Delta Quadrant-Out There

Fri, 26 Nov 2004 21:26:02 GMT

::free of Voyager now...last attempted communication from that end was a couple of days back::

::it wouldn't have been a bad feeling, being left alone by them, if not for certain complications::

::runs hand across face sleepily, listening to quiet hum of autopilot...will have to take over manually in a few hours, when the something on sensors resembling civilization looms closer::

::shifts in helm seat, turning to glance toward back of shuttle and the blanket-covered lump on deck::

Stupid stowaway.

::swings chair around again, kicking feet up on console and brooding::

Wed, 17 Nov 2004 00:53:17 GMT

::makes way into Cargo Bay Two, heading straight for assigned storage area::

::hell of a big stack of crates growing there::

::sighs, turning freshly written letter over in hand::

::bends to unseal crate and place letter within, tucking it safely between assorted books and framed holoimages::

::lets hand linger on them for a moment before straightening to turn a slow circle around room::

::seems empty, had even gotten used to seeing Seven and her alcove::

::a lot seems empty::

Lieutenant Wildman to Kim. Andrew, the Captain is ready for you in the shuttlebay.

::jumps slightly::

...

Thanks. On my way.

::seals crate again, taking a deep breath and walking toward exit::