08-21-2023, 11:46 PM
Lucy liked the Science Complex of the Artemis. All the equipment you could need for almost every discipline of science and the room to work pretty much undisturbed. With the comm badge system it was next to impossible to get lost. Getting to know her fellow officers in the Science Complex wasn’t so easy. Each scientific substrata had its own clique. She’d come across this at the Academy. The bonus of being in the field was that when it mattered, they all came together.
The uniform fit well even if Lucy was ditching the comfort blanket of a larger sized uniform. Her concerns about her appearance causing a distraction were obviously unfounded, of course nobody risked the wrath of Captain Crawford. There was a very special Hell set aside that kind of person and rumor had it that the Captain knew where is was. The standard uniform wasn’t intentionally designed to arouse illicit feelings, as long as the cut was sensible.
It was an issue of form versus function. Long as she couldn’t rip it by moving in a way that placed undue stress on the fabric, she was safe. She’d worked on making sure she had full range of movement during shoreleave. It had helped pass the time and was rather educational. Lucy knew that certain uniforms throughout the history of Starfleet had caused comment including two worn by her hero Seven of Nine as she integrated into the crew of the Voyager.
The recall hadn’t been a shock. You never really knew when a recall could be issued, shoreleave had been entertaining enough, up to a point. Lucy felt it was best not to speculate on where they were headed next. She was going over a revised version of the new Away Team packing list. It covered the essentials and kept the carry weight manageable. She’d even included a scrunchie. Alice bands were okay, just not her. Keeping that mane of copper under control when needed was an effort, but she’d manage.
Lucy gave the list one last go over before setting aside and waiting to see who turned up or if a general call went out for a meeting. The CSO’s office was unoccupied. Hopefully the Captain could find somebody sensible to fill the role. It certainly wasn’t a given. She hoped she could cope with whoever it was. She wasn’t ready for that kind of responsibility.
I’d like to learn to walk before I have to run.
The uniform fit well even if Lucy was ditching the comfort blanket of a larger sized uniform. Her concerns about her appearance causing a distraction were obviously unfounded, of course nobody risked the wrath of Captain Crawford. There was a very special Hell set aside that kind of person and rumor had it that the Captain knew where is was. The standard uniform wasn’t intentionally designed to arouse illicit feelings, as long as the cut was sensible.
It was an issue of form versus function. Long as she couldn’t rip it by moving in a way that placed undue stress on the fabric, she was safe. She’d worked on making sure she had full range of movement during shoreleave. It had helped pass the time and was rather educational. Lucy knew that certain uniforms throughout the history of Starfleet had caused comment including two worn by her hero Seven of Nine as she integrated into the crew of the Voyager.
The recall hadn’t been a shock. You never really knew when a recall could be issued, shoreleave had been entertaining enough, up to a point. Lucy felt it was best not to speculate on where they were headed next. She was going over a revised version of the new Away Team packing list. It covered the essentials and kept the carry weight manageable. She’d even included a scrunchie. Alice bands were okay, just not her. Keeping that mane of copper under control when needed was an effort, but she’d manage.
Lucy gave the list one last go over before setting aside and waiting to see who turned up or if a general call went out for a meeting. The CSO’s office was unoccupied. Hopefully the Captain could find somebody sensible to fill the role. It certainly wasn’t a given. She hoped she could cope with whoever it was. She wasn’t ready for that kind of responsibility.
I’d like to learn to walk before I have to run.