Star Trek: Starbase 777 - turbolift-three

"Environmental Ring please."

“Ops deck please.”

Nolan and Ughaz took the lift to the operations deck.

“Hey, Austin?” She grinned at him, like she was about to tell him the funniest joke in the history of comedy.

He smiled back at her and raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

She looked at the two and leaned back against the elevator wall.

“Guess who asked me to help them with their outfit for the ball!” said Ava and in a different, less interested tone she added, “Event hall” to get the lift going.

He gave her an anticipating look. Excited to hear that answer. "Who?"

“Commander Floyd fucking Styre,” she replied with a grin.

He laughed. "Is it safe to assume you guys are doing better now?"

“Yup!” She smiled and nodded. “It’s good to know we’re back on good terms. I’ll tell you more later, it was actually quite interesting.” The lift stopped, the doors opened. Ava looked at Jasmine and Austin. “Let’s go!”

She gave a nod and walked out of the lift.

He spoke as they walked out the elevator. "That is really good! How did it all go?"

The lift doors closed, granting them some privacy. Ava sighed and leant against Austin, her head resting against his arm. “Thank you,” she muttered.

"Upper Habitat ring." Austin spoke with excitement evident in his voice. He still was yet to let go of Avas hand he wanted to hold on for. He enjoyed the feeling as Ava's head fell upon his arm.

Ava closed her eyes for a moment as the lift started moving. She just enjoyed the moment. Her mind wandered from one thing to the next. “How was your talk with Emin?” she finally asked, her voice quiet.

He sighed and clutched Ava's hand slightly tighter clinging for her support. It was clear that he was troubled by Emin. "We didn't make much progress. She's been acting odd different for the last couple of days. I fear that I've offended her in some way. The good thing is I have my old mentee coming in tommorow and I'm hoping he can cheer her up a bit. Which reminds me would you like to meet him together when he comes tommorow?"

“Oh, yes!” Ava nodded slightly. It was more of a pressing her cheek against Austin, really. “And… I’m sorry to hear about Emin. I’m sure it’ll all be fine in the end.” She gave Austin’s hand a little reassuring squeeze back. Then, the lift stopped and she forced herself to stop leaning into him and walk into the corridor instead.

"Perfect, Clevenger is a great guy and he's gonna love meeting you!" Austin continued to hold her hand tightly as they exited the lift. A smile regained its place on his face.

"Utility Deck please."

"you really still say please to the computer everytime. It's such an odd habit."

"I guess it is because Ava said the same thing." they exited the lift.

"Constabulary Ring please."

"Research ring plase."

Tammy entered with her hovercart full of parcels. "Lower Habitat Ring please, love."

"Well you're right, the operations team do work incredibly hard to keep this place running. I hope that even those who were organising things got a chance to relax between setup and cleanup." She said with a smile, as she slid to the back of the turbolift and leaned back against the wall as she waited for Aleto to enter before she called for the upper habitat ring.

"They would have had more time in general had they settled on one idea instead of constantly debating it or thinking up something new," Treville replied with a chuckle, having stepped into the turbolift alongside Dreaxa. "I can't blame them for their new ideas, but every time they decided on something new then they had to change what they already had so it would match. The number of risk assessments we had to go through because they kept changing their minds..."

"Oh, I can only imagine just how bad it was. But I'm glad that all of it ended up really well in the end. It was really a wonderful night indeed, Commodore." She smiled and closed her eyes, putting the back of her hand up to her mouth as she stifled a yawn. "It really is late, isn't it?"

[D] Aleto and Vialara had made their way back to their respective quarters.

"Upper habitat ring, please."

"Airlocks please."

"Ops ring."

"Lower Habitat Deck."

"Uhh... utility ring," she asked, forgetting where the bar was for a little bit.

She stepped aboard the lift and requested her floor. "Constabulary Ring."

The Ferengi entered and went to the Constabulary Ring.

Finally into the lift, Mona signaled for the constabulary level.

"Constabulary Ring, please."

The Ferengi entered and waited for the group she was with.

She followed close after.

He entered with them.

She was in after Emin. “Any idea what to expect down there? I mean- what could a civilian want with one of the cargo bays?”

"We frequently use them to store things for people. It could quite easily just be that." Dagis said in a neutral tone. Despite what she said, though, she couldn't help but internally be suspicious. "Engineering Ring." She called out to the turbolift, of which started to move upon being provided an instruction.

She nodded silently and waited for the turbolift to stop.

Once the turbolift arrived and the doors opened, Dagis stepped out into the corridor.

T'rell Laruka Torvek stepped into the turbolift, grunting slightly as hauled her luggage in. "Deck..." She paused, she wasn't on a starship anymore. "Upper Habitat Ring, if you please." She waited until the turbolift came to a halting stop before exiting into the corridor.

After entering he placed his arms formally behind his back. "Utitlity ring please."

She followed close behind and waited until the turbolift stopped before following the chief of security out.

"The utility ring! Now!"

"Science ring please."

With turbolift two being out of commission for a reason unknown to the majority of people elsewhere on the station, the people evacuating had flocked here instead. There was still a regular amount of worry and panic between the people - being told to evacuate would do that to a person - but there was nothing like the chaos that here had been on the promenade. For the most part things were orderly and people allowed families in first, and with the guidance of a security officer posted to each turbolift the civilians from the extended utility ring were soon on their way to the Engineering Ring to head to either the shuttlebay for their own craft or to the lower ship port where one of the Starfleet vessels would evacuate them out.

Dagis, along with her crate, managed to get into turbolift three thanks to Security prioritising her transportation. She waited until everyone had got off on the Engineering Ring, before heading up to the Research Ring.

"Security deck." She said as she walked into the lift, looking straight at the door before exiting again when they opened. Seemed she had a lot on her mind.

"Constabulary Ring, please." She said after the Reman stepped in with her (and possibly Lieutenant Hill?). They left once the doors hissed open.

He walked into the lift and waited for Ellanor to enter before inputting the destination.

She entered shortly after. She stood beside him, but not too close.

"Lower habitat ring." He said after Ellanor had entered. Now they just stood there, waiting for the lift to arrive. And it seemed that silence was the only thing occupying the lift at this time.

Ellanor was going to make conversation, but she figured the silence was comfortable for the Lieutenant, so she remained quiet. Quickly pulling her PADD out and making a note, then putting it away.

When the lift finally arrived and the doors opened, Ken walked off without saying a word. He wasn't one for chit chat anyways.

Ellanor followed suit.

"Ut... Utility Ring, if you please." She said firmly as the lift started moving downwards. She played quietly with a small part of her satchel until the lift came to a hissing stop and she exited.

"The upper habitat ring."

He entered with Ell, still holding her hand. "Utility ring please."

"What's on your mind?" She squeezed his hand and smiled at him.

He laughed nervously as the elevator reached its destination but, he didn't step out. "How do you always read my mind so well. I'm just nervous if these people could help me find my family I don't even know what I'd do."

"I wouldn't know either. But I promise I will be with you as long as you need me to be." She kissed his cheek.

He kissed her back and then nodded. "As long as you are by my side I should have the strength to do this." He nodded again self assuredly and exited the lift.

"I have faith in you." She followed him.

“Hospital ring.”

"Lower Habitat ring."

"Utility ring!"

“Utility ring!” He requested. “Please and thank you!”

"Utility ring." He said in a hard and annoyed tone

"Computer. Utility Ring."

"Middle habitat!" They purred.

"Computer, Utility ring. Pokor malin çad (you do a great service)."

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"Computer. Hospital ring, For Cardassia."

"'Cardassia' is not a location on this station," the Computer had chimed after him, but had proceeded to take him to the correct deck using 'hospital ring' as the input instead.

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After his health evaluation was over, Cecil was ready to return to his quarters. He considered eating on the promenade, but he had a lot of work to do. Cecil paused for a moment, remembering how the computer clowned him earlier. Maybe he should take a different approach. He looked around just to make sure no one was there and switched his Universal translator off and stepped into the turbolift. "Computer, middle habitat ring, and may the Prophets guide you," He said in Bajoran, waiting for the turbolift to move. He hummed as he waited, singing softly to himself.

Eshen almost turned a corner, but he heard a strange humming. He peeked around, and saw Cecil singing in Bajoran. Eshen wasn't fluent, but Cecil's accent sounded... Too smooth for the lack of proficiency he'd claimed. What was going with this man? Eshen walked out as though he hadn't eavesdropped (just a little!) and slipped into the turbolift in the nick of time. "You have a beautiful voice, you know," He said, voice low and gentle.

Cecil jumped as if he had just seen a ghost and quickly shook his head before quickly rambling on in Cardassian, completely forgetting he had specifically turned his translator off.

He stared blankly and replied in broken Cardassian. "Cecil, your... Word helper is... Deaf."

Cecil's eyes widened when he realised what was going on and quickly switched his translator back on. "I'm so sorry, hello Eshen. I didn't see you-- I thought no one was here," Hoenstly, even with his translator on, Cecil still ended up rambling on, he was so incredibly embarrassed. He wondered how much Eshen heard and more important, if Eshen would be willing to keep anything he did hear a secret.

Eshen put a hand on Cecil's shoulder to steady and comfort the man. "It's alright. It was just singing. Lovely singing. Perhaps I should call you Songbird?"

"I-- Umm," Cecil stuttered, really not knowing what to say. He never expected he would be this flustered over a man he literally only had one other interaction with. "Y-Yes, anything. I.. At home my grandparents didn't like it when I sang, Especially anything that wasn't our national anthem," Cecil said, trying to explain himself properly this time,

Something clicked. Eshen still didn't know the whole story, but... That one sentence said a lot. "I see. So this is... A secret for you?"

"Not a secret... Umm.. " Cecil paused. "Computer, halt turbolift," The lift came to a stop. "I would really prefer it if you do not speak of this event to anyone else. And... For your silence, I suppose I could arrange a time to serenade you with the songs of my people. In private, of course."

"Cecil, you don't have to buy my silence. If you don't want me to tell anyone, I won't tell anyone." Eshen's hand trailed from Cecil's shoulder down to his arm and squeezed gently. "But if you want to sing for me of your own volition, of course I'll listen."

Cecil was pretty shocked at Eshen's words. He really wouldn't tell? And Cecil didn't have to bribe him with anything? This was unheard of on Cardassia, there was /always/ a catch. Yet another culture shock for him. "... I do not mind singing for you. Actually, I think you would really like some of the songs from my people, it's.. Not too much different from... Klingon music.“

Eshen raised a brow. "Really? Like Klingon Opera? My, you must be holding back quite the thunderous voice."

"I wouldn't really call it thunderous," Cecil chuckled. “Have you ever heard Cardassian music? It's... very powerful. But we have a lot of quieter songs too, I prefer those much more. Do you sing, Eshen?"

"I... A little. Sometimes. In the shower." Truthfully, three things Eshen cannot do are laugh loudly, shed tears, or sing. It's not that he couldn't carry a tune - he's been told by humans that he's 'technically proficient, but lacks spirit'. "I used to play the violin, though."

”Oh, fascinating. I would love to hear you play violin," Cecil said, it would be a nice collaboration. "Oh wait I should probably start the turbolift again." Cecil looked around, realising the turbolift was still halted. "Last time I tried to thank the lift in the name of Cardassia it talked back to me. I was foolish." He laughed. "Computer, resume."

Eshen smiled back. "Perhaps I'll play and you sing?" He said. Part of him was a little nervous. He hadn't played violin in a long time. His father taught him to follow the sheets exactly, but his mother made him put his heart and soul into it, as though the violin was a real Klingon soprano. "We're still on for that date, right? Maybe we could do it afterwards."

"Yes of course! The date." Cecil hadn't forgotten about it. Cardassians never forget a date, never! Even if he was late, he wasn't going to forget it. The turbolift reached the middle habitat ring and Cecil held up his hand for Eshen, expecting him to do the same and touch palms. "That's a promise." He nodded. "Your hand, Eshen. It's.... How Cardassians say hello and goodbye."

Eshen touched palms with Cecil, glad for his gloves. It made things like this and shaking hands with humans easier. For some reason, bare hand-to-hand contact has always been more intimate to him than kissing, or even more. Must be the Vulcan blood. Did Cecil know the significance of this, he wondered? In the context of their... Whatever is going on here, this was like kissing before the first date. Scandalous behaviour, were any Vulcans to see. Thankfully, the turbolift doors were still closed. "I'll see you at..." Eshen suggested a date and time before he forgot.

"Of course. It's a date. I'll see you then," Cecil said as the doors opened and he stepped into the corridor to head back to his quarters.

"Computer, research ring. Pokor malin çad (you do a great service)."

"Utility ring."

“Utility ring, please and thank you!” He said, stepping in with Jack.

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Jack giggled. "I love how you say thank you to the lift."

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“It does an important job!” He shrugged.

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After a somewhat successful counselor session he was slightly defensive after it and he was slightly annoyed with the fact that he even had to go to it but he did. "Middle habitat ring." He said firmly and in a voice that betrayed he was slightly annoyed and defensive

The turoblift stopped, as the door whooshed open, Heinrich stepped on. He was silent as he looked at the young Ensign. "Ensign." He nodded at him, as he entered.

"Enisgn." He said in a firm voice, there was a slight hint of annoyance and another slight hint of defensiveness as he spoke. But that was all he said, nothing more coming forth from his lips.

"It is acceptable to see you again." There was no change in Heinrich's voice, no empathy, no nothing. His voice stayed neutral. He did acknowledge the annoyance and defensiveness in Weber's voice.

"I must admit I do not remember meeting you..." He said in an almost emotionless voice, just that slight hint of defensiveness remaining. He was basically at attention, he was like that when Heinrich had entered as well. He was still wearing the light gray civilian clothes with the leather jacket and patches on

"We met in the holodeck with Fraulein Odessa."

"Ah. I see..."

"How are you? The last time we interacted you were quite afraid of the holodeck."

"I am alright." He said with what could just as easily be a verbal shrug as it could be a back off

"You know, one of my senses that I have as an augment is that I know when people are lying. How about we try that again Ensign?"

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"And one of my senses is that when someone says they are alright you leave it at that." He said in a hard, almost harsh tone "Oh... well, that's supposed to be common curtsey, sorry."

"Ensign, we are both soldiers. I did some background research on your profile. We have many things in common, if there is one person a person like us can talk to is another soldier."

