Stardate:70619.0716
Title: Finding A Promising Life
Author: Ensign Xhian (Formerly 2 of 8)
Scene: Jeffries Tubes of The Independence
Time: Continuing From Let's Get Kraken
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"Has your husband gotten any strange looks from the crew?" Xhian asked as he continued to wrench new components into place.
"Strange looks?" Kellyn was concerned by the thought of a new officer feeling that he'd been looked down upon. "How so?"
"Looks that seem to imply. . . contempt. Or even hatred."
"Contempt? From the crew?" Now she really was alarmed. Prejudice such as this should not exist in the ranks of Starfleet, let alone on the Independence.
Xhian shrugged, unable to stop thinking about what had happened hours ago as he came from his first trip to the holodeck.
Kellyn answered as she pulled out a handful of burned wires, "If he did, he never told me about it. But I'll tell you what. If I see anybody around here giving you a hard time, especially in our department they'll have to answer to me for it. Make no mistake."
Xhian looked at the space vacated by the wires she held and analyzed the damage between the circuit relays and other systems. He made a note to redesign them and continued on.As time went by, he found that he had come up with several new ideas for improving the ship's wiring.
In his head he'd created a new layout for the circuitry which should allow it to handle greater demand for teleporter functions without interrupting power flow to the other systems.
The pair kept at it for hours relaying the wires. As they worked the Ensign took notice of the time intervals at which the com reports came in. At times the calls began one or two seconds before they were scheduled, while others were late between a half second and two seconds.
"For a department which depends on precision," he observed, "the other engineers are always off. By seconds."
"A second or so is okay, more then that and we should worry. No doubt timing is everything. But for those of us who are merely flesh and blood a few seconds one way or the other is often the best we can do."
"Very well." Xhian replied as he went back to work.
He had a lot more questions to ask and answers to offer, but he felt that it would be wiser to wait for another time or until she asked.
Ensign Xhian
Engineering Officer
USS Independence
Post 232: Finding a Promising Life
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- Post 471: One but Many
- Post 472: Running for Reece
- Post 473: The Kindness of Strangers
- Post 474: Angels in the Snow
- Post 475: Adrift
- Post 476: Yensul Awaits
- Post 477: Women and Children First
- Post 478: Mothers and Daughters Part One
- Post 479: Mothers and Daughters Part Two
- Post 480: Somehow, It Feels Like Christmas
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- Post 482: Without Fanfare
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- Post 484: Welcome to Yensul Part Two
- Post 485:Alone in a Crowd Part One
- Post 486: Alone in a Crowd Part Two
- Post 487: Home Field Advantage
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- Post 493: You Did What?
- Post 494: Masquerading As Light
- Post 495: Two Outs, Full Count, Bottom of the Ninth
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- Post 497: To Mention the Unmentionable
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- Post 500: Reasonable Accomodations
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- Post 502: A Chance
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- Post 506: In a Dream
- Post 507: Drastic Times
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- Post 509: Hot Soup, Familiar Face
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- Post 511: Upon the Housetops Part One
- Post 512: Upon the Housetops Part Two
- Post 513: The Last Thing I Remember
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- Post 515: Judgment Day Part One
- Post 516: Judgment Day Part Two
- Post 517: Judgment Day Part Three
- Post 518: Unexpected Help
- Post 519: I Have An Idea
- Post 520: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
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- Post 527: Until Next Time
- Post 528: The Truth
- Post 529: A New Beginning
- Post 530: The Flames Burn Hotter
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- Post 533: Reality and Guilt
- Post 534: For Their Own Good Part One
- Post 535: For Their Own Good Part Two
- Post 536: Hairspray and Short Skirts
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- Post 538: Halloween, Today?
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- Post 540: Flapper Tapper Girl
- Post 541: Can't Get Enough
- Post 542: Commander Who?
- Post 543: The Inmates Are. . .
- Post 544: And They Call Her Sir
- Post 545: Message In A Bottle
- Post 546: Full Disclosure Part One
- Post 547 Full Disclosure Part Two
- Post 548: Rendezvous?
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- Post 550- Why the Long Face? Part Two
- Post 551: Why The Long Face? Part Three
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