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Title: Just As Good
Author: Us!
'Verse: Star Trek XI
Claim/Characters/Pairing: RPS: Justin Barker/ Travis Pack
Rating: PG
Warnings: Uhm, none really. I mean,
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it.
Summary: They hated Beta shift. (aka. Justin and TPack aboard the Enterprise.)
Table/Prompt: Crossovers Table - Star Trek
They hated Beta shift. Well, they hated Gamma shift a little more, but Beta shift was pretty bad in its own right. Beta shift mean clean-up. It meant you missed all the excitement of running around helping. It meant you were probably in your room on the phone saying you goodbyes to your family while Alpha shift fixed all the problems.
Justin threw the hackysack in the air again. "This sucks."
"Yeah."
"Why are we never on Alpha when anything cool happens? I mean if there was an emergency, we're-"
"Just as good, blah blah blah." Travis went back to checking equations left behind by the engineers before them. Travis had no qualms with that. Justin, however, did. He wanted to be something, but coming from a family where drunken fights on the front lawn were more commonplace than a home-cooked meal and a hug, Travis could understand. Really. But, here they were, on board the USS Enterprise. The great flagship of the Starfleet. They were together, they shared a room. Shared a bed no less.
He'd be damned if he complained.
Travis flicked his eyes from his work to Justin. The brunet was writing the computer readings into the ship's logs. His face was drawn into a tight-lipped frown.
"Hey, you'll get into the action one day, dude. Don't worry, okay?"
Justin put the PADD down on the rickety desk and held the pen to his mouth. His ran his hand through his short hair. "Yeah, I know. It's just..."
The ship rocked from one side violently to the other. The lights instantly started flashing red accompanied by a blaring alarm.
Justin picked up his PADD and rushed to the screen. He grunted as he ran the usual diagnostic checks. "Everything reads normal."
Travis looked around as steam started hissing from somewhere in the room. He inched closer to Justin, hand blindly reaching out for him. "That's not good."
Out of nowhere, Mr. Scott and the rest of the missing shift appeared next to them and Justin's eyes widened. "And suddenly we're losing power. Massive drain on the engine's warp core. A dilithium crystal has failed, sir. The other's might follow." He scrambled to around, tapping screens and receiving nothing but a screeching noise in return.
Mr. Scott ripped the tablet out of Justin's hands. "What?" He started looking between the tablet and the screens, tapping just as fast. "No. No! Get the back up crystal." Justin took one step. "No! Let's figure out the problem first. Then see if it wastes it."
"Captain Kirk, report to the bridge", was shouted over the intercom, but barely heard over the hiss of steam of yelling of everyone.
Justin ran to get another tablet and started tapping through screens. As Travis rushed by to join the other engineers trying to get the steam to stop, he stopped and grabbed the sleeve of Justin's red shirt.
"Looks like you got your wish."
"Not now!" But Travis didn't miss the smile on his face as he rushed to help Mr. Scott.
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Yeah, I really know nothing about how the warp core/ anti-matter/matter engines work. I just know that dilithium crystals can get over taxed...So, don't fault me on this!
Author: Us!
'Verse: Star Trek XI
Claim/Characters/Pairing: RPS: Justin Barker/ Travis Pack
Rating: PG
Warnings: Uhm, none really. I mean,
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it.
Summary: They hated Beta shift. (aka. Justin and TPack aboard the Enterprise.)
Table/Prompt: Crossovers Table - Star Trek
They hated Beta shift. Well, they hated Gamma shift a little more, but Beta shift was pretty bad in its own right. Beta shift mean clean-up. It meant you missed all the excitement of running around helping. It meant you were probably in your room on the phone saying you goodbyes to your family while Alpha shift fixed all the problems.
Justin threw the hackysack in the air again. "This sucks."
"Yeah."
"Why are we never on Alpha when anything cool happens? I mean if there was an emergency, we're-"
"Just as good, blah blah blah." Travis went back to checking equations left behind by the engineers before them. Travis had no qualms with that. Justin, however, did. He wanted to be something, but coming from a family where drunken fights on the front lawn were more commonplace than a home-cooked meal and a hug, Travis could understand. Really. But, here they were, on board the USS Enterprise. The great flagship of the Starfleet. They were together, they shared a room. Shared a bed no less.
He'd be damned if he complained.
Travis flicked his eyes from his work to Justin. The brunet was writing the computer readings into the ship's logs. His face was drawn into a tight-lipped frown.
"Hey, you'll get into the action one day, dude. Don't worry, okay?"
Justin put the PADD down on the rickety desk and held the pen to his mouth. His ran his hand through his short hair. "Yeah, I know. It's just..."
The ship rocked from one side violently to the other. The lights instantly started flashing red accompanied by a blaring alarm.
Justin picked up his PADD and rushed to the screen. He grunted as he ran the usual diagnostic checks. "Everything reads normal."
Travis looked around as steam started hissing from somewhere in the room. He inched closer to Justin, hand blindly reaching out for him. "That's not good."
Out of nowhere, Mr. Scott and the rest of the missing shift appeared next to them and Justin's eyes widened. "And suddenly we're losing power. Massive drain on the engine's warp core. A dilithium crystal has failed, sir. The other's might follow." He scrambled to around, tapping screens and receiving nothing but a screeching noise in return.
Mr. Scott ripped the tablet out of Justin's hands. "What?" He started looking between the tablet and the screens, tapping just as fast. "No. No! Get the back up crystal." Justin took one step. "No! Let's figure out the problem first. Then see if it wastes it."
"Captain Kirk, report to the bridge", was shouted over the intercom, but barely heard over the hiss of steam of yelling of everyone.
Justin ran to get another tablet and started tapping through screens. As Travis rushed by to join the other engineers trying to get the steam to stop, he stopped and grabbed the sleeve of Justin's red shirt.
"Looks like you got your wish."
"Not now!" But Travis didn't miss the smile on his face as he rushed to help Mr. Scott.
--
Yeah, I really know nothing about how the warp core/ anti-matter/matter engines work. I just know that dilithium crystals can get over taxed...So, don't fault me on this!