"My point stands." He said in the same hard, almost harsh tone "And I will not talk about anything, and I am surprised you have even access to that part..." He continued in the hard tone

"I have my ways, I was intelligence before this, if you must know. If you wish to not talk about whatever is bothering you, that is your defeat. But do not let it tear you apart. I have seen far too many soldiers tear themselves apart, I knew one who blew up an entire building. Do not be that kid."

He turned to the ensign and looked up at him, he was clearly shorter, him being 5'3"... "Now listen here.I do not target civilians." He said in a completely harsh tone, a slight edge of a German accent coming through "And if I ever here you imply that I will... You will want to put in for a transfer..." He continued harshly, staring right into the eyes of the augment before returning to his former position of attention, waiting for the door to this fucking turbolift to deposit him on the middle habitat ring

"Ensign, do not attempt to threaten me. It will not work. As for implying, I was not implying it. I was stating that you don't want it to happen. No one does. As for a transfer, I go where ordered. I do not require a transfer till my work or time is done." Heinrich looked down at him, but did not blink, he just stared.

He didn't respond to a word the man said, he just stared at the door while still standing at attention to prevent himself from doing anything that he so wanted to do but would prevent him from returning to work.

"Ich glaube, dieses Gespräch wurde beendet.." Heinrich turned to face the door in silence. ( I believe this conversation has been terminated.)

He grunted once "Das war tatsächlich der Fall." There was a slight pause as the turbolift door opened "Augment..." He basically spat out the last word. It had left a foul taste that even if he managed to get drunk he wouldn't have gotten out of his mouth. The fact that Starfleet would allow one of them in... No... those times have long since departed. Just like Weber had from the lift. He was basically gone the moment the word left his mouth.

Heinrich ignored his antics, as the door closed. He waited till the doors closed again and resumed his lift ride to the training room. As it whooshed open, he he had left.

"Lower habitat ring."

"Utility ring."

"Utility ring." Cecil said as he waited for the doors to close and the lift to move. "it's safe, it's just a turbolift." He kept muttering to himself and closed his eyes. The humming of the lift, the bright lights, it was starting to get to him. He opened his eyes and stared the doors down until they finally opened up after what felt like a million years.

"Promenade."

“Middle habitat ring.”

"Middle habitat ring." Cecil closed his eyes as he let the lift take him to his destination. For some reason he didn't feel as nervous this time. Perhaps it was the sermon. Maybe it was the Prophets.

"Middle habitat ring." Cecil closed his eyes once again, trying to find his centre. The turbolift moved slowly, too slowly. "For the love of Cardassia, hurry up," Cecil swore under his breath right before the doors opened.

They stepped into the turbolift, but paused for a second to see if any of the senior staff would get in as well.

There was a large muscular man rapidly gaining on the turbolift. He was about six foot three and weighed around two hundred thirty pounds, he was probably all muscle and wore yellow. He slowed quickly as he made it to the turbolift "Sorry..." He said self consciously as he moved to a side.

"You're fine," Hsarr shrugged, stepping aside. It was a bit tight, seeing as Hsarr was small, but rounder...but they fit. "Upper habitat ring," They requested, putting their hands being their back and moving their fluffy tail to wrap around their front leg.

"I uh... I'm Ian... Ian Steiner. The new Assistant Chief of Operations." He said in a slightly awkward tone as he stuck out a very large hand for a handshake

"Hsarr M'ow," They replied, and a very small (compared to Ian) paw was placed in the ACOO's hand. "Assistant CMO." Were they making a good impression? Was this the right way to interact? They hoped so.

"Nice to meet you." He said with a small smile "How long have you been stationed here?"

"I'm still relatively new...I wasn't here when the bomb went off, if that tells you anything," They replied, resisting the urge to pick at their tail, a nervous habit they'd picked up a while ago.

"Ah. I just got here a few days ago with my wife so I guess we're in the same boat." He said with an awkward chuckle

"Hm," They nodded. What to say, what to say....

"So uh... what do you think of the station?" He asked awkwardly

"It's a lot different from my last assignment," Hsarr laughed, remembering the Trailblazer fondly. "A lot bigger, very diverse...did you know that there's actually another Catian on board? Ensign Navane, I believe," They added.

"I didn't. I'd expect there to be more of them. It is very diverse here. A lot more than my last posting." He agreed. He leaned against the wall some and popped his neck

At this point, the turbolift arrived on the Upper Habitat Ring, and they realized it would be easiest for Ian to exit first. "After you,"

He nodded awkwardly and led the way "Alright..."

"Hospital ring."

“Middle habitat ring,” he said.

"Yeah, 2 and 1/2 years, and im already a Lieutenant JG. Helmsman just get promoted faster cause we have harder jobs." Alvina chuckled.

"Oh, that's interesting, I've been in for five, just transferred here from the Johnston about three days ago." She said casually "Middle Habitat ring." She assumed that Haydon was on that ring because of his rank

Haydon stood silently as the two talked. He didn't feel like talking.

She went silent as well, it was... awkward, she was probably the only reason these two were talking. It was obvious to her that the unspotted sibling cared about Haydon, but she wasn't sure that Haydon understood that.

After a few minutes in the lift, the lift arrived and Haydon and Alvina stepped out.

She followed

"Middle Habitat Ring," Lihne spoke to the computer once the doors shut.

"Constabulary ring!"

"Engineering ring!"

"Hospital ring."

“Middle habitat ring.”

He helped Jack into the lift. “Middle habitat,” He said.

Upon entering the lift, Jack selfishly took Sauk's hand into a Vulcan kiss. Even as his tears began to slow down he desperately wanted someone to understand how he was feeling. "Please... let me have your hand."

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Sauk wrapped his hand around Jack’s. “Of course,” He said, squeezing gently.

Sauk would be able to feel layers of abject terror and fear within Jack in addition to the nervousness he felt over how the others would think of his cowardice. However Sauk would also feel his relief now that he was holding Sauk in his arms.

“You’re okay,” Sauk said again, and the lift reached the habitat ring.

He squeezed Sauks hand tightly slowly trying to siphon himself some more relief. As he breathed in a couple times his demeanor slowly returned to a more calm state. Suddenly he blurted something out. "I... I want to move in with you..."

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Sauk was very clearly visibly shocked. He blinked before speaking again. He could feel Jack’s genuineness… “Uh-umm- I…let’s talk about this in my quarters,” He suggested. His brain was actually having trouble processing the fact that Jack loved him like that.

Jack's eyes shifted back and forth through out the lift. Suddenly it felt a little bit cramped, he had never been one to have a lot of anxiety but everything seemed to be adding up. 'Did he really just blurt that out' internally Jack hit himself over saying that. "Yeah... yeah let's just go to your quarters."

"Jefferies tubes, (insert where they are), quickly, please!"

"Lower habitat ring."

"Middle habitat ring."

"Utility ring,"

"Utility ring."

Before getting on the lift, Cecil clasped his hands together and bowed his head in prayer. "May the Prophets walk beside me and give me strength," He whispered to himself in Bajoran before getting into the lift. "Middle habitat ring."

“Middle habitat ring,” he said, his voice toneless.

"Middle habitat ring," he said, his voice low and a little husky.

She followed him into the lift. "Constabulary." She turned to him. "Heinrich. Is something bothering you?"

"No." He responded sternly, keeping his eyes towards the door.

"Computer, Halt." The lift came to an abrupt stop. "Talk to me..."

Heinrich sighed. "Computer, resume transit."

"Override, Lieutenant Odessa Steiger, Authorization Gamma-Alpha-4-6-0-2-7-1-4. Heinrich, this lift will not move until you talk to me or engineering starts it up..."

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Heinrich sighed. "I told you, I do not want to talk about it."

"Heinrich... We are doing this together. So WE are going to talk about this..."

Heinrich clenched his fist, it looked for a moment that he was about to punch Odessa's lights out. But after a second, he let his hand dangle. Turning towards her. "I have not...slept with a women besides Genesis before...so it felt very...wrong."

"Computer, resume." She turned away from him and looked at the door, placing her hands folded behind her back. "Was that so hard... for this to work out you need to be able to trust me, be open about your feelings." She waited for the lift to stop and she stepped into the security corridor.

Renakir got into the turbolift and checked his PADD as the lift moved. He didn't have much to do that day, actually he was running an hour ahead of schedule giving him some time to explore the station. "Utility Ring."

She followed Eshen to the turbolift and waited. "This station is really big. Does everyone use these lifts? Technology is amazing!" She had clearly not been out enough. On Cardassia she was not allowed to leave the house and on Bajor her work as a Renjen tied her to her temple.

Eshen stepped in with her, the doors closed, and they started moving up. "We've got transporters, replicators, all the goods. Computer, middle habitat ring." When the lift arrived, Eshen stepped out into #deleted-channel.

"Hospital ring."

“Engineering ring,” he said and stood with his hands behind his back as the lift moved.

The five nine police officer entered the turbolift in casual everyday civilian gear, he had just arrived on the station to meet with a friend who was posted here and hang out for a few days before returning back to work. "Utility ring." He said in a casual and lighthearted tone, it had been four years since he had last seen his friend, well, in person that is.

[D] She stepped aboard the turbolift.

"Ma'am." He said in a polite tone with a dip of his head. This one was either science or medical, either way she had Lieutenant Junior Grade pips on...

She nodded and stood on her side of the lift. She didn't recognise the fellow and kept quiet.

"Are you assigned here ma'am? I uh... am here to visit a friend, wanted to know if you knew where they hung out." He explained with a semi-awkward tone, he had at least expected a hello in return.

"Yes, I'm the Trauma and Emergency Physician..."

"Ah, Do you know an Oskar Weber? We are old friends from, well yeah, before he went to the academy." He said with a casual tone.

"Yes, I know him. I just finished my morning run with him..."

"Oh, so he has made some friends...? Thats good." He said with a small smile and a glad tone.

"We might call them friends... Oskar might not see it that way... He doesn't even say my name.."

"It took me a year and a half to call me by my name. Its just a weird thing for him." He said with a small chuckle. "I'm Mark by the way."

"Odessa." She smiled politely offering her hand.

He took her hand and shook if firmly. "So how long have you know Oskar?" He asked in a friendly tone. "And how much do you know if his past?"

"About a month... and very little..."

"I see. Since you are medical I assume you have read his file?" He asked casually, almost as if it was second nature to him. It was, he would on occasion go and talk to people who said that they were friends of some sort and he'd typically ask how much they knew to avoid giving away to much.

"Only what is prudent at the time."

"Ah... Oskar is... very awkward around people... especially new people. To be completely honest I am surprised he went to the academy and joined Starfleet."

"Perhaps he wished for change?"

"No... that wouldn't be why, he'd just be throwing himself back into the past... Well, maybe thats what he wanted. He is doing alright though, right?" He asked with a small bit of concern in his tone.

"I believe so."

"Thats good... thats good." He muttered to himself. "Do you know where he usually hangs out? Anyone else he's friends with?" He asked, that small bit of concern growing a little more.

"Well... he kinda just shows up wherever the people he want's to talk to are. Have you tried security?"

"No, I was just wondering if you knew where I could find him." He explained with a small nod,

"I think he was on his way to the Constabulary."

"Ah, I see, I am heading to the utility ring at the moment." He said with an awkward edge, he should have expected that of Oskar...

"Very well. Computer, Utility Ring."

"I uh... yeah. I will just contact him later, I should probably inform my Captain That I made it."

"Of course."

He nodded as the door to the turbolift opened. "It was nice to meet you Odessa." He said with a friendly tone as he moved to the door.

"Likewise." She remained aboard the lift.

He nodded and stepped off the lift.

"Computer, Middle Habitats"

[D] Hsarr stepped into the turbolift after their shift, ready to collapse in bed and pass out.

The turbolift went all the way down to the Engineering ring before the doors opened with a hiss, and a tall woman stepped in. She looked terrifying, with a large scar going from her temple, through her left eye and down to her cheekbone, but she also had a motherly vibe to her. In silence, she walked closer to Hsarr and stood right next to them, holding a paper picture in her scarred hands.

Oh….kay. Tall lady. Tall, scary lady. Hsarr’s tail twitched nervously behind them, and their ears swiveled forward out of the relaxed position they’d been in. Say something? Maybe? But…scary…wait. They had scars all over their body. Screw this. “Hello, Sir,” They said respectfully. This woman was one rank above them, after all.

She turned to Hsarr and nodded a little. "Hello, Lieutenant." Her voice was raspy and ragged, yet soft during certain moments. Still holding the picture in hand, she cleared her throat and spoke out, "It has been... A long while, since I've been to a station. I must confess, this is strange."

“Oh? Did you work here previously?” Hsarr tilted their head. “I don’t think I remember seeing you before,”

"Oh, I'm not stationed here. I'm here to see my son, however i don't know where his quarters are, since they changed the last time i got here." She sighed softly, putting the photo back in a special locket she always wore.

“I could help you! What’s his name?” Hsarr asked, tilting their head. She seemed…kind. Coming to see her son…very kind.

"His name is Wheatley." She chuckled softly, a smile growing on her face. "He's a tall young man, taller than me even."

“Oh- yeah, I know him…” Tell her? Don’t? Tell her…don’t. Let Wheatley tell her, they decided. “He’s in middle habitat,” Hsarr manually put in Middle Habitat and Upper Habitat. “He’s a great person, Ma’am, a very good friend of mine,” They skirted around just how good.

"Oh, so you're Hsarr M'ow? He has told me lots about you." She turned to them and gave them a gentle smile, bringing her hand forward for a handshake. "I'm truly glad to see my son having such lovable friends."

Oh shit, she knows them. “Um- yes, that’s me,” They put a paw in her hand, shaking it. “It’s very nice to meet you, ma’am,” Hsarr smiled.

"The pleasure is mine.-" She smiled, then leaned in and spoke out, "-son-in-law. Treat my son well."

Well. That answered that question. They laughed softly, somewhat taken by surprise. “I- I will, ma’am, I promise,” Hsarr nodded enthusiastically.

Cassandra chuckled loudly and pulled away. "So, how have things been going with my son? Has he been getting himself into too much trouble?" She half joked, but she knew her son had a nasty temper sometimes.

