On Mon, 3 May 1999 09:52:49 -0700 (PDT), Steph Ellis
<veronyca_elvenchild@yahoo.com> writes to USS Galileo
<galileo@ucip.org>:
The last thing Triss remembered before the red and black portal
engulfed them all was saying "What in Heaven have you done?!" to
the
Nharwek scientist. Then there was an aching sensation of absolute
nothingness, then the bone jarring re-entry into what she assumed was
normality. She blinked her eyes and groaned involuntarily, seeing the
sand, and sat up coughing to clear her lungs.
{{Great,}} she thought. {{A desert. Brings back *lovely* memories of
the Vulcan mission...}}
Triss looked around and saw Steve and Ktryna, but no one else from the
away team. She hoped that since the others hadn't been near the
science lab they'd escaped being engulfed by the portal. She fought
back the nausea she was feeling and slowly stood, wincing at the
brightness of the sun.
"I would've thought you could've landed us better Steve..." she
joked
as she walked over, dusting herself off. Then she looked around,
shading her eyes with her hand. "I wonder where we are..." she
said.
Steve shrugged and tried to contact the Intrepid, but all he got was
static. "This wasn't what I meant when I said I needed a break
Steve,"
Triss said. He chuckled and said something about this not being his
idea of paradise either. Then Ktryna went to scout around a bit.
Triss knelt down by the stream near Steve and splashed some water onto
her face with a sigh. "You okay?" he asked her. She gave him a
half-smile. "Aside from the fact that I feel like I've been drug
face-down through seven of the deepest hells from any given religions,
yeah...I guess so."
Steve chuckled. "Still have that headache huh?"
She nodded. "Yes. And to make things worse, it's not the kind of
headache you can take something for. It's more of a mental headache
than a physical one."
"I won't pretend to understand how that feels," Steve replied.
Triss was about to say something else, but before she could Ktryna came
back with her report of approaching people. "I agree, we should move.
There must be at least *something* around here we can use for cover."
As they headed toward the dark area against the horizon, Triss wondered
what is was. {{Maybe trees...}} she thought. {{Or mountains...}}
They'd find out when they got closer.
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LtJg Trissana Moraine
XO <<frightening thought, that ;)>>
USS Galileo
AKA:
LtJg Kendre N'rell
CMO
USS Magellan
Ens Mykayla Brooks
AEO
USS Avalon
Ens AisLynn of the House of K`meHl
ASECO
SB Arcadia
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