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ten_fwd2015-02-04 01:16 pm
walfordpsychopath) wrote in ten_fwd2015-02-04 01:16 pm
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After being dismissed from Sickbay, Sean Slater has been taken to spending time by himself. Mostly to digest what's happened, but partly because he didn't really want to interact with anyone.
He's wandered the corridors of the areas of the Enterprise he's been allowed in, familiarised himself with the technology he has access to as best he can figure it out. But, still... it's a bit... odd.
That's the best way he can think to describe it.
He finds himself in Ten Forward, and moves, almost automatically, to the bar, lowering himself into a stool, ordering tea. He stops the bartender from listing off a whole ream of teas