“Umm, well, he’s very accident prone,” Hsarr answered honestly. “I’m half convinced part of the reason he’s still alive with no major medical issues is because of me,” They shook their head affectionately. That man…he would be the death of them.

"Oh, i know that well. He was so familiar with the family doctor, they swapped stories every time he got hurt." Cassandra took out her locket and showed him a picture of herself, young Wheatley and his father, Thomas. "He has his father's lankiness."

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“Yes, he does,” Hsarr agreed, looking at the picture and smiling a wide, genuine smile. “I keep mulling over whether or not I should ask for my quarters to be remodeled so he doesn’t hit his head on the doorways,”

Poor Cassandra nearly snorted. "We did that to his room when he began growing!" She laughed loudly, covering her face.

“I don’t doubt it. There’s quite a difference between our builds,” Hsarr chuckled. “We’re practically opposites,”

"Well, what can I say? Opposites attract one another." She smiled kindly.

“You make a good point,” Hsarr nodded, ears finally relaxing from where they’d been standing alert, just in case. Momley was definitely trustworthy.

"I remember when i was about your age. I was tinier than you." She reminisced, chuckling. "My husband, then nemesis, was my absolute opposite. We hated each other so badly, i actually went to beat him up one day! But.... I don't know how to explain, but he was such a dork... It would be pitiful to go and hit him."

Hsarr actually had to cover their mouth with a paw to stop from laughing. “Oh my stars,” They gasped, removing said paw and smiling at the lieutenant commander. “That’s…wow,”

"And that's the story of how we met. The next day i gave him a black eye, but i apologized afterwards and we went out to get pizza." She chortled, covering her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

“Wow. No offense, ma’am, but I’m glad Wheatley and I didn’t meet like that,” Hsarr said, shrugging their shoulders. “After all, I am a doctor…”

"Wheatley wouldn't have the heart to hit someone for no reason. He was always so kind as a child, but unfortunately so shy.. I tried my best to make him be more outgoing, but it never really happened." Cassandra sighed heavily. "But i am glad he met you on good terms."

“Very good terms, I assure you,” Hsarr smiled, reminiscing.

He clicked his watch three times when he entered the lift. "Research ring."

"Middle habitat ring."

Oh no, for the love of Cardassia did his mother really-- Cecil was trying to play it cool, but he couldn't lie to Eshen. "I.. I said that so Marnah wouldn't worry. The last thing I wanted was to scare her," Cecil said as he stood close to Eshen on the lift. He closed his eyes as he tried his best to focus. He couldn't risk using his watch so he had to focus on staying calm. He was so focused he didn't even realised he never specified a location.

Eshen sighed. "Computer... Hospital ring."

"I'm sorry, Eshen. I guess i have been overdoing it lately, but I swear I'll be fine after counseling."

Eshen nodded. "I trust your promise. But if it's harming you, we need to get it looked at."

"Alright, I know you're worried," Cecil said, trying his best to keep his cool but he was starting to hyperventilate. Why was this lift taking so long?? He moved closer to Eshen, hugging him now.

Eshen held Nalas as the turbolift moved. When its doors opened, he stepped into the #corridor-04.

After grabbing a whole bowl of croissants, Aella headed into the lift! "Lower habitat ring!"

Just before the doors closed a arm was shoved through, and a visibly annoyed Weber entered, he had learned something he had wished he hadn't... and it showed...

Aella was caught off guard by the sudden arm appearing before the turbolift closed. She nearly dropped her croissants! "Ummm excuse me, not in front of my croissants!" Aella grumbled with a visibly annoyed expression on her face.

He didn't respond and straightened his uniform and stood besides the Vorta he wished to not have to deal with but he didn't let that show, just leaving the annoyance oozing from his posture.

"I met your friend Mark," Aella said as she munched on he croissants as if there was nothing wrong with his scene.

"Hmm." He said without any other reaction, he could trust Mark to not say anything.

"He's nice, I think he would make a great partner. Romantic partner," Aella said, before shoving another croissant in her mouth. Honestly she thought Weber needed a friend. An intimate friend. At least someone to hug him, A handshake? a Jem'hadar vanguard fleet to annihilate all his enemies?

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"He's married. And I don't date guys." He said roughly, typically he would have been much more... evasive, spoken in a more round about way, but right now he wasn't going to put up with Aella's bullshit and he really wasn't in a good mood to begin with...

"Oh, that's right, humans like to label themselves based on what gender they prefer, strange," Aella said as she nibbled on a croissant. "Well, he said you were like a brother to him. Are you guys gonna do some brotherly things? Have a drink at the bar? Play darts? Conquer neighboring worlds in the name of the Founders?"

"Just drop it." He said in an almost harsh tone, he wasn't going to deal with this bullshit today, he Would Curse this damned vorta out so fucking badly if she tried that bullshit like she had the last few times...

"I'm just trying to be nice," Aella shook her head. "I hope you're nicer to Mark than you are to me."

"Mark hasn't harassed me in the past like you have." He said firmly before going silent.

"You think I'm harassing you? I am just trying to make conversation," Aella said, giving Weber an innocent smile. "I may be a Vorta, but I promise I am on my best behavior! I have learned a lot since we last met. I even have my own Zhimata-- or well partner as humans call it. I have friends and I have hobbies now! More than what I could say for you.."

He didn't respond and just took a deep breath, stay calm...

"Okayyyy," Aella said as the lift doors opened. "This is my stop, see you around Weber!" She said before shuffling down the corridor with her bowl of croissants.

He sighed a breath of relief as she didn't harrass him this time and just left. "Middle habitat ring."

"Middle habitat ring."

"Lower habitat ring."

"Environmental Ring." (edited)

"Lower habitat ring."

"Middle habitat ring."

"Engineering ring."

Kassell stepped inside. "Lower habitat ring." as the lift took them to their requested area, he eyed at Lurror with a peculiar look.

Lurror entered as well, remaining quiet as he thought about what else to talk about. Honestly, though, his thoughts kept reverting back to a pillow for his head to lay on. He then noticed Kassell looking at him with a certain expression. "What?"

"So, have you met anyone yet?" he asked, a mischievious grin growing on his face.

Lurror let out an awkward smirk, turning his head to face the doors. "I have been... too busy for stuff like that." he replied.

"Too busy? Come on, brother. Last time I heard, you were fond of Ranella Tiru." he said.

"She is... very attractive." he glanced at Kassell. "But I have responsibilites. When father retires I'm next in line to take over the business. I can't have anything sidetracking me." he said.

"Mother and father have been wanting you to get married ever since you turned twenty-five. You're thirty-two now. You need to find someone." he said.

"I suppose I do. But I will get married when I decide to. Right now, I need to focus on the business." he said. However, his eyes then strayed from the doors again and were planted back onto his brother. "What about you? Have you met anyone?" he asked.

Kassell exhaled, never understanding why his brother was always so centered on their family business. His head then turned to face the doors. "No." he said. However, he then remembered running into someone one time. "Well, actually, I did run into someone. But I haven't seen her since." he said.

"Oh? I see." he said.

The doors then opened to reveal the lower habitat ring. Both him and Lurror exited the lift.

[D] T'Lenar entered the turbolift, spinning to face the door, her hands behind her back in the typical Resting Vulcan Pose. She was about to command the location when she observed another officer approaching the lift. She waited.

He entered the lift quickly as to avoid to being left behind by the turbolift. "Thank you for waiting." He said with a monotone voice as he turned to face the door as well. It was quite clear he was liberated borg, although the remnants of his optical implant had been painted to match his skin tone.

"It is logical. It would have been unkind of me to continue on. Engineering ring," She said in an almost equal monotone, acknowledging her new companion, who appeared to be Borg. Interesting. Interesting, but not something to ask about.

"True. It is still proper is it not to to thank someone for holding the door?" He asked with slightly confused tone tacked onto the monotone.

"I suppose, though I am not very well versed in social interaction," T'Lenar answered honestly, and almost shrugged before she remembered her place. "I could not tell you what is proper and what is not, sir,"

"I can't either." He said with another small nod as he turned some to half face the ensign. "I am Lieutenant Junior Grade Four of Six" He added in an attempt at a friendly introduction m.

"Ensign T'Lenar," The Vulcan engineer responded. Hmm. This interaction was...not going bad. Perhaps... "What department do you belong to?"

"Operations, yourself?" He asked in what was an obvious attempt at being polite.

"Engineering," She replied. No need to add anything else, right? That was a response enough. She thought. Hoped.

He gave her a small nod before going silent that was an Efficient and Effective conversation alright...

Internal sigh of relief; he seemed to be satisfied with the interaction. And lookie there, the turbolift had arrived. She nodded politely before stepping out into the #corridor-16 .

"Utility Ring."

"Research ring. Glory to Cardassia."

"Utility ring."

With all his strength, he got into the lift and closed his eyes. "Middle habitat ring."

Just as the doors were about to close, Renakir sprinted into the lift and stood beside the curious looking ensign. The other was standing there with his eyes closed, looking stiff as a pole. He had run into a lot of curious characters on this station so he didn't take much mind to it. "Heading back home too?" Renakir inquired, wondering if conversation could help ease the ensign's tensions.

"Y-Yeah, just tired," Cecil was really not out here trying to talk to people, especially not the creepy looking turbolift operator. The dude looked like a giant lanky vampire. Not today, satan!

The ensign's tone of voice signaled to the Romulan-Reman hybrid that he was not interested in conversation. He was not going to push him to chat if he didn't want to. He did have the slight suspicion that the ensign was nervous about something. Was it him? The lift? Something at work? Renakir had no way of knowing so he might as well just be polite. "If you have any problems in the lifts, feel free to file a report to maintenance. Lieutenant Junior Grade Renakir Solait Torre'vnau, by the way."

"Okay, Lieutenant," Cecil said as he looked away from Renakir and fiddled with his earring a bit. This turbolift ride was longer than expected and he was growing impatient. Oh why did the creepy nosferatu have to be the one in the lift wiht him. 'On the grave of the great Legate Damar, hurry the fuck up‘ He thought as he leaned up against the wall. Cecil's prayers were answered and the lift stopped at the middle habitat ring. He gave the scary vampire-looking guy a polite wave before zooming down the corridor.

The ensign's actions were strange, but he didn't think too much of it. He stepped out of the lift, confident and unbothered.

"Middle habitat ring."

"Research ring."

"Utility ring."

"Upper habitat ring."

Lurror remained silent.

"Utility ring!"

"Middle habitat ring, please, 3," Comet said, addressing the turbolift 'by name'.

"Research ring!"

"Utility Ring."

"Middle habitat ring, please,"

"Starbase operations。“

The turbolift was empty when he entered it, what a blessing. Meeting new people after just arriving sounded exhausting to him, and there would be a lot of them here. And he has yet to meet his new roommate... It's gonna be the first year of the Academy all over again, he thought, unamused, his perpetually grumpy eyebrows furrowing even further. "Middle habitat ring."

"Engineering ring!" Comet called out.

Before the doors closed, Renakir came sprinting towards the lift. His long limbs made it easy to get from the end of the corridor to the lift at literal threshold speeds. When he was finally inside the lift he stood up straight and gently tugged at the bottom of his shirt to straighten it out. "Lieutenant," He gave the other in the lift with him a polite nod before readjusting his sunglasses.

Slightly spooked by the sudden appearance of this fellow Lieutenant, Comet blinked before replying with "Hanyu," A typical Bajoran greeting, before realizing that he probably didn't speak their language. "Uh- hello, that is," They nodded.

"Jolan tru," Renakir replied back in Rihannsu, his tone steady and calm despite literally just running like a salamander on mud towards the lift just seconds before. He was a man who exuded calm even in the most tense of situations. "You are new. Welcome to 777," He did not recognise this new Bajoran face on the station. Renakir didn't have photographic memory, but he was pretty good at remembering the names and faces of people he saw on a regular basis and this person was not one of them. Plus, the station did not have many Bajorans to begin with.

"Yeah, I am! Nice to meet you. Eco Comet," Comet smiled. New friend? Perhaps? Opening a new file on a very tall, sunglasses-wearing Romulan...

An interesting name, Renakir thought. Eco sounded Bajoran, but Comet, that was something new. He kept his eyes facing foward as the lift doors closed and a soft mechanical hum filled the room. "Lieutenant Junior Grade Renakir Solait Torre'vnau. You may address me with whichever name is easiest for you to say," Renakir introduced himself, making sure to say his name slowly. Rihannsu was a monster of a language and he would not fault anyone who couldn't pronounce it. Thankfully 'Solait' was pretty simple. "Where are you coming from, Comet?"

"Coming from? You mean...my home planet?" Strange way to phrase that... "I grew up on Bajoran. But I'm half human," It wasn't obvious, except in the way that the ridges on their nose were slightly lighter and less pronounced than those on full Bajorans. There goes all your respect. You had no reason to tell him you were a hybrid. I though your whole deal was making friends? Yes, and 'Renakir' isn't exactly a Romulan name, so I don't think he cares. Now go away, I've never wanted you before and I never will.

Perhaps Renakir was not as proficient in Standard as he thought, he gave Comet a curious look and nodded. He noticed the hesitation in the other's voice as a signal of a bit of nervousness? Well, he was just going to roll with their interpretation of his question, no need to correct them. "Half Bajoran, I see," Renakir did not expect them to be half, but IDIC after all. There were thousands of people on the station and with all the new alliances it was no surprise the number of mixed species was increasing. Bajorans and humans seemed to get along, it was not a dangerous combination like Eshen or Sauk's. "I am also mixed. Half Romulan, half Reman," Renakir spoke in a relaxed and friendly tone.

Knew it. See, I told you. So you were right one time. How many times have I told you not to do something, and they ended up going wrong? "I see! That's cool, a bit interesting, but you can keep your backstory," Comet said, ignoring Bold Italics' question. "How long have you been here? I got here two days ago,"

This conversation was pretty normal, although Renakir couldn't help but feel like the other was still nervous. It was the sunglasses, wasn't it? It wasn't news that his tall stature, cool demeanor (pun intended) and floppy ears attracted attention on the station. In fact, it felt like Renakir couldn't walk two steps without someone staring. Romulans were still pretty rare and for Remans? He had never met another Reman. "About a month now," Renakir replied as his eyes glanced around the lift. It was taking awfully long, perhaps he should have run additional diagnostics. Before he even thought to examine the lift further it came to a screeching halt and the lights dimmed, only leaving a few floor lights to illuminate the room.

