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Bridge - Day 44 - private/unfinished

Jul 19, 2010 21:21

Despite the fact that the bridge of the Enterprise was really cool, often brimming with intelligent, brilliant people, and, quite likely, the best damn deck on the ship, a quiet shift there was the worst. At least other places, it was easier to slack off or find make-work projects. Or, better yet, just go bum around and see where help could be ( Read more... )

!nonmission post, location: bridge, character: leslie, timeline: day 44, character: phillips

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into_the_skies July 20 2010, 00:35:35 UTC

If he had to spend another hour staring blankly at the happily blinking little green readout indicating that they were perfectly on course and he wasn't really needed at all, he was actually going to lose it. They were going in a straight line. With absolutely no obstacles in their path. Why did he even need to be here at all?

The readout blinked. Adrian blinked back, and not for the first time contemplated learning to sleep with his eyes open.

The 'new message' icon popped up in the corner of his screen. He gave it a faintly surprised look and opened it, radiating an air of 'nope, no skiving here, just checking the course again...', and grinned inwardly.

As if you're any less bored than I am.

mostofteninred July 20 2010, 00:51:21 UTC

Endlessly amused both by how fast Adrian had replied and how not like replying he looked, Robert was quick to open the response. Quick, too, to purse his lips to hide his grin as he replied.

Not even Mr. Spock could find excitement here.

into_the_skies July 20 2010, 00:54:47 UTC

Adrian took a moment to bring up the main drive readouts so he could switch over to them quickly if anyone happened to walk past. Cover story taken care of, he set out replying to Les' message.

Guess we'll have to make our own excitement then ;)

mostofteninred July 20 2010, 01:00:59 UTC

Robert was distracted a moment replying to a legitimate message from Engineering. One of the little things he'd been working on had been passed to someone else, who apparently didn't have one sweet clue what she was doing. That sorted, he left the window open as if contemplating a response while he composed one for the pilot.

Think we'll get in trouble for purposely getting lost?

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