Shuttle Bay, Day 13 [open]
Gaila wasn't going to let herself get bored, even if most of the crew was off on an exciting mission that she hadn't been privy to. She was, however, stuck in the shuttle bay going over paperwork and diagrams and step-by-step procedures for the very serious matter of quarantining those folks who were returning. Damn Scotty for being Lt. Commander. Damn Scotty for not doing this crap himself.
Though her task was very important to the well-being of the crew and all, her mind was still putting stupid things in her head. Like images of that delicious blue shirt she'd brought back to her room last night. He did have some abs...
"Yeah, so, everybody...um...don't let the pollen get out. I've orders to impart to you the seriousness of this matter." But "everybody" wasn't where she was at the moment. She muttered the words to herself, practicing her responsible voice. If she herself didn't believe it, how could they?
Though her task was very important to the well-being of the crew and all, her mind was still putting stupid things in her head. Like images of that delicious blue shirt she'd brought back to her room last night. He did have some abs...
"Yeah, so, everybody...um...don't let the pollen get out. I've orders to impart to you the seriousness of this matter." But "everybody" wasn't where she was at the moment. She muttered the words to herself, practicing her responsible voice. If she herself didn't believe it, how could they?