Scotty managed to get together the requested cat food fairly easily (and early); that was a matter of using scraps and turning it into a stew of its own gravy, then individually sealing each container.  Then, still early, he got the note from Mister Nimoy; luckily, he was still in the galley.  Given that it was his day off, though, he didn't mind ( Read more... )

( To: Chief Engineer Scott )

By the time they made it back to the hostel room, Scotty was pretty much exhausted beyond any description.

He had fallen quiet in the cab, leaning his head over against the window and almost drifting off, while the unconscious older Scott was laying across his and Harold's laps, and as Harold was doing something or another with the PADD.  ( Read more... )

Fishing on the sea shore was virtually impossible for any number of reasons; the biggest being, of course, that they had several seriously pissed off dockhands who would probably have an eye out for them.  But another reason was that it was too busy and bustling for any such thing, and therefore any attempt at fishing would have to be made ( Read more... )

It wasn't particularly pleasant to spend your first moments of the morning worshipping a toilet.

It was even less pleasant when you knew that you wouldn't even be able to stomach a proper cup of coffee, and still had to go to work.

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The night watches on the Enterprise were surprisingly quiet, and that had left Scotty to mostly work unaccosted and uninterrupted. It was a bit more tricky without some kind of repair list, but he'd kept himself busy. All the minor, silly things that weren't critical. Well, and shower sabotage, but that was more for the sake of principle than ( Read more... )

Ensign Jessep was not exactly in love with his assignment.  He didn't mind being a security officer, even knowing the dangers of the profession -- it meant that he got to play with really cool guns, for one, stuff the regular personnel didn't get to play with.  He also got to see the most off-ship time.  And, on top of those things, he got hazard ( Read more... )

Yet again, everyone on the USS Enterprise was in motion.  It seemed like most of their time recently was spent in that constant state of alert.  Lieutenant Uhura gathered together all of the notes, equations and formulas that had enabled the first transport bringing Scott and McCoy home, then transmitted them compressed on a tight beam subspace ( Read more... )

After the meeting with his own Captain Kirk -- a meeting he enjoyed about as much as he would enjoy having his body dragged over broken glass -- he retreated back to his quarters.  Now that internal sensors were online, and external sensors were as good as they could get without a visit to drydock, and with transporters returned, he had just about ( Read more... )

    So I assumed a double part, and cried
    And heard another's voice cry: 'What! are you here ( Read more... )