"Woah-" Comet was jostled as the lift stopped, and their eyes shot to the ceiling as the lights blinked out. "Ras," They hissed. Have you noticed how uncomfortable your new 'friend' looks? And now you're stuck with him. This is going to be a train wreck...I'm getting the popcorn. Can you please leave me alone for at least one interaction? This is why Sul broke up with me.

As soon as the lights dimmed Renakir took his sunglasses off and put them in his pocket. He glaced at Comet, now that he could see them clearly with the lights dim. "Do not worry, I specialise in turbolifts," His voice was warm and calm. He knelt down and pulled off one of the panels on the wall and began to examine the insides of the lift. "And my species is more comfortable with reduced lighting. We are a cave dwelling people," Renakir explained, hoping to reassure Comet that if there was anyone to get stuck in a lift with, Renakir was the best choice. It was times like this that Renakir was thankful for his Reman genes, he loved the dark, it was like a huge pressure was lifted from his shoulders whenever he was in darkness. The phrase 'the light in the darkness' was common on earth, but on Remus they said 'the darkness that overtakes the light'' and that was Renakir right now.

"O-oh," Comet said, blinking as they adjusted to the low light, reaching a hand out to touch the lift walls. "So you know what you're doing. That's good." Now you're questioning his expertise? Wow, you're great at this. Will you shut up? You've literally never been helpful, yet you keep popping up and judging every choice I make. I don't understand why you can't let me live my life and be happy without dropping your two cents in every single time I say something! *Outwardly, Comet just looked like they were dissociating. *

Renakir glanced back at Comet to see a distant look on their face. This was bad, perhaps they were in too much shock... Or perhaps this was planned? Renakir had a job to do and he quickly turned his attention back to the wires. He switched a few connections here and there. His hands worked delicately and effeciently, making sure each connection was correct before moving to the enxt. He was distracted though, he kept looking over his shoulder at Comet. Not out of concern for them (although he was very concerned), but for any signs they had other motives. Thankfully in a darkened turbolift, the half Reman boy had the advantage. He could see clearly whilst Comet could not. "Apologies. I shall be done in a few minutes. Are you alright, Lieutenant?"

Renakir's voice brought them out of their Argument With Theirself. Shit, now he thinks I'm crazy. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine, why?" Smooth, Comet. Real smooth. You realize he's sizing you up as a potential threat, right? That's what Romulans do? Shit, you're right- wait, I take that back, I already knew that, otherwise you wouldn't. Comet tried their best to look nonthreatening.

A lie, Renakir caught it immediately. They were not fine, in fact, he could sense a bit of fear in their voice. Comet was moving down the threat list, but they were still not someone Renakir was ready to trust. He turned his attention back to his work. "I understand it must be scary to be trapped in a lift with a stranger. I assure you I have the situation under control," Renakir's tone was still calm, but this time much firmer. Perhaps it was a bit of his own inner judgements on the situation. In Renakir's eyes, everyone was either scared of him or wanted him dead.

"I know. I trust you," Wait, shit, wrong thing to say, Romulans didn't Trust Like That.... "I mean- uh- my problem is with myself, not with you," They blurted. Well, now you definitely sound insane. Your problem is with yourself? Why don't you go ahead and manifest me in the physical world so I can introduce myself? Shutupshutupshutupshutup-

The other's words came as a bit of a shock to him. Sure he was aware that other species threw around words like 'trust' and 'rely' easily, but the second part, that is what scared Renakir. "Lieutenant," Renakir stopped working for a moment and looked at the Bajoran-Human hybrid. His silver eyes glowing in the darkness with the dim lighting reflecting off the tips of his pointy white teeth as he spoke. "Are you by chance afraid of the dark?"

"No. No, I'm not, I've just got this stupid voice and it won't leave me alone-" Now you've done it. Shit, wait, no, undo, whatever...please...please let him not have heard that...please... Comet's face was fearful as they braced for the probing questions. They'd never, not even once, told anyone about Bold Italic. And they just did. Blurted it out to a stranger.

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Now this was quite the revelation, Renakir blinked a few times as he tried to process what the other was going through. He took a deep breath and stood up so he could give Comet his full attention. "I am not a psychologist so I cannot diagnose you, however we do have a very good counseling department on this station, I could even accompany you," Renakir rang his fingers through his hair and rubbed his eyes. "We all have our inner demons, there is no shame in seeking help," From the sound of it, Comet had been battling their demons for quite some time. Renakir was thankful that he seeked therapy soon after arriving at the Academy, but many others were not as fortunate. "There is a word in Rihannsu, "aehallh". It means ghost, although it can also describe the demons within ourselves. Many Romulans struggle with their aehallh, I undesrstand what you are going through."

"I don't have a voice! There's no voice, just me in my head, lonesome old me, all by myself, just my thoughts," Comet almost shouted. "I don't need therapy!" Still want me to stick around, huh? NO! GO AWAY, YOU LITERAL SOGGY DONUT. I DON'T. WANT. YOU HERE. Comet gave Renakir their best 'mentally stable person' smile.

He took a deep breath and sighed, this situation had just turned from mildly inconvenient to full on disaster. He thought he was being helpful, but it seemed like this lieutenant was going through too much. He knelt back down to continue his work, the sooner the lift moved the better. "I cannot force you to do anything you do not want," Renakir was facing away from them, working diligently to try and get the lift moving. Great, another person who hated therapy. Was Renakir the only sane one in this station? Maybe. "This will take me a few more minutes, until then, I would suggest trying some deep breathing," Renakir was no doctor nor trained to handle mental breakdowns, he really had no idea what to do other than his job at this moment.

Shit. There was no saving this. Comet just retreated to the only place they could go: their head. Come back to play, have you? Go ahead, O wise one, tell me every way I screwed up in this interaction alone. And it did. In detail. With commentary.

A few more clicks and the lift was moving again, although the light still hadn't returned. This was intentional, of course, Renakir learned his lesson the last few times. He returned the panel to its place on the wall and stood up. "Where were you heading to, lieutenant?" Renakir asked as he dug his sunglasses out from his pocket and put them on. "Computer, lights," He commanded and the lights came back on. Renakir stood on the other side of the turbolift with his hands folded behind his back just like he was when he got on the lift. It was as if nothing had happened at all.

"Engineering. Engineering ring," Comet answered, blinking as they shoved Bold Italic in a cardboard box for the time being. But in that metaphor, Bold Italic was a tiger. So it wouldn't be long before they were bothered by it again.

"Engineering ring," Renakir said clearly and the lift began to hum as it moved. "Lieutenant before we part ways I would like to tell you that should you choose to seek therapy for your aehallh problem, I am available. And if you have any further questions or would like to study some meditation techniques I am willing to assist. I have been in your position, from one mixed child to another, it is to easy being of two worlds and balancing the expectations of the two cultures," Renakir wasn't sure if they awas the root of Comet's problems, but he had a feeling having parents of two different species did not help Comet's internal problems. Humans and Bajorans may never have been at war with another, but they still had different values.

"Thank you," Comet nodded, actually grateful for Renakir's reaction: Not forcing them to do anything about it.

Renakir nodded and the doors to the lift opened. "I look forward to seeing you around, Lieutenant. Have an uneventful work day and do not feel afraid to request for breaks," Despite his intimidating looks and suspiciously calm demeanor, Renakir was friendly and nice. He hoped that Comet would seek therapy, but perhaps that would come in a later time.

"Middle habitat ring."

"Engineering ring,"

"Environmental ring."

"Hospital ring. For the glory of Cardassia!"

"Utility ring!"

Without looking, she skipped into the turbolift and nearly tripped over a tool box laying in the middle of the lift! Aella screeched and put her hands out in front of her to protect herself from falling face first into the wall.

The lights in the lift were dim and there was even a "maintenance in progress" sign outside of the lift, but that didn't seem to deter the very unfortunate individual from stumbling into the lift. With a heavy sigh, Renakir turned around to see who had disregarded his signs. “Jolan tru. May I help you?" He spoke in a flat tone, hiding his annoyance. This wouldn't be the first time someone had stumbled in on him unannounced. Perhaps he should have locked the doors, that would have prevented unwanted visitors.

Aella's eyes grew wide when she realised what she had done. She thought she saw some warning signs outside the lift, but she was so distracted she didn't think to read them. Well, she was not going to miss this opportunity to bully-- well interact with a new member of the crew. "Oh, I'm sorry, is this lift not available?" She asked in an innocent tone, batting her eyelashes at the scary looking man.

"It is not. I will need to ask you to please take another lift," Renakir had no time for games, a pretty face and innocent demeanor wasn't going to affect how he treated her. He recognised her species, she was a Vorta. The purple doe eyes, black hair, frilly ears. Unmistakable. He held no prejudices against her kind, although he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the Dominion members of the crew. As a Romulan he was all too familiar with 'living amongst former enemies'.

"Alright Mr-- I'm sorry what was your name?"

The Romulan took a deep breath and sighed. "Lieutenant Junior Grade, Renakir Solait Torre'vnau. Transport officer," He introduced himself, completely oblivious to the Vorta's ulterior motives. She was not in Starfleet nor did she carry any political power over him. Plus, she was short and seemed to possess below average physical strength. The lowest on his 'danger list'.

She was right, he was a Romulan! But why did the name 'Renakir' seem alien? Aella wanted to inquire more but by the look on the man's face it seemed like he wasn't going to entertain casual conversation. She took a mental snapshot of the man to remember for future reference. Renakir Solait Torre'vnau. "Mr. Torre'vnau, well I'm sorry for bothering you, I'll take the other lift," Aella gave the other a casual wave before hopping out of the lift. Another Romulan added to her list, perfect.

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As he was arriving at the middle habitat ring he saw a very distraught looking ensign. He recognised his face, the Bajoran boy who spoke Cardassian for some reason. He didn't think much of it and stepped off of the lift. "Jolan Tru."

Nalas got onto the turbolift and tried to ignore the very tall and creepy Romulan who was getting off. Oh, it was that turbolift operator. "J-Jolan tru to you too," He greeted before stepping to the side to let him pass. "Hospital ring."

"Engineering ring." She said with the concern clear in her tone.

"Are you talking the way he acts?"

"Forget I said anything."

"Alright..."

16:06

"Utility Ring." She interjected so the turbolift knew where to take them.

"So uh...how's the academy dad?"

"It's fine so far...though with the recent shakeup on earth about the intelligence building it's been a rough ride lately. The shakeup has..had shockwaves through all of starfleet."

"I've been kind of busy, do we know the casualty count?" She asked with a respectful tone.

"I'm unsure of it, I haven't kept up with it lately."

"Ah." She nodded before going silent and waiting for the lift to stop.

Vax stepped out into the corridor along with the others.

"Environmental ring."

"Middle habitat Ring!"

"Utility ring."

“Lower habitat ring,”

"Middle habitat ring!"

“Middle habitat,” They said once Niatha stepped inside. (edited)

"Lower habitat ring!"

"Airlocks, please!"

"Engineering ring."

Dagis entered and headed to the Engineering Ring.

"Upper habitat ring."

“Middle habitat ring.”

“Middle habitat,” Adill slurred, half collapsing against the wall of the lift. Through some incredible technologically advanced technology, the computer was able to decipher his meaning and send them on their way.

“Where’s your quarters? This is a lift!” A’Ruk was genuinely confused.

Adill chuckled in response and sunk against the wall a little more. Finally, they arrived and Adill dragged A’Ruk alongside him into the corridor.

“Utility ring,” Risren said, holding the door for Allan as he got inside and waited for his companion.

Allan got in with him, waiting as the lift took them to where they needed to go. "Did you know there was a time they put music in these?" (edited)

“Oh, really? Vibing in the turbolift? Fun,” Risren replied, pondering this. Music, huh? What kind of music, he wondered. Good music, hopefully. But knowing humans, it was probably pretty boring.

Soon the lift arrived on the utility ring.

"Kind of a lame vibe, really, from what I understand," Allan said, "they called it 'elevator music' it was so lame, but I've always thought we could put actual vibe music in..." he looked around the lift for a place he could possibly just slap a speaker into, but before figuring it out the lift arrived and he got out of the lift and went into the #deleted-channel .

"Environmental ring."

"Middle habitat ring!"

Allan practically runs into the turbolift, hoping it goes faster if he runs into it, while still obviously waiting for Risren to get in though. "Middle habitat ring, pleaase!"

Risren walked in as well, and up the turbolift went!

"Middle habitat."

"Middle habitats, please." He chocked out as a few tears came down. In his own head Kitsap was making fun of him now.

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"Back the the utility ring please." He said in a serious to of voice.

"Upper habitat ring."

"Middle habitat ring."

"Research ring."

"Environmental ring!"

“Utility ring, if you please,”

Elwyn entered the turbolift and headed to the Engineering Ring.

"Upper habitat ring."

He stepped onto the turbolift and pulled out two hardboiled tasper eggs from his pocket that he was just.. Saving for later. He happily munched the eggs as he stepped onto the lift. "M̸̄̿ï̵͘d̴̊͒d̷͐͗l̸͂̔e̵̊͑ ̴̉̊h̸͌̎à̵̾b̵̒͊i̸̓͠t̵̏͘a̴͋̒t̴̍͐ ̵̋̈́r̸͑̋i̵͑̍n̵̑̽ǵ̶̇!" He said in the most incomprehensible Standard. The lift doors closed and the room began to fill with a soft hum. Nalas shrugged, assuming nothing was wrong at all.

The android stepped onto the lift as soon as it reached the upper habitat ring only to see someone else was standing in it. He wasn't getting off? He took a deep breath and gave the shorter ensign a quickly glance before standing on the opposite side of the lift. He folded his hands behind his back and looked straight ahead. "Are you lost?" He asked when he noticed the Bajoran beside him didn't make any move to leave the lift. A peculiar sight, civilian outfit, long skirt, sun hat, was this person getting ready for a beach party or something? And eating on the turbolifts was forbidden. His mind was trying to match a name to the face, but this stranger's attire and sun hat obscured his facial recognition software. (edited)

"L-Lieutenant Commander Dzharok, oh uh sorry," Nalas laughed nervously before stuffing both tasper eggs into his mouth like a chipmunk. Wow, he remembered reading the android engineer's profile on the roster, but he didn't expect him to have such a-- an overbearing aura. 'What if I look at him the wrong way and he shoots lasers from his eyes at me?', 'Can he smell fear?', and 'I wonder what his hair feels like', all those questions ran through his mind.

