SD: 240511.18 Duty Log Lt. Athena Wellington

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Date(s): 2005-11-18

-------------------------------1132263555 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit =/\= A Corridor somewhere on the Ship =/\= Athena paused when she heard the summon from Shane to the bridge. She made her response and began to retrace her steps back to the turbolift. She hoped he didn't have any bright ideas about leaving her in charge of the ship. She had felt sort of nervous since they began this mission but as they drew closer to their destination she felt more and more apprehensive. As Athena entered the lift she began to ponder again why she might be feeling this way or what she might be picking up on. She requested her destination as she continued to ponder the questions that were running through her head. She hadn't been on the lift very long before she felt some shaking and then the lift came to a halt. {Why does this continually happen to me? It is as if this stupid thing can sense when I'm on it and that's when it chooses to malfunction.} She sighed and tried request her destination again, but there was no reply and no movement. {Damn.} She thought and gave another sigh as she looked around her and finally letting her gaze fall upon the trap door at the top of the lift. She moved to one of the corners and started the difficult climb to the trap door without really have any foot or hand holds except for the little bit of texture that was built into the walls of the lift for decoration. =/\= ten minutes later =/\= A bead of sweat trickled down the side of her face just missing her eye and then slid at angle down her neck to disappear under her collar before slipping between her breast. Athena used her feet and knees to hold her place near the top of the lift as she reached for the trap door. With her hands positioned on the door to give it a good push; the lift jerked into movement and the counselor went crash to the floor from her precarious position. The wind was knocked from her as she lay motionless on the floor. A few moments later She inhaled a deep breath and sat up quickly. Her head spun a little from the sudden movement and her mind flashed quickly through the last few moments that she could remember. She stood quickly and was just finishing straightening her uniform when the lift doors slid open. =/\= Bridge =/\= Athena walked over to Shane and said, "Sir, reporting as requested." It was her usual response to being ordered somewhere since it sound much less harsh. She ignored the curiously glance or two that came her way as she waited to find out what the CO wanted. She was even polite enough to ignore the slight look of surprise that passed over Shane's face as her turned to respond to her. =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera -------------------------------1132263555 Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable <!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"> <HEAD> <META http-equiv=Content-Type content="text/html; charset=US-ASCII"> <META content="MSHTML 6.00.2900.2769" name=GENERATOR></HEAD> <BODY id=role_body style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY:= Arial" bottomMargin=7 leftMargin=7 topMargin=7 rightMargin=7><FONT id=rol= e_document face=Arial color=#000000 size=2> <DIV>  <DIV>=/\= A Corridor somewhere on the Ship =/\= <DIV>Athena paused when she heard the summon from Shane to the bridge. = She made her response and began to retrace her steps back to the turbolift. = ; She hoped he didn't have any bright ideas about leaving her in charge of the= ship.  She had felt sort of nervous since they began this mission but a= s they drew closer to their destination she felt more and more apprehensive.&n= bsp; <DIV>  <DIV>As Athena entered the lift she began to ponder again why she might be feeling this way or what she might be picking up on.  She requested her= destination as she continued to ponder the questions that were running throu= gh her head.  She hadn't been on the lift very long before she felt some shaking and then the lift came to a halt.  {Why does this continually happen to me?  It is as if this stupid thing can sense when I'm on it a= nd that's when it chooses to malfunction.}  She sighed and tried request h= er destination again, but there was no reply and no movement.  {Damn.} She= thought and gave another sigh as she looked around her and finally letting h= er gaze fall upon the trap door at the top of the lift.  She moved to one= of the corners and started the difficult climb to the trap door without really= have any foot or hand holds except for  the little bit of texture that was b= uilt into the walls of the lift for decoration. <DIV>  <DIV>=/\= ten minutes later =/\= <DIV>A bead of sweat trickled down the side of her face just missing her eye= and then slid at angle down her neck to disappear under her collar before slippi= ng between her breast.  Athena used her feet and knees to hold her place n= ear the top of the lift as she reached for the trap door.  With her hands positioned on the door to give it a good push; the lift jerked into movement= and the counselor went crash to the floor from her precarious position.  Th= e wind was knocked from her as she lay motionless on the floor.  A few moments later She inhaled a deep breath and sat up quickly.  Her head s= pun a little from the sudden movement and her mind flashed quickly through the l= ast few moments that she could remember.  She stood quickly and was just finishing straightening her uniform when the lift doors slid open. <DIV>  <DIV>=/\= Bridge =/\= <DIV>Athena walked over to Shane and said, "Sir, reporting as requested."&nb= sp; It was her usual response to being ordered somewhere since it sound much les= s harsh.  She ignored the curiously glance or two that came her way as sh= e waited to find out what the CO wanted.  She was even polite enough to ignore the slight look of surprise that passed over Shane's face as her turn= ed to respond to her. <DIV>  <DIV>=/\= End Log =/\= <DIV>  <DIV>Lt. Athena Wellington <DIV>Counselor <DIV>USS Chimera</FONT></BODY> -------------------------------1132263555--