I'm having trouble with undercurrents lately. I don't know if it was that damned jaunt back to the bad old days of commie hunting or what but I feel like I've been missing things. It could be having to fix Junction 403 twice a day for a month.

Is it wrong to feel offended every time some wet behind the ears ensign thinks he has a better fix for ( Read more... )

I suppose they could possibly have been nice enough. Honestly I have never had anything to do with time travel until now. But I’ve never had good results from debriefings. Even the friendly debriefings.

So I stonewalled them. It wasn’t hard.

“Could you tell us some more about the statue?”

“Is all in report.”

“Yes the report was very ( Read more... )

We're back. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see the inside of a turbolift in my entire life. Who would have thought it would have been as simple as putting the stupid figurine back together. Come to think of it I'm pretty sure we tried that. I guess we had to put it back together at the statue. Who the hell knows, I'm back in my own ( Read more... )

I watched the sun rise, feeling a knot of anxiety loosen in my gut as the sky lightened. Normally I can function as well at night as I do during the day. On a starship, or even on a communications buoy night shifts are much the same as day shifts and with my years of covert training actual night on a planet is just a different environmental ( Read more... )

Things have taken a turn. Not for the better. I had a couple of nice days of shore leave, managed to involve myself in a few refreshing bar fights and I think I was about to get an actual assignment aboard the ship when it all went wrong.

We appear to have been catapulted back in the past, somewhere on earth. Aunts and Uncles know why or how we ( Read more... )

The party was not so bad as Starfleet parties go. It does not compare to parties with my cousins but then few ever do, There was less loud music, less dancing and no brawls. All good parties have at least one brawl. That’s never the case with Starfleet parties, but then that’s why Starfleet parties are almost universally boring.

I have to say ( Read more... )

Lieutenant Svetlana Nadhezda Cherneshevsky reporting for duty."  I said formally as the door to the captain's ready room slid shut behind me.  She blinked, confusion clouding her otherwise authoritative features.  A small part of me found her confusion quite funny but I suppressed it.  This was not the pace such feelings and it would be bad to ( Read more... )

Just once I wish they would decide what to do with me before they write the orders. But no. Instead it is Svetlana go here. No Svetlana go there.

I suppose it would be too much to ask. Certainly it is too much to ask that they spell my name consistently. If not correctly then at least consistently.

Lieutenant Svetlana Nadhezda Cherneshevsky ( Read more... )

Lieutenant Svetlana Nadhezda Chernishevski ( Read more... )