He turned his head when he heard his name and gave the other a nod in acknoledgement. The shaky voice, fast blinking, shaking hands. This person was nervous to be in the turbolift with him? Or was it the lift itself? Alizati found this illogical being uninteresting and simply sighed. After a minute or two of silence it seemed the stranger had finally calmed down a bit. "You may proceed to your destination first," Alizati said, expression neutral, monotone.

"Middle habitat ring!" Nalas managed to choke out after swallowing the tasper eggs. The lift began to move again, heading to the correct destination this time. Once it stopped, Nalas bolted out of that lift fast enough to go full on salamander. He did not want to ever be in the same room as that guy ever again.

Middle habitat ring, Bajoran, jittery, love for tasper eggs, civilian clothes. It was hard to put a name to the face, but Alizati did not care to give this meeting any second thought. The stranger knew his name, but he did not know his. It wasn't surprising, it was a big station after all and he was the CEO. Even as an android, it would be unrealistic to think he could become acquainted with every person on the station. "Engineering ring."

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"Utility ring, if you please," They called out as Zi stepped in.

Zi and Comet were happily following.

"Hospital ring, ol' girl," Mo requested. He hadn't felt compelled to visit his favourite turbolift today, number two. Probably a good idea not to show too much favouritism. The other turbolifts might start a mutiny.

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Sam walked in and directed the lift to the constabulary ring, but halted the cart halfway there and pressed her badge. [Comm] "Voxellus to Giles, @Lt. Niwayiva I just told Dagis you're the one we're waiting on before we start arresting people, which will start in two days. I suggest you sleep with a phaser under your pillow for the coming days and start using that previous training of yours."

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4

Adill and A’Ruk went into the left together with Eshen.

“I must say, for a Starfleet base, I am getting into a fair share of fights,” said A’Ruk and he sounded full of approval.

"We have a whole fight club. Me, Adill and Renakir started it. Who else have you fought, though?" Eshen asked, as the turbolift went up to the #corridor-14.

“Utility ring, dear turbolift,”

"ENGINEERING RING, MOTHERFUCKER!"

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As soon as he approached the turbolift a sense of fear washed over him. Was it really fear? Or was this anxiety. He hadn't felt this way for the past month, why was this coming back? He had been doing so well in therapy he had his dosage lowered-- that's what this was. But Nalas was determined to get through this, he hated being on medication. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the turbolift. "Research ring."

“Environmental,”

"Constabulary Ring," Mo said shortly.

"Utility ring."

“Middle habitat ring, please and thank you!”

"Constabulary ring."

“Environmental ring,”

he stayed quit, because he didn't know what to say

"Constabulary ring, please" he ordered in a calm voice

He stepped onto the lift, but as soon as the doors closed he walked forward and stepped out. For some reason he just couldn't do it today. No reason why, but his body wanted to nope out of the whole turbolift thing. He debated crawling through the tubes, but that was worse, plus he didn't need another mark on his ever growing list of demerits. Yep, no promotion for him, he thought. But he had to go to work, he had to, so he took out his PADD and began typing a message to his boss that he should be shadowing that day.

When he got the reply he felt a little better about taking his time. He stood outside the turbolift with his PADD in hand, pretending like he was waiting for someone. This went on for ten minutes before he finally felt ready to give it another try. "Research ring." He said once the doors closed behind him.

"Lower habitat ring!"

He entered the lift "Middle habitat ring" in an ordering voice

"Utility ring"

"Environmental ring."

“Utility ring, please,”

"Upper habitat ring."

"Utility Ring."

"Utility ring."

"Engineering ring."

"Utility ring"

"Airlocks, please, now."

“Middle habitat!”

"Utility ring!"

It took him to the airlocks.

He didn't know what to do. Maybe if I say airlocks, the lift brings me to utility ring?, he thought worried. So he ordered the lift. "Airlocks."* it sounded more like a question.*

Once again! Reverse phycology works! To the utility ring he went.

"Enviremental ring!"

“Hospital ring.”

"Constabulary ring!"

"Utility ring!"

He entered the lift."constabulary ring!"He said to the lift, on the ride he said."then you shouldn't have done all those things."

Research corridor, you said? That’s where you’re going.

"Don't care. I was just having fun." The Bolian went to fold her arms, only to remember that her hands were behind held together. Sucks sucks sucks this all sucks.

As he looked out of the lift he was just rolling his eyes. Why is that turbolift so against me, he thought. It angered him just a little bit. He tryed the reverse trick again."Research ring."He looked to the girl."Well is this right now fun? I don't think so. If you wouldn't have those things, you wouldn't be in that situation."

"Don't care. It would be fun if that stupid lady in the red uniform didn't stop me, but she's a dumb spoil-sport and she did. I could have had that guitar!"

He was just annoyed at this point."If she would have been as dump as you say. I am pretty sure she wouldn't have gotten you."His tail waved around, just a little bit."What is that special about that guitar for you?"

"It's nice, and it's expensive," she said with a shrug. "It's way too overpriced. The lady who runs that shop is ripping people off."

He left the lift, with the girl.

He demanded."Constabulary ring!"

"Utility ring!"He thought that there was a higher change to find some civilians off guard.

He was taken to the airlocks.

T'kata looked out of the lift, and oh what a surprise, he was taken somewhere else once more. An annoyed sighn left his mouth."Airlocks."He tryed the reverse trick, as he did the last time.

Utility ring! Right? That’s what he said, so that’s where he was taken.

The caitian looked out of the lift, to make sure he was where he wanted to go. And he was, so he left the lift as fast as possible.

Liam rolled his eyes at the Catian.

The caitian entered the lift with the stranger."Constabulary ring!"He looked at the other, but didn't react to the eye rolling. Yeez, he is an adult, why is he acting like a child, he thought.

T’kata was spared and taken to the constabulary ring.

"Engineering rimg."

Ignoring the fact that her roleplayer literally spelled 'ring' wrong in the post above, she stepped into the turbolift. "Starbase operations."

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"Research ring."

4

2

"Hospital ring."

“Utility ring, please!”

As he stepped onto the lift he was suddenly the victim of a sudden sneezing fit. "Middle habitat ring," He said as he pinch the bridge of his nose and then rubbed his fingers against his sinuses. What was going on? He couldn't have been getting sick?

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“Research ring!”

"Upper habitat ring."

"Utility ring."

Krerr stepped inside the turbolifts. She remembered these from her time in the North Wind training facilities. You speak your destination, if she remembered correctly. She needed to go straight to her so- child. "Take me to Hsarr M'ow, turbolift."

The turbolift didn't respond.

"Computery thing! Where is Hsarr M'ow?" She demanded.

"Lieutenant M'ow is in their quarters on the Upper Habitat Ring,"

"Take me there,"

Lalisa shuffled with her two PADDs in her hands. One Starfleet one and one she brought from Mol'Rihan. A normal person would check the station map, but Lalisa was anything but normal. "Middle habitat ring." She called out.

"Utility ring."

"Engineering ring."

“Middle habitat, section one,” said Mika and soon after she stepped out of the lift, into the corridor.

"Operations ring,"

"Utility Ring!"

The turbolift doors closed and then opened and a voice could be heard over the comms. [Comms] "This lift is under maintenance, please use another."

[Comms] "Okay mysterious man," Aella huffed and stepped out of the lift. It was only then that she noticed the sign outside the lift saying "MAINTENANCE IN PROGRESS”, oh well she couldn't read.

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He stepped into the turbolift. ”Upper habitat ring."

With a heavy sigh he engaged the comm system yet again. [Comms] "I am sorry, Sir, this turbolift is down for maintenance."

Alizati blinked a couple times before realising yes there was a sign outside. How could he have missed it? Without another word he stepped off the turbolift.

"Utility ring, fair turbolift three!"

"Lower habitat ring." He spoke in Vulcan, still trying to practice the foreign tongue.

”ENVIRONMENTAL RING!” The sound was amplified by the small space, creating a cacophony of repeated Orza yells. How fun.

"Environmental ring," he requested upon entering, taking note that there was no one else in the turbolift right now either. Two thirds of the station's staff were running normal shifts, and those shifts were split into three, so no wonder that there weren't as many people going about... Trust him to start working out all of the fractions of it all.

"Lower habitat ring."

"Utility ring, please!"

"Engineering ring!" Hsarr commanded.

With happiness in her voice, she said, “Take me to the utility ring!”

In the turbolift, Nalas took out his little fidget toy and began to click it. "Middle habitat ring."

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Alizati boarded the turbolift with his furberus. "Upper habitat ring."

Nalas stepped into the turbolift only to realise... His hands were cut so he couldn't play with his fidget toy. "Hospital ring." He said with much hesitation, and thus began his battle with the turbolift.

"Middle habitat ring."

"Engineering ring."

Nalas stepped into the turbolift. "Middle habitat ring." As soon as he gave the command he reached into his pocket to... Not pull out anything. His fidget toy! Where was it? After a couple seconds of staring at the blank wall in front of him he realised he had left it in the Captain's office. Oh that was awkward-- But it was too late to turn back now the lift was already moving. He sighed and decided he'd send a message when he got back to his quarters.

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Quinn entered the turbolift, quite thankful that it wasn't too packed with people. They called for the Hospital Ring, and stepped out once the lift arrived.

Renakir stepped onto the lift and as soon as the doors close he collapsed to the floor as tears began to stream down his face. He hugged his knees to his chest and just sat there. He made no noise as he wept, just letting the tears fall freely covering his green tinted cheeks. He knew Satok was most likely possessed by a Chinese demon, but the words hurt. So much. Was he really that ungrateful? Did he really offend thr man so much? Satok's attitude was definitely out of the ordinary, but the feelings he expressed were not unjustified. In fact, Renakir wondered if this is how Satok had really been feeling and the demon possession just gave him the courage to say it. As if his self confidence wasn't already trash to begin with, he hadn't felt this terrible since he lived on Rator III. And at least there he had his father to come home to. Cerrub was strict and often cold, but Renakir knew the man loved him unconditionally. But now who did Renakir have waiting for him? His new Caitian roommate whom he had yet to speak to? Somehow through all his thoughts, he rememberd where he was. "Utility ring." He commanded, thinking of the one place he could go.

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Archer stepped into the turbolift and held the door for Am'el. As the door closed. He spoke to the lift. "Utility ring" The turbolift started moving for the short trip.

She leaned on the side of the lift, seemingly unaware of her surrounding.

"You doing ok Linn'uen?" Archer asked. "You don't look like your in the mood to celebrate much."

She blinked, seeming to snap out of it. “Huh? Oh, no I’m fine.”

Shrugged it off. Soon the turbolift beeped softly and opened its doors. Anthony stepped out into the utility ring corridor.

She stepped in, awaiting her new friend.

Niatha joined her and folded her arms.

"Middle Habitat, Section II."

"Operations ring."

Entering the turbolift, Elias turned to wait for Quinn.

Quinn entered a moment after Elias, having been taking a slightly less direct route to avoid pushing past people.

"Middle Habitat, Section 1." They leaned back against the wall as it carried them up to the #deleted-channel .

Quinn exited once the lift arrived.

Renakir stepped into the life with Conny. He made sure to stand on the opposite side of her. He hated riding the lift with people. Best place for an assassination is all. "Environmental ring."

She frowned and tilted her head, but otherwise remained standing where she was. “You’re not scared of turbolifts are you? Not that there’s a problem if you are… I mean it would be sort of odd, but definitely alright. I can promise you tho that the turbolifts on this station have the best character I’ve ever encountered in turbolifts.”

Renakir shook his head as he straightened out his posture. "Not scared of turbolifts. But.... You're really nice Conny and I know this is illogical, but I'm Romulan," He sighed and looked away again, this was awkward to explain to people. He always felt awful, especially when speaking with such kind people like Conny. He did the same thing with Hanna in the pool, why couldn't he just interact with people normally?! Why did he always have to make things awkward. "Paranoia is a way of life. I swear we're not all like this," Now he really messed up, Conny was probably thinking he was crazy. First he said he was robbed by a haunted shrubbery and now he was telling her about his constant fear of murder. 'Solait, you dumb ass,' he mentally scolded himelf as he tried to hide his face with his hand. Terrible, he was so terrible. Maybe he needed to ask Eshen for more than just a trim, like some basic socialisation skills.

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It took a little to sink in and when it did her eyes grew almost comically wide. Her mouth was hanging open for far longer than she would like to admit by the time a very airy “Oh” escaped her. Huch, this was unexpected and really awkward, when it shouldn’t have been. She should have just shut up and now she really had to think of something to say quickly. “Well… at least I know you’re not planning to stab me?” She rubbed the back of her neck with one hand and brushed her hair back with the other. “I suppose I sort of get it, I get really jumpy when people surprise me. I also don’t really like sitting with my back to a room.” This really wasn’t the same level or even close, but it was the thought that counted, right? The uncomfortable silence returned and she was about to say some stupid shit when the turbolift saved her life, by arriving at the Enviromental ring. “Oh, look we’re here. We still need to find the fairies and convince them to give you back your treasure. And wouldn’t you know it? When dealing with fairies, paranoia is pretty damn necessary, because they are real triky fellas.”

She carefully placed her bag on the floor and then leaned against the side of the turbolift. “What is the station like? Are there any places you absolutely need to go to? This is your chance to promote your favourite establishments.” Then she bend down, opened one side of the bag and pulled out a crop top with sleeves that she put on over her very much sleeveless shirt. “I should have done that to begin with.” She rubbed her shoulders.

He put the bag down and leaned it against the wall of the lift as he gave it the command to go to the proper deck. "The promenade is filled with different shops and establishments. Personally I would recommend the Barista Bar. They have coffee there made from actual beans opposed to replicators." He said with a small gesture of his hand as he looked at the Orion woman.

Caddel entered the lift. “Airlocks.” She called, looking down at the PADD, and finishing up a few things. Namely going over logs once more, seeing as how radio silence will be instituted, it seemed only right to go over recent events.

"Airlocks," he called, standing all prim and proper in the lift. Deep, measured breaths...

“Middle Habitat, Section 2.”

"Research ring."

It tapped onto the panel to the Environmental Ring.

