Being someone else for a few days had grimly affected Dayna. There were the obvious consequences. For one thing, it hurt. Most of it she fortunately didn't remember, but what she could was excruciating. She also had a faint recollection of Vila assisting her, which mean that she would owe him a debt. Maybe by some miracle she would happen ( Read more... )

The sick bay hadn't seen this much activity in ages. A mysterious disease had begun to take hold of the station, symptoms not corresponding to any known diseases. The mutation into the specific DNA patterning of a young human female seemed especially strange, as it suggested that the infection (if it actually was an infection) was bio-engineered ( Read more... )

Yet another place. A failure to escape of monumental proportions, and if Spock permitted himself to be subject to those irritating and troublesome human emotions, then he would have likely felt embarrassment. Instead, he directed any energy into an entirely new series of experiments and escaped attempts ( Read more... )

Seven bustled around his room, scrounging for bits and bobs and such that he could take off to the laboratory, eagerly diving into unravelling this mystery of some entire universe that he had no idea about. Which, of course, would have been considerably easier with a TARDIS but the only TARDIS was the one belonging to his younger self and there ( Read more... )

Vila was running the bar tonight and things were off to a good start as far as nights go. It wasn't overly busy Vila had time to chat it up with customers and summarily ended up downing a few himself. Vila relished this place, his job, HELL he even liked Rimmer who wasn't the easiest person to get along with, not that Vila would tell the man he ( Read more... )

Restal's Rest Stop was officially open for business ( Read more... )

Vila had a good idea. An excellent idea, actually. Because Rimmer needed something to do, and if he didn't come up with something to do he would wind up on the lowest rung of the ladder, futzing about with station maintenance ( Read more... )

It was still perplexing Dayna that she hadn't found a way off the station yet. It was in fact very irritating. She knew that the Doctor was looking, but she had a feeling that he was going to take off and not come back. That's what she expected out of men like him, anyway. She was surprised that Avon had returned as often as he did ( Read more... )

Vila was exploring, languidly walking about the station, hands in his pockets. He seemed to have gotten use rather quickly to his place here. Of course, it wasn't as if he had gotten any kind of job or was trying to contribute to the society, he had just gotten here. But he was finding he liked it here, no one was trying to throw him out an airlock ( Read more... )

Dayna was surprised when she opened her eyes. It didn't matter what she saw, opening her eyes, realizing that she was alive was surprise enough. It should have been impossible. She could still feel the heat in her stomach from the rifle blast ( Read more... )