" One Would Think That Focussing Their Thoughts On A Single Task Would Be Easy, Unless You Are Her "
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Stardate: 60298.1635
Setting: USS ANUBIS, Bridge
At the back of the bridge, behind the science station, the Chief Science Officer had been busy trying to figure out which of the two worlds they were approaching had been the source of the distress signal that Commander Rikar had picked up. Because of the unique properties of each of these very distinct planets, the efforts of the Shillian scientist had proven to be in vein, long-range sensors not having been able to pick up on anything that might give a clue or hint as to the missing ship's whereabouts.
The idea that maybe the signal had been sent from space or high orbit prior to the crash had been another possibility that the Chief Science Officer had begun to investigate although not as thoroughly as she might have liked to due to the fact that her attention kept slipping away from her work. Not having had this kind of problems ever before, the Shillian scientist found it very disturbing that she could not concentrate on the research she had started, finding her thoughts and eyes continuously drifting away from her station and onto the Marine Commanding Officer.
Every so often their eyes would meet, but each time this happened the Shillian woman felt an uncontrollable urge to bring her eyes back to her work, threatening to snap the vertebrae of her neck due to the speed of the action. As a fellow member of the crew, the Chief Science Officer understood that she would be concerned for the well being and condition of Pravat, but what eluded the understanding of the scientist had been the feelings that these concerns had stirred within her being.
Since his arrival on the bridge the Shillian scientist had been trying to understand why she had felt this way, causing her to dedicate far less of her time and effort to the research she had been working on. Maybe it had been because the Marine had come so close to death that the Chief Science Officer felt this way, although Shillian woman could not imagine herself reacting in this exact same manner if the same could have been said about some of the other members of the crew. This did not mean that she did not appreciate or enjoy working with each and every member of the crew of the ANUBIS, but what it did show to the scientist had been that there had been something more involved in her thoughts and feelings to make her react as she had. Her experience as a researcher made this all too clear and easy to see, but the Shilian having been a complete stranger to such dealings found it impossible to understand what had been happening or why.
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Stardate: 10298.1645
Setting: USS ANUBIS, Bridge
Another ten minutes had gone by, bringing the USS ANUBIS that much closer to the two planets and hopefully discovering the location of the ship that had sent the distress signal. If the ship in question was to be found though it would not have been thanks to anything the Chief Science Officer would have done during that time since the Shillian had performed next to nothing on that particular research subject. Instead, the scientist had found herself looking more and more at the Marine Second Lieutenant as he worked at one of the stations and coordinated his efforts with Lieutenant Seth, the Chief of Security, who had explain the situation that they were now in the midst of.
It was certain that whatever the two men had been working on had been well beyond the field of expertise of the Shillian scientist, yet she found it nearly impossible to dismiss the issue and return to her research of OTOL A and OTOL B.
"Maya," Lieutenant Serenna, the Chief of Operations, second officer and currently the person in charge of the bridge said, "anything new to report on those two planets? If we are to mount some sort of rescue, it might be helpful to know which way to go."
"I have not been able to pinpoint the origin of the distress signal," the Shillian woman said. "There is a high concentration of reflective minerals in the magma flow on OTOL A and the electro-magnetic storms on OTOL B are making it extremely difficult to scan the ocean beneath them," the scientist said looking down at her instruments as she did so. Normally the Chief Science officer would have given a more complete report explaining in minute detail the metallurgical composition of the minerals that had made the scanning of the first planet so difficult as well a dynamical analysis of the storms and the amplitude of the electrical and magnetic discharges covering the majority of the second world. Instead, the Shillian scientist found herself only able to give an all too basic report that fell short of her norm and standards.
The description of the second planet made the Marine officer remember the strange watery dream he had experienced while in Sickbay, making him momentarily wonder if what he had seen had been just a dream or something more. "What kind of oceans are on this planet?"
"Actually," the Shillian woman said, taking full advantage of the chance to look at the Marine as she spoke to him, "OTOL B is, from what we have been able to tell from our scans, an O-Class planet. So far we have not seen any land masses and I suspect that whatever land there might have been at one point on that world has been submerged of destroyed long ago by the severity of the continuous storms that rage over more than eighty percent of the planet."
The Chief of Operations, Chief of Security and everyone else on the bridge had been a little surprised by the lack of details given by the Shillian scientist, something that she had become renowned for in more ways than one. The focus of this shared surprised was quickly changed when Pravat continued, "I would head for the second planet."
"Did you and Lieutenant Seth find anything new?" The Chief of Operations asked.
"No."
"So you are making this suggestion based on an intuition?" Serenna asked, coming across as someone who did not believe in such things.
"Actually no," Pravat said in all seriousness. "Not an intuition, but a dream."
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Jessica Solarik { maya_992003@yahoo.com }
Lieutenant Maya
Chief Science Officer
USS ANUBIS
"To see the world in a grain of sand,
and a heaven in a wild flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
and eternity in an hour."
- William Blake (British, 1757-1827)
2005 post #015