"They were very supportive. Though they got worried when I mentioned I was planning to work in tactical." She said.

"Honestly, understanding Tactical, I think I can relate to their sentiment." He replied, looking up to her again for a few moments, "Though my father was really against me picking the Academy over any other career path when I thought of enlisting."

"Parents just want what's best for their kids." She paused. "Research Ring." Zellina commanded the turbolift. "How was your family like Ensign? Did you grow up on Earth?"

"Yes, Commander, I grew up on Earth... In the Philippines to be specific." He answered casually, holding some pride in the latter statement, but kept himself humble, "We were a big family, to say the least. Me and my dad lived alongside my grandparents and a lot of our relatives under the same roof." he paused for a little bit, smiling a little bit as he looked back to old memories. "My older cousins and I were in charge of taking care of the household most of the time. It was a lot of chores, and I could honestly describe it as being comparable to a Starfleet crew." (edited)

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"My family was large too, though my grandparents didn't live with us. Though I had a lot of siblings..." She wiggled her fingers on her sides, waiting for the turbolift to reach the destination. "Big families are a lot of work, and I can agree that a Starfleet crew is similar."

"Sometimes the larger they are, the harder they are to leave..." He shrugged, subtly doing slight heel raises during the wait "A lot about a person's, or even a society's, values and culture can be learned from studying the family and how they interact with society and vice versa. The same can even be said within chosen families as well, like Starfleet." he smiled whilst slightly adjusting his glasses. "I suppose it is even one of the few aspects of life that most cultures throughout the galaxy commonly share."

"That is true. Plus they didn't treat me any differently because I looked different." Zellina sighed. I haven't talked to them in a while. Once we finish, that's the next thing I ought to do. I want to check up on my lil sisters and brothers." (edited)

"Be sure to give them my regards, I hope they're doing well" he looked down at his feet and contemplated a bit,"I should do the same, let my folks know that I am alright... and not in a blackhole inside a burning shuttlecraft." he joked, chuckling to himself. (edited)

The turbolift slowed down, eventually stopped at the destination. Zellina steps out into #corridor-05 and waited for the Ensign to follow after her.

“Utility ring.”

"Environmental ring!"

"Utility ring! Merci beaucoup!"

"Alpha ring, starbase command."

"Gamma ring! Umm Research!"

Renakir stepped into the lift and as soon as the doors he let his emotions out. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he gently ran his fingers over his two golden pips. HIM the Reman in Starfleet, promoted TWICE!? He was overjoyed, really overjoyed. He was so overjoyed he didn’t even think to give a command the lift but for some reason it was starting to move.

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Allan was a little disappointed that his favorite turbolift was occupied or out of operation or something else that caused him to not take it, forcing him to use... turbolift three. It was okay, though, actually, because when the doors had opened he realized his friend Renakir was in this turbolift! But he was... was he crying? As he stepped through the doors and stood next to his friend, he tilted his head in a bit of confusion. "Hey, Rennie! You good?" He asked, offering a smile. Renakir didn't look sad, but the tears were still there so he wanted to make sure he was okay.

"Allan!" Renakir exclaimed as he flinched and then instinctually stepped away, looking like he was gonna climb the wall. The poor Reman boy looked like he had just scene a ghost, when did Allan get there? "Yes-- I'm fine. I'm more than fine," He began to speak, silly little French accent more apparent than usual. After a couple seconds he took to catch his breath and drying his tears on his sleeve he turned back to Allan, back to his calm and cool aura. "I got promoted-- and I just have a lot of emotions, "Renakir gestured to the new pip on his collar and smiled. "It's a happy thing, I'm sorry for scaring you. Umm.. Vulcanoids and our emotions," Renakir had dealt with sadness plenty of times in his life, anger too, so controlling the actions those emotions inspired were pretty easy. But happiness? Renakir was unskilled with that emotion, which explained the tears.

"Yoooo, for real!? That's awesome, dude!" Allan grinned and offered to high-five his friend, super proud because like, who wouldn't be if their bestie got promoted? "Don't apologize, holy shit dude, that's great!" After all, in his opinion there was no need to apologize for emotions, especially positive ones like this that were totally worth having emotions over. Now both his boyfriend -and- his bestie were full Lieutenants? Fuck yeah, this day was actually going pretty well so far, definitely off to a great start. "Do you have any plannns for celebrating, maybe?" He looked up at him with a coy look and a slight wiggle of the eyebrows when he asked that question. Usually people did -something- to celebrate such a big promotion, so surely Renakir had something in mind, right? Maybe even just a small little gathering in the RRW P'low again with some ale, Allan was honestly down for anything at this point. He didn't have his shift until later in the day anyways.

Renakir, happy as he was, looked at Allan in horror at the offer of a hi five. He chuckled nervously and just ended up waving his hands around as if that was a good substitute for physical contact. He made a few weird incoherent Reman noises, a random grunt and some creaky-sounding growls. It almost sounded like Renakir.exe was broken, but no, he just didn't know how to react when he felt positive emotions. He was crying, but now he was confused? Maybe a little scared? "Yess thank you Allan," Renakir squeaked out and stopped waving his hands, choosing to just rest them by his sides. "Celebrating well.... Actually, I wanna see that guard that called me a gangly bitch at the mission, you down for a trip to the brig? Allan couldn't see, but there was a glimmer in his eyes when he said that. His lips pulled into a sly little smirk as if he was hatching some evil plot.

Allan chuckled as if this was normal behavior from Renakir, emulating the way he waved his arms around too just to match. After that, though, he crossed his arms in front of him, not because he was mad or anything, just because he was chilling as the turbolift went to... wait, where were they going anyways? "The brig!?" He exclaimed, the last time he'd been in the brig it was... very much Not Good. However, helping Renakir taunt a guard who called him a 'gangly bitch' sounded so entertaining it overweighed the fear he had of all the shields in the brig going down and stabbing and all that. Furthermore, Renakir's sly little smirk was a surefire way to convince him this would be worthwhile. "To see some bitch who called you a gangly bitch? Oh yeah, I'm down." He said, giving a sly little smirk right back in return. This sounded like fun.

Renakir was glad to see Allan mirroring his actions. He wished he was better at handling emotions, but he was still very much Romulan. "Yeah! I wrestled him for a disruptor. I was surprised at the boldness of some of those guys. Like man, I know I am friendly and all, but I shrieked so loud, Shinzon could probably hear me in his grave," He said with a loud laugh that echoed through the whole lift. He was Lieutenant Renakir now, the man who had no fear! "Oh right-- Sigma section, constabu... con... Ehrehin'hvi," Renakir was so overwhelmed with his own excitement that he suddenly forgot all his Standard and just defaulted to saying the name of the deck in Rihannsu. Allan would probably hear the word clear as 'Constabulary' through the UT. "I mean, okay, I called that guard a son of a bitch, but he called ME gangly? I know I'm grey, but look at me! I'm fucking massive!" Renakir straightened his posture and flexed his muscles, showing off his broad shoulders and strong frame. Sure he may not have been Renakir The Reman Rock Johnson, but he was no gangly bitch!

"Holy shit, dude, really?" He laughed too. "Everyone knows you're the bold one here, yeah, you're definitely not-" and just as he was about to say that Renakir was not at all gangly, Renakir had to say that he wasn't gangly and was, quote, word for word here, not mixing words at all - 'fucking massive'. If Allan had been drinking a coffee he would have choked on it, but thankfully he wasn't and he simply blinked slowly, looking over at Renakir with a bit of a blush on his face. "I meaann... if you're asking me, yes. I believe you are, Lieutenant," he said, watching as the turbolift continued to go downwards to the brig. "'Fucking massive.'" He chuckled. Renakir sure had fun phrasing sometimes.

"For-fucking-real," Renakir said in the most deadpan voice he could manage. He put his hand on his chest and shook his head to show how in utter disbelief he was at the event too. HIM? Gangly? Far from it! He was a strong and tough Reman who had no fear! Renakir laughed again when his friend repeated his words. He didn't understand how goofy he sounded, but he was alien, how was he supposed to know the nuances? He knew some memes online and of course he had friends who used slang but the way he seemed to trip over the words it was clear he was an alien through and through. The lift soon stopped at the brig and the doors opened. "Thanks Allan, I can always count on you to... What was that word, keep it.. 'Fucking lit'?" Renakir said, hesitating before saying the last phrase. He hoped he said it right. To try and cover up his bad pronunciation he waved his hands around again, as if that was a hidden form of terran slang.

"Literally, I bet we're gonna see this guy and he's gonna be the most gangly bitch in existence." Even if he was thicc as hell! There was definitely such a thing as being a gangly bitch by vibes alone, and Renakir was the absolute opposite of that despite whatever his physicality was. "We'll show him that for sure." He watched as the doors opened, laughing as Renakir said the words 'fucking lit' to him. "Fuckin' lit, yeah, exactly," he nodded, stepping out to #corridor-15 . "Keeping it lit is absolute key to any operation," he copied the hand waving thing again. He wasn't sure why Renakir was doing it, but maybe eventually it would evolve into some weird sort of distanced secret friendship handshake, so he had to keep note of how Renakir was doing it.

Having decided to do a bit of shopping, Halcyon entered the turbolift to head to the shops. “Commercial Center.”

Hal walked into the turbolift. She was still softly humming her song, which sounded faintly like Never Gonna Give You Up.

Just as Hal walked towards the turbolift, a stranger darted out, clearly having places to go. However said stranger ended up knocking shoulders with the poor pathologist. The man gave the woman one cold look before continuing on his way.

She looked back to say a quick apology before getting in. “Food court.” She said.

A certain Section 31 officer - former Section 31 officer who was only grouped with the others because they were also awaiting trial - had wandered along behind the group, lingering. As they all split up and headed to different turbolifts they instead waited, just loitering, until everyone else had gone. The turbolift only had only a couple of occupants when they stepped in, blending right in with them considering how they had changed into civilian clothes. "Take me to wherever the shops aaaaare~" They all but sung to the computer. Sure they could have just waited in the brig, but it had gotten boring in there. They weren't going to go escaping with Section 31, but they still wanted to have some fun with it all.

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He stepped in "Junior Crew Quartes!"

“Food court.”

Nalas stepped into the turbolift but then froze once the doors closed. Suddenly he was overcome by a feeling of dread. He remembered when Maggie had locked him in that closet-- he had no idea she did that until they were in sickbay. Nalas touched his forehead where he had slammed against the doors that made him pass out the second time. Maybe he couldn't do the turbolifts anymore. He then hovered his hand over his comm badge, thinking to requesting a site to site transport. Not the best solution but he didn't know if he could go through with stay on the lift. Nalas stepped forward to prompt the doors to open so he could think. Unfortunately that also signaled to anyone walking in the lift that it was open and they could hop on.

Rushing towards the lift was everyone's favourite seaweed-headed man, bouncing with each long stride, his hair seemingly stuck to his face by some mysterious force. Once he got into the lift he held his hands out so he wouldn't crash face first into the back wall. Unfortunately this action still caused the lift to shake a little, making the other occupant nearly lose his balance.

Nalas quickly made his way to the wall so he could grab the support handle when the lift began to shake. There was a soft 'click clack' as something dropped to the floor, but he couldn't hear it over his own anxiety and noise of the lift.

"Airlocks!" Kianarix said with much enthusiasm as he turned around and held his head up high-- very high, he was like seven feet tall. "Thank you Sir Turbolift," He said in a cheery voice before turning to the stranger who seemed very shaken. The friendly Romulan-Reman boy knelt down to pick up the item the person had dropped, it was a green and orange plastic toy with tons of curves, it looked fun! "You dropped this," Kianarix said as he handed it to the person.

"T-Thank you," Nalas took the fidget toy from the tall man and pressed his back against the wall. His hands were shaking so much he could barely hold the toy, but he remembered Sauk's words, Just relax.. Focus on the clicking. He moved the fidget toy into various shapes, his gaze was still focused and nervous, but at least his hands had something to do.

"That's a really cool toy by the way!" Kianarix gestured to the fidget item in the stranger's hands. He could tell the man was scared-- was it because he was so tall? Or maybe he looked scary? "My name is Kianarix, by the way," He said with a friendly wave.

Nalas almost didn't hear the tall man's compliment, but when Kianarix continued to speak he looked up. "Nalas. I mean, my name is Nalas,"He wished he could be more talkative, but he could barely focus on himself at the moment.

" It's nice to meet you Nalas," Kianarix could tell that Nalas was distracted and wished he could help-- wait he had something. The Reman man dug into his little bag he had swung around his shoulder and pulled out a tiny black ring. "Here, maybe try this one? It's a ring-- but it spins!" He explained, as he knelt down to show Nalas the item. It was a simple black ring but it had a silver band around it that spun. Right when he offered the toy to Nalas, the lift stopped at the airlocks and the doors opened. "Looks like my stop, keep it. It was nice meeting you, Nalas. Yelan Zhu!" He gave the traditional Reman goodbye before hopping off the turbolift and heading to the airlocks. He was finally going home.

Nalas took the ring from Kianarix and looked up at him, not saying anything but the look in his eyes said 'thank you'. He let Kianarix get off of the lift and promptly slipped the ring on his finger. It was quite large, probably because Vulcanoids had big hands, but the ring fit comfortably on his index finger. Now armed with his fidget toy and little fidget ring, Nalas felt a little better. Plus the tall seaweed haired man was really nice. "Environmental ring."

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She walked in and waited for Sakkath to follow. She couldn’t really think of a gift for them, and it was bothering her. She had an expression like she was lost in thought, but quickly snapped out of it. What, she was totally perfectly logical with no slip-ups whatsoever. Absolutely positively perfect. “Food court.” Once the lift started moving, she turned to Sakkath. “Yes we should visit there first. And thank you, I enjoy making presents for people.” She didn’t think there was a telepathic bond between them. She hadn’t tried to make one. She wouldn’t be opposed to the idea, but it seemed a little intimate to her. She absentmindedly fiddled with the sleeve of her sweater as the elevator moved.

