Marlena was restless ( Read more... )

( Encrypted and password-protected )

[OOC - Marlena is ignorant, not tactless. She hasn't seen m!Bones' post.]An odd sort of wanderlust had taken hold of Marlena over the course of the past several weeks. She'd fallen into a daily routine, and she didn't like it. When her shift ended, she found herself seized by an urge to go somewhere she hadn't been yet. She nearly headed down ( Read more... )

( Phantoms of illusion and imagination )

She knew what it meant, but she couldn't do a thing ( Read more... )

Marlena's first evening back aboard the Enterprise after shore leave feels like her first aboard the ship, period. When she'd first arrived, she had had no possessions, and the bare quarters felt in no way like her quarters. The following day, she was unceremoniously thrown in the brig which, on reflection, wasn't so terribly less comfortable ( Read more... )