240408.19, Personal Log, Ensign Stephanie Camden
Character(s):
Date(s): 2004-08-19
=/\= Starbase =/\=
Stephanie had very little reason or motivation to get up out of bed on this
particular day. Then again, today was not much different than the past few
days where she also had no reason to be up early, seeing as how she wasn't
required to be anywhere. She rolled over a few more times, throwing the
already dissheveled bed sheets off of her entirely. It was getting harder
and harder to spend her days just sleeping them away.
Taking a deep breath, she got up the strength to sit up in bed, later
planting her feet on the floor next to the bed and standing up to make her
way over to the small replicator in the corner of her room. "Coffee,
black," she asked the replicator in a quiet, raspy voice. As soon as the
steaming mug appeared, she reached slowly for it, finally bringing it to her
lips and taking a sip. When the warm liquid reached her lips and began to
trickle down her throat, it was as though she had just recieved a surge of
instant energy.
This was becoming the daily routine of Ensign Stephanie Camden. She had
arrived on the starbase five days earlier with only knowledge that she would
be recieving her next assignment there. Since then, she had just been
waiting for her orders, but they had yet to come. Several times had
Stephanie talked to the communications staff on the starbase to ensure that
her orders hadn't been misplaced. Or to make sure she hadn't accidentally
deleted a message or an important communication hadn't been mistakenly
placed in her spam-mail folder.
"Why couldn't they just tell me where my next post is without sending me
halfway to Timbuktu to find out," she spoke out loud to herself as she
walked towards the couch.
Sipping her coffee in silence, she stared blankly at the walls. Before she
started to drift too far into a daydream, a light chirp came from the
console on the desk. Almost instantly, Stephanie jumped up, nearly spilling
the remainder of her half-empty cup of coffee onto her legs. The sound of a
new message excited her each and every time one arrived, knowing that it
could be the message containing her orders.
As she neared the desk, her brief excitement had faded a little bit, as she
knew that each time she had thought it might be the message she was
expecting, it turned out to be something else. The disappiontment was
getting to her, but not as much as the anticipation and waiting.
She glanced quickly at the name of the sender of the first of two new
messages, a huge smile taking over her face. Stephanie continued to the
body of the message, shaking almost excitedly the further along she read.
Without even bothering to look at anything else, including the second
message that she had recieved, she jumped up again and headed for the
shower. Stephanie only had a short time to get ready to meet up with her
older brother, who would be arriving on the station within the hour. The
message she had read wasn't the one she had been expecting, but at least the
one she did recieve was going to bring about a welcome change in the
non-existant plans for her day.
=/\= End Log =/\=
Ensign Stephanie Camden
Soon-to-be Assistant Science Officer
USS Chimera