Sakkath kept their eyes forward, but they were checking out the station through their peripheral vision. They could see the brightly lit corridors and the familiar white bulkheads. They were in awe of the sheer size of everything. Compared to Rapture, 777 was a whole city! They stepped into the lift with T'Asha, standing on the opposite side as her. "I wish I was equally crafty, I am not too skilled with things outside of performing arts," Sakkath admitted, turning to face T'Asha. As the lift began to move, they wondered how many Vulcans were on the station-- how many Romulans? Probably a decent amount if they were headed to Surak Snacks, Vulcanoids loved Vulcanoid food after all. "If this place is good, perhaps I will see if my uncle would like to visit. Hmm, if he is logical and calm, perhaps I could introduce you? I do not have high expectations for Romulans in my family though, "Sick burn, but they meant it. Including themself. All the Rllaillieu's were pretty feral.

“I do not mind if he is not logical, I would not expect a full Romulan with little to no exposure to Vulcan culture to be logical.” Little did T’Asha know, she had someone to visit her too! But he was keeping it a secret to surprise her, the devious little man that Savek was. He probably had nice rocks for her too.

"I would never introduce you to someone who did not represent my family well although perhaps that is the reason I am to be head of house?" Judging from their uncles voice, the man didn't seem nearly as angry as their mother, but a short voice clip could not reveal everything about a person. They straightened out their shirt and fluffed up the ends of their hair right before the turbolift opened to the #corridor-08 . "I do hope it is not crowded at the restaurant. I have a feeling the food court area is probably filled with people," Sakkath lifted their hands to fiddle with their noise cancelling devices, expecting to have to turn them up when they got out to the promenade.

T’Kastrir entered the turbolift and proceeded to the Environmental Ring, having memorised the route there. Once the turbolift arrived at his destination he headed straight into the botanical gardens seeing as they were the closest. (edited)

He stepped onto the lift, hoping that he had remembered the directions correctly. "Environmental ring!"

Placing his padd containing directions back into his handbag, he spoke. "Command deck."

Their voice was nearly monotone, and silently prayed they would not come across Voris. Cottonball was now held in their arms. "Command Deck."

In an excited voice, he almost shouted to the computer with glee. "Command deck!"

"Senior staff quarters."

"Command."

"Command, please!"

"Commercial promenade."

"Entertainment complex!"

Turbolift three was always the quietest, and not many people seemed to be out and about right now anyway. He nudged the hover-sled into the turbolift before entering behind it. "Senior crew quarters, h'if you please."

15:04

...A little while later it was back to turbolift three: onwards to the senior staff deck instead.

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...And after dealing with that it was back to the turbolift once more: but this time, heading back to Ops. Time for a cup of tea.

"Alpha Deck." T'she spoke once they entered the turbolift.

"Senior Crew Quarters" They leaned against the wall of the turbolift as they waited to return to their destination.

"Commercial Center." T'she stood stock still in the turbolift, waiting to reach their destination.

"Research Facilities, please." The scientist spoke with a nod once he had entered.

“I do not mind the material as long as it is safe. As for design, I do not have anything in mind. I suppose I will have to see the options to decide what I want.” She got into the lift. Once Sakkath was in there, she prompted the lift to go to the commercial centre.

Sakkath was thankful T'Asha did not catch their tiny slip of emotion. Well, even if she did they didn't think she would mind. Anyway, they stepped into the lift and faced forward with their hands to their sides. "The shop keeper is rather eccentric. He is a tak-tak, they have certain customs and a sort of sign language. It is important to avoid putting your hands on your hips in his presence," Sakkath warned, remembering the sign outside of the shop that explicitly had said 'no hands on hips'. "Last time I visited he only accepted haggling through.. Dance battles. Can you dance battle, T'Asha?"

“I think I can dance battle if it was necessary. I do not know if I would win, but I would try.” T’Asha was one to take a challenge. So long as it was safe. And she had flats in her purse for dancing. Did I mention she had a purse? It was black, with a gold fringe for decoration. She was really into black and gold.

"Perhaps the shopkeeper would allow you to elect a champion? I have beaten him before," Sakkath said and right as they stopped speaking, the doors opened up to the #corridor-07 . They looked left and right, making sure there were not too many people in their direct path and stepped off of the lift. As to be expected the commericial deck was quite busy with many people returning unwanted gifts or spending the money they received on new items. "I have a tricorder with me if we need to verify the authenticity of the items. He tends to sell a lot of knock off items, it is best to make judgements for ourselves rather than only go on his word."

Aoife walked into the turbolift "Command deck." She said softly, she took a moment to stand up straight and take a deep breath before arriving.

After her peculiar encounter in the hallway Aoife walked into the turbolift still holding the bridge of her nose. "Sickbay!" She demanded the pain becoming increasingly irritating after aggravating her broken nose a moment earlier.

"Command deck." Aoife said as she stepped into the turbolift.

"Chambre du personnel (Senior crew quarters)," Renakir said in his smooth French accent. Kali-fal squeaked when she heard her father speaking a foreign tongue, she liked hearing him speak other languages besides Rihannsu and Havrannsu.

It felt odd that there wasn’t anyone else in the turbolift. Normally you would run into at least someone, but she supposed that everyone else had reported to their posts (and the civilians to their quarters.) “Docking berths,” *she requested.

Vara'l entered the Turbolift and proceeded to say. "Senior Crew Quarters please."

Vara'l entered the turbolift and proceeded to request. "Senior Crew Quarters please"

"Environmental ring please."

He once again let Randy drag him into the turbolift, knowing that his brother was in what their family called ‘puppy mode’ and that he wouldn’t listen to a damn thing until he got where he was going. Once the lift stopped, the two stepped off into the #deleted-channel, ready to find their quarters.

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Now on the lift, Nokkul double checked his PADD before instructing the lift where to go. “Senior crew quarters please!” He said before the lift whisked him off to his destination.

As he enters the turbolift, he squeezed in between the already crowded turbolift "Entertainment Complex please" and the turbolift sped off in the direction of the entertainment complex

"A-Airlock."

“Junior crew quarters.” He said, before the lift whisked him away.

"Senior crwe quarters!"

"...Entertainment deck please." Vara'l requested as he entered the turbolift on his way to said location.

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Once he arrived there Vara'l stepped out and rapidly departed in the direction of the holodecks.

Oliver stepped into the lift behind Lovell. His tone was non-committal when he answered. "...Maybe?" He didn't actually recall anyone he shared his classes with. Granted the whole of his training, Crane was aggressively studying. The few times he interacted with classmates was either mandatory group projects, or throwing hands with an older student the first week in. Knowing his luck, it was this ensigns brother.

The more he talked to the other ensign, the more he realized he wasn't one for unnecessary conversation, quite different than himself that had a passion for absolutely shooting the breeze. He supposed that for every gregarious officer such as himself, there was likely one like Oliver, perhaps that is how Starfleet stayed as efficient of an organization as it was. "Well ain't that neat! Small world I reckon!" He then took a moment to just, shut his yap and stay as quiet as he could for the rest of the lift journey up to the habitation section of the station, deciding last minute to eschew the rest of the tour through other sections of the station, letting Oliver explore on his own as it seemed like that would be something he'd prefer. When the lift finally came to a halt, Randy stepped out into #deleted-channel. "Right thisaway! You're right down toward tha' end, near tha' junior crew mess."

Once in the lift, he made no pretense of speaking standard, instead hissing out an urgent request to take him to the engineering corridor in his native Gorn.

Without saying a word to anyone, Snakebyte made his way to the turbolift and stepped inside. "Senior crew quarters."

In turblift three was-- only a single tribble. Brown fur with very very sharp teeth, just waiting...

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[D] Maya happily hummed to herself as she unwrapped a good ol' meaty burrito she got herself, the mess hall she decided to bring along with her to eat along the way beforeshe started her shift. She figured it would be a more fun start to her day as she took a bite before hailing the lift and checking her PADD on her tasks for the day as she waited.

The doors of the lift opened to reveal the single tribble. It smelled meat and quickly made its way towards the engineer, moving quickly from the floor, then to her foot, and was now moving up her leg!

"NO! NONONONONO! BAD! TRIBBLE! BAD! THIS IS MY LUNCH!" Maya shouted as as the tribble moved up her leg, trying the best she could to kick the little bastard off, and raising her arm high to keep the burrito away from it. Hearing the PA announcements from both the security chief and her boss explained a lot of the situation, except for the fact that she may have a literal monster tribble on her leg! "THERE ARE FUCKING CANNIBAL TRIBBLES?!"

The cibble, pronounced chibble, using some unknown form of locomotion, was briefly kicked off by Maya and hit the wall, making a squeaky duck sound. But then, using some unknown but surprisingly speedy form of limbless locomotion, rolled up her leg again, like some kind of sticky dough ball. It wanted that burrito!!

The turbo lift doors slid open on the entertainment deck, and Kaylee walked in and saw a small furry thing on the Lieutenant in front of her. She had heard about the cannibalistic Tribbles, and did not want to see anyone bitten or eaten today, no siree. "Oh god, are you okay?!" Kaylee exclaimed as the doors shut behind her. Kaylee grabbed the tribble with one hand and held it arms length away from her and the lieutenant. "It didn't bite you, right?"

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"HAH!" she cheered as she managed to get the rascal off her, giggling internally to the rubber ducky noise it made as it squished against the wall, but her celebrations were cut short as the damn thing rolled up her leg again. *"NOOOOOOOOO!" *she screamed as she went back to frantically trying to protect her precious burrito! But luckily Kaylee was there to grab the thing away from her. "Y-yeah, I think I'm good... damn thing tried to get my burrito....seemed more interested in that than me... Thanks Ensign" (edited)

The cannibal tribble screeched and squeaked furiously, but being held as it was, with no limbs to free itself, it could do nothing but lament its situation.

Kaylee was a little nervous, she didn't want to get bitten herself, she figured these things teeth would be pretty sharp. "That's good. You're very welcome, Ma'am." she turned her hand around, still keeping it a good distance away from her, but enough to get a good look at it. If it really wanted to however, the tribble could probably tear Kaylee's arm open, which would not be ideal. "I don't know where these things came from, or why we let them on board, but I hope they get dealt with quickly."

"Well, maybe we'll figure out soon..." Maya said reassuringly, taking in a deep breath to settle herself from nearly getting mauled by angry cannibal tribble earlier, very slowly and carefully moving towards the turbolift and opening its doors. "For now, let's try to take care of that tribble real quick before it slips off and away..."

"What do you mean by that?" Kaylee asked, suddenly very defensive of this angry tribble that seemingly wants to eat them. "You don't mean kill it? Right?" she subconsciously brought the small fur ball even closer to her, curling her arm a little. This thing was now dangerously close to her, and she hadn't even noticed how close it actually was yet.

The tribble then opened it's giant mouth and CHOMP CHOMP right on Kaylee's arm! It soon realised what it was chomping on was not in fact another tribble and screeched in disappointment, don't we all feel the same sometimes?

Kaylee cried out in pain and threw the tribble across the turbo lift, immediately grabbing at the bite point which was already bleeding. "AH! Owww! Dammit!" Kaylee felt bad for throwing the creature, but it really did ask for it when it bit her like that. She lifted her hand to look at the bite.

The Tribble bounced against the wall with a loud screech and when it hit the floor began to move away in an attempt to get free. It quickly learned there were no tribbles here for it to eat and was now trying to find an exit. It's bite was tough too, razor sharp teeth that were already covered in blood from other tribbles, hope it doesn't have... Tribble rabies.

Kaylee looked at the deep bite in her arm as she bled on her hand and down her arm. Fantastic. She knew she had to get help and fast. She sent a quick Comm up to command and then made her way to the medical deck.

"Turbolifts are on lock down." The lift replied to Kaylee's attempt to move.

"You're kidding me? You expect me to just bleed out here?" Kaylee sat down against one of the walls, trying to remember the first aid training. Apply pressure, elevate, stay calm. Maybe she could request a transport? To where though?

The lift was now only filled with the blood curdling shrieks of the cibble just wanting to be free!

[Comms] Come in, Command, this is Ensign Valkyrie, I, uh, got bitten by one of those tribbles, and I'm bleeding pretty bad. Please advise.

[COMMS] "Kaylee?! It's Essen - where are you?? I'll beam right down!"

[Comms] a groan of pain can be heard, and some muffled curses. "Turbo lift three. Please help."

[COMMS] "Stay right there! I'm coming!" [D] Less than ten seconds later, Essen appeared from the bright light of the transporter. "Kaylee!" Essen practically screamed. Seeing Kaylee like this wasn't going to go over well with Essen.

"Hey Essen," a pause for a sharp inhale from the pain. "how's it going?" Kaylee was trying to be casual as she rolled up her sleeve to see the bite more carefully, there was....a lot more blood that she thought. "I uh, could be better I suppose..."

[Comms] "Hey, Lieutenant Renakir, I got a notice of a site to site transport here, is everything alright?"

Essen responded to the comm from Renakir. [COMMS] "Lieutenant, we have a medical emergency here. A tribble just bit a fellow officer. We need a medic here now!" Essen stared down the cibble, not letting it leave her sight, while she kept Kaylee close.

"I...wouldn't call it an emergency...really...I'll be....woahh..okay." she blinked a few times. "Is it just me or did the lift suddenly start..spinning..?"

[Comms] "Okay, who is the injured person? I can beam them to sickbay, the rest of you, you need to get to your post."

The cibble let out another loud screech to that.

Essen's eyes popped open - she couldn't let Kaylee go like this. Immediately Essen ripped off one of the sleeves of her own outfit, taking it off and using it as a makeshift bandage which she wrapped around Kaylee's bite. "Kaylee, listen to me, slow, deep breaths, okay?" Essen said. "Slow, deep breaths." Then she hit her communicator again. [COMMS] "SHE'S BLEEDING OUT! GET A MEDIC TO TURBOLIFT THREE NOW!" She held her phaser up, set on stun, to the cibble to keep it at bay.

"Woah...ha...Calm down...I'll be okay." Kaylee did as asked however, and slowed her breathing as much as she could, she hadn't even realised how fast she was breathing until she focused on it.

[Comms] "What is the awful noise? Anyway, all base transport is down, tell me who I am beaming and I will do that. And is there a tribble in there with you?"

Essen shot her phaser on stun at the cibble to sedate it. She was just as tired of the noise as Renakir was. [COMMS] "I'm Ensign Essen, Tactical. Ensign Kaylee Valkyrie, Engineering, is bleeding out and needs medical attention. And there is a tribble in there with us, but I just stunned it with my phaser. Listen, we can even be transported directly to sickbay if it's too risky to send someone here. We just need a medic NOW!" Essen held Kaylee in her arms, ensuring the blood loss wasn't any more severe than it already was. Not today, Essen thought to herself. I'm not going to lose her. (edited)

[Comms] Renakir audibly sighed on comms. "Yeah, that's what I'm doing. Alright I'm going to beam you both to medical."

