPC)
Dog
USS Orion

Williams, Jacobs (NPCs)
Security OFficers
USS Orion

 

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