Starbase Epsilon-Day 33-Evening (Open to all who came on the Enterprise at the starbase)
David had walked by the karaoke bar that he'd seen a few times and even sung in once or twice in these last few days. It was full of people, many from the Enterprise, he noted. He'd watched from the doors for a while before walking away. Instead of lingering in a highly populated area he decided he needed to clear his head. He found an observation deck with a perfect view of the ship he was going to be serving on docked. The name was clear on the saucer section. He leaned against a wall watching the silver monolith's lights.
''Five years,'' he said under his breath.
He'd never been away from home for more than a year. And even then home had only been a shuttle's ride away. Sunny California was much more than a shuttle's drive away from him now. And it was about to get even further. The perpetual night, he thought, would be hard to get used to. The lack of beaches and oceans? That would be even worse.
But, despite his doubts, excitement also drove him. The farthest thing that had ever been on his mind growing up was to join Starfleet. He had no family in Starfleet. No one close to him had chosen the path. He'd seen the Academy and met people who went there, but had never considered the option for himself. His short stay at the Academy as a counselor had helped find what motivated people to join and, moreover, stay. Especially when they stayed in the face of such a traumatic event.
But he wasn't Academy bred. And though he had an idea of what to expect, he couldn't predict what it would be like up there.
He'd already shuttled most of his belongings over so he'd gotten a brief glance at the inside of his new home. All that remained was an overnight duffel and anxiety married with excitement about tomorrow.
''Five years,'' he said under his breath.
He'd never been away from home for more than a year. And even then home had only been a shuttle's ride away. Sunny California was much more than a shuttle's drive away from him now. And it was about to get even further. The perpetual night, he thought, would be hard to get used to. The lack of beaches and oceans? That would be even worse.
But, despite his doubts, excitement also drove him. The farthest thing that had ever been on his mind growing up was to join Starfleet. He had no family in Starfleet. No one close to him had chosen the path. He'd seen the Academy and met people who went there, but had never considered the option for himself. His short stay at the Academy as a counselor had helped find what motivated people to join and, moreover, stay. Especially when they stayed in the face of such a traumatic event.
But he wasn't Academy bred. And though he had an idea of what to expect, he couldn't predict what it would be like up there.
He'd already shuttled most of his belongings over so he'd gotten a brief glance at the inside of his new home. All that remained was an overnight duffel and anxiety married with excitement about tomorrow.