And with that, both were beamed to #emergency-department along with the cannibal tribble that apparently hopped on for the ride.

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They quietly nodded along, making thieir way to the turbolift with nothing but the rather loud thoughts running through Allan's head. When Allan finally spoke up, asking them how long they'd been on the station, they a moment to think, just how much had happened in the two months since they had arrived on the station. Once again speaking up in their low, gravelly voice, tone completely lacking any emotion other than mild curiosity. "Two months. You meanwhile, have been here quite a bit longer, and made quite...an impression, even with my own divison back at HQ." They said, turning to face the lift doors with a soft smirk as they quietly hummed the tune to 'Never Gonna Give You Up'.

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"Two months, huh, I-" Oh. That 'you meanwhile' phrasing alone made him nervous, actually, wondering exactly what it was that had made quite the impression at HQ. His multiple breaches of security protocol? His initial hacking of Starfleet in the first place? Of course, Ayr would probably hear some of his speculating there, but.. what.. His- oh, that. Right. He chuckle some as he heard the familiar tune, also smirking as he looked up at the taller officer. Okay, wait, why was the combination of that smirk and humming of that tune strangely attra- "Ahaha, yeaaah, that was... listen, that was normal cysex protocol, just uh, happened to go through at the wrong time, I mean - I'm sure you have all that info, but - hey, it was kinda fun, though, you gotta admit," he said as they got out of the turbolift and walked over to the #int-base . "Hopefully you'll get to have a fun moment here soon enough - well, I guess this is um... sort of... sort of fun! Ghosts! Right?"

Copia and Snake rushed to the turbolift, standing inside. "Airlock, please." Before they zoomed down to the #airlock and exited the turbolift.

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T'she walked into the turbo lift tapped their foot impatiently -- even if they were not quite sure why they were acting in such a way. "Airlock" They called before they waited for the journey downwards.

Thiru entered the turbolift, just after helping Maza out. She thought that the away team could definetily use an intelligence officer and if not, she could still shoot some ghosts. "Airlock", she said, just after stepping in.

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Copia scurried into the tubrolift. She was already excited for this - she couldn't wait for such a high-energy excursion on the Eventide! "Airlock, please," She said.

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"Ah, cool. Guess I'm honoured to know I'm the first person you met here." Kaylee nodded as she walked into the turbolift. "I've been on the station for...ooh, nearly two years now. My little brother came on quite recently too, for his Cadet Cruise."

"Always nice to have family close by. I did try to convince my sister to join me here, but sadly she declined." Samantha chuckled as she stepped into the turbolift with her, already having started to wonder what her quarters might be like. As an Ensign on-board the Autumn, she'd been bunking with two other Ensigns, but since she'd been promoted, she hoped to finally have a room of her own. "So two years, huh? Anything exciting happen I should know about?" she smirks to Kaylee

"Ah. I didn't need to convince my brother. He wanted to come join up when he was 12. Ops Quarters, please." Kaylee always said 'please' and 'thank you' to the computer, she just felt mean if she didn't. Maybe the computer didn't have feelings, but most Engineers agreed that the computer had a personality. Detecting tones in its voice, even if there is little change. "...Too much, really. I mean, we've had plenty of social events, like parties and division sleepovers, but then there's also been a few emergencies. I almost lost my arm to a tribble a while ago. That's quite a long story though."

"What kinds of emergencies? I mean, I get that we're on the corner between Federation, Klingon and Romulan space but st-." she paused, turning to Kaylee after a moment, "Wait what? Almost lost your arm to a... Okay, I definitely have time to listen to that story." She chuckled, a mixture of surprise and confusion on her face.

"I mean, yknow, the normal, ghosts, tribbles with teeth, impostors." Kaylee shrugged, as if cannibalistic tribbles and paranormal activity were normal. "So yeah, I was on the holodeck with my now-girlfriend, and we hear the announcement. Cannibalistic Tribbles. They bite and eat...like meat. Anyways, I got caught in a stuck turbo lift with one, grabbed it out of fear, and (tw: gore) it bit my arm open. I started bleeding everywhere. had to get an emergency transport to medical to get my arm put back together. Those little guys had like razor sharp teeth though."

Samantha gave Kalyee a rather sceptical look, "Tribbles? With teeth? I thought Tribbles were supposed to be just a nuisance. A fluffy, adorable nuisance. Not...deadly." She pulled a face as she tried to imagen what such a creature might look like, only able to envision a fluffy mouth with razor-sharp teeth. that was an image that would haunt her for a while. "I'm glad you're alright though. It definitely sounds like this will be a more exciting assignment than my previous." she said, changing the subject

"Yep. Pretty scary things too. But we fixed it. Like we do. And it should be. The people here are good, there's places to eat, to get drinks, to enjoy yourself. It's great here." Kaylee nodded, fiddling with the ring on her finger. A promise ring. Her promise ring, from her dearest girlfriend Essen. It still gave her that excited feeling when she looked at it. "Where are you from?"

"Umm do you mean where was i born or what was my last assignment?" Samantha chuckled, turning back to Kaylee, "Well I was born on board the U.S.S. Royal Oak. Sovereign class. Beautiful ship. But my previous posting was the U.S.S. Autumn as an Ensign. She was one of the last Miranda class ships still in service, and although the Autumn was a workhorse, she did have a tendency to show her age. I think I helped repair just about every system on that ship at least once." She let out a laugh as she thought back over her time aboard her old ship. "One time, we were carrying a supply of industrial replicators to New Romulus when the plasma injector in the port nacelle completely fused. We spent four days straight trying to fix it, then another two weeks limping back to starbase 234 for repairs. I put a lot of long shifts in on that ship, but I also learned a lot too.”

"Wow. Royal Oak. I heard about her, she really was a beauty, wasn't she? I could only imagine serving on a ship like her." Kaylee said, almost wishful. Hey, she loved it here on the station, but to be on the crew list of a ship like the Royal Oak was something money - or lack thereof - couldn't buy. "Ooh, that wouldn't be great. I deal mostly in tools, and just certain parts of tools fusing can be a nightmare. I can't even began to imagine a whole plasma injector."

"Well i was only a child onboard the Royal Oak. Me and my family transferred to Earth when I was 11. But it was fun. Always an adventure around every corner." Samantha chuckled as she brushed some loose hair from her face. "But on the Autumn? Let me tell you that crawling around in those old maintenance tunnels was not fun. Very cramped and unformattable. And no carpet either. Not like modern Jefferies tubes at all." She chuckled again.

"Ah, interesting. I grew up on Earth. Plain old hunk of dirt, but I wouldn't trade it for anything." Kaylee said, making sure the tools in her belt weren't going to slip out. That could be a nightmare if she reaches for a tool only to realise she dropped it walking from her quarters to breakfast to the repairs lab. "Mhm, I've only been in the Jefferies tubes once or twice, but I didn't hate them. I'd honestly just chill out there if I could."

"Hehe well I think you might say otherwise after you've been crawling around inside them for a few hours." Samantha laughed as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder once again. "Of course there's no telling what my duties will be. I could end up mostly doing maintenance on shuttles, judging by how many this stations has. And all things considered, I'd enjoy that."

"Ha, maybe. But shuttle maintainance can't be too bad. I deal with misaligned hyperspanners and nearly snapped decouplers. Its good though, I enjoy it." Kaylee said, as the turbolift came to a halt at #corridor-03. "Alright. We're here."

"Well if i ever need my tools serviced, I know who to come find." Samantha said, as she gave Kaylee a nod. She then pulls out her PADD from her bag, checking the details on it. "okay, my quarters are in section... nineteen-alpha, if that helps."

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"Operations quarters please." Rakim requested as he entered the turbolift and turned to face the door. After the turbolift finally arrived, the El-Aurian smoothly stepped out as he started his search for the right quarters space.

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It was with reluctance that she abandoned her browsing of the wares in the shop’s window – not just because it meant that she might have to awkwardly make eye-contact with Vialara again, but because the shop really did have some cute little products. There was a wooden ornament shaped like a tree, very well carved and with little insects dotted about it. She might have to go back for that one, given Kea’s obsession with insects. Whenever they went for a walk around the environmental ring, Niwa had to stop Kea at the exit and have her tip out her pockets. Otherwise, she’d walk out with all of the ladybirds that she had collected. She lead them off the entertainment promenade and into one of the turbolifts, a few other people filing in around them. She kept talking, but quietly – everyone else was having their own conversations at least, so it wasn’t like they were chatting in an otherwise completely silent enclosed space. “I do want to get out of these heels,” she mused with a laugh, and gingerly shifted her weight from one foot to the other. It was fine when she was moving, but when she stopped and thought about it that was when her feet started to hurt. “…And maybe throw them out of the airlock afterwards. They look nice but were such a bad idea.”

Vialara slid in beside Niwa, trying her best to fit both her and her large flowy dress into the back of the turbolift, trying her best not to take up space from any of the other occupants. "That might be a wise idea, they do look very nice however." She said with a gentle chuckle. "You'll remember for next time though. Especially for a formal event, those things seem to drag on forever, so you'll definitely need to take a spare pair with you." Vialara waited patiently as the turbolift slowly made its way towards its destination, trying to think of ways to break the awkwardness of waiting for the rest of their conversation, soon enough she turned back to Niwa. "Is Keazayi away for the evening or do you have a babysitter? You're not in a rush to get back again are you? Would it be better to head back to your place?"

Niwa squashed herself up against the back wall as much as possible so Vialara could also get more out of the way of the others in the turbolift. That dress really was stunning, but she supposed the downside of the extra fabric was the fact that you'd take up more space. A few more stops and people got off at their respective decks though, so it wasn't too long until it was just the two of them there as the turbolift continued smoothly moving through the station. "Kea's at her friend's," she replied. It seemed that collectively, all of the parents of Kea's friend group had come to an unspoken agreement about babysitting. If anyone wanted a night out then they'd take it in turns. "They're playing 'princesses and dragons,' apparently. I'm pretty sure that Kea is going to be the dragon. There was also talk about nail polish and hair braiding, so I'm a little worried that she's going to come home with all of her tendrils tangled together, but we'll see. ...Oh, I'm bored of this," she then added in a very swift change of conversation as she shifted her weight again. Now that there was no one else in the turbolift, she kicked off her heels and crouched down to pick them up. It wasn't a good night (or day?) out unless you were walking home barefooted.

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The chief medical officer smiled and nodded along, it was frequent to hear of Keazayi going away to sleepovers or even vice-versa and her having numerous friends around to visit, so it was positive for the CMO to hear that Kea was getting on well with a number of kids onboard. "I'm glad to hear that, it's always good to have those around you to rely on if you need them. And I'm sure Keazayi loves spending time with her friends too." She let out a faint chuckle as she heard her talk about their sleepover, and then grimaced slightly at the sound of the tangled Tendrils. "Ouch, that sounds painful, are they not like, part of your head? Getting them tangled together seems like it would hurt." With the turbolift emptied, she stepped forward a bit and fluffed out her dress so it wasn't bunched up anymore, before she looked down at Niwa as she kicked her heels off. "I was waiting for that, not that I doubted you, but I had a feeling this was going to happen before you made it back." She said with a chuckle. "But like I say, it's nothing I've never had to do before. At least you're not drunk, there's nothing worse than stumbling across town drunk out your mind, trying to walk in heels that are far too tall for you." She said, with a quiet chuckle, before that smile seemed to fade slightly. "Not that I need to worry about that anymore, that was a long time ago."

Niwa laughed a little at Vialara’s reaction. “They’re part of your head, sure, but your tendrils won’t hurt unless you… You know, do something to them. Tie them too tightly, tug them, that sort of thing. I always figured hair is the same.” Maybe it wasn’t and all of her presumptions had been completely false. So many other species had hair. So soft. It genuinely made her jealous sometimes. “Kea’s are thin enough that you could try to braid them, but they’re still a bit too short for that. I’m not sure how they’re going to try it.” Subconsciously she put a hand to her own tendrils, checking that they were still held back in their usual equivalent of a bun. “Honestly, the main issue with tendrils is how much they can weigh. It takes me a lot more than just a hair bobble to keep these tied up.” “As for heels? I’m definitely going to remember your trick next time,” she commented as she took a few small steps around in a circle, testing out how hard the floor was. This was the benefit of being on a starbase instead of a planet: you had a perfectly normal floor to walk on barefooted instead of having to gingerly tiptoe your way across the rough stones of a street. At the talk of ‘stumbling across town drunk out your mind’ she looked back to Vialara, just catching the hint of her smile dropping a little. Perhaps the CMO had been somewhat of a party animal during her time at university? “…Maybe we’ll just stick with synthahol. It tastes just the same, and you don’t feel awful afterwards.”

"I just presumed that since they were sort of... Fleshy that it's maybe a bit different than hair, but you're probably right. Although, they do seem a little bit more of a challenge to wrangle in than a simple high ponytail." She smiled and put her hand up to her usual pristine hair, it was incredibly rare to see her with a hair out of place, and today was no exception, wanting to look her best for the holodeck event. "Mhm, you definitely need to get yourself a spare pair of flats. Do what I do and as soon as you get home, put a pair into your bag you usually take with you on days like this. Even with my trick, I've had days where I got home so drunk I forgot to put them back into said bag and had to do yet another walk of shame." She let out a slight chuckle, it wasn't as happy sounding as before, but still positive nonetheless. "Synthahol is by far the best solution. I personally don't touch alcohol anymore. It's not worth the hassle." She slid her hands down to her sides again, grasping at her dress as the turbolift came to a halt, stepping out into the #deleted-channel "This is our stop."

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Vara'l slowly entered turbolift three as he had probed the area that happened to hurt at the moment. He had then stood there for a moment as he'd probed the area before he had then sighed and requested. "Medical please." Before he stopped that and clapsed his hands loosely behind his back as he waited. Once the turbolift arrived, he stepped out and then had proceeded on toward sickbay.

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Astrid headed into the turbolift and stepped inside. "Engineering corridor." Before the turbolift brought her down to #corridor-16 and she stepped out.