Posted on Fri May 25th, 2012 @ 3:01pm by Lieutenant JG Erienne Tosca
Location: Erienne's Quarters
The soft hum of the station was starting to irritate Erienne. It was always there in the background, silent enough to be ignored when distracted. Persistent enough to be heard when alone with unwanted thoughts. She rubbed her ear, thinking that maybe it was just her inner ear playing up, but the hum returned when she pulled her hand away from her ear. Distractions, that was what she needed.
She was slowly starting to feel more at home on the research and development facility. She enjoyed the company of clever people, and the scientists and engineers on the station always had something in common with her. Whether it was a shared sense of humour, or a shared interest in a side subject . Of course, she could never keep up with the scientific babble of the astrometrics officer, or fully understand the engineer's explanation of some thingamajig, but she felt quite happy to just be surrounded by people who used their heads.
Erienne walked over the the window, sitting down on the sofa in front of it, her knees resting on the seat, her elbows on the back of the sofa. Her hand supported her chin as she looked into space, with a childishly bored look. 24 hours, and then another break in her work routine. She used to hate routine, always wanting to do something on the spur of the moment, whatever took her fancy. Like last time, when Ti came around. And that had been fun. Sorta. So why did she feel this irritation at having her routine broken by another mission?
She threw herself on her back on the sofa, her hands folded on her stomach, while she studied the ceiling. She frowned. Maybe it was because she felt she wasn't told everything. The need for discretion, the secrecy, the covert nature of the whole thing; it just didn't sit right with her. Part of her wanted to discuss every little detail she picked up on, but who could she talk to? Ti? Now why did that name have to pop up first?
She reached out and grabbed the padd that was on the table in front of the sofa. She stabbed at it with her fingers. Oops. She just deleted something that she shouldn't have. She sighed and got up. Only one thing left to do.
"Hello Erienne," her mother's smiling face said from the view screen. "You certainly call a lot these days. Homesick?"
"No, mam," Erienne said, smiling back. "I just thought it would be nice to chat a bit. So how's Jo doing?"
Mundane conversation breaking the silence pushed the hum of the station out of her mind.