Better than worse [ open ]

[phonologic]

[ Engrossed in her work, Nyota is a little surprised when another officer in red appears next to her station with a look of anticipation. Right, shift change. Caught up in the frenzy of monitoring the Captain and First officer on their suicide mission when they beamed aboard the Narada, keeping Command posted on their status and coordinating the communication between varying departments on the ship was adequate enough of a distraction to help her lose track of time. She’s probably been sitting on the bridge for well over two shifts, but in the relief of their successful escape and in the interest of getting back to land as quickly as possible despite loss of warp capabilities no one seems to be eager to leave their stations.

She can’t bring herself turn down the offer when her relief was already here, so instead of being stubborn she removes her earpiece and makes her way off the bridge with a glance back at the science station as she passes it. She resists her urge to say anything, convincing herself its for her own sake, and continues on her way to the nearest rec room.

Replicated coffee is like ambrosia to her now that she’s allowing herself to be exhausted. The events of the day have taken their toll on her mentally and emotionally but now’s not the time to let herself become overwhelmed. Sitting in the barren rec room and sipping her coffee is enough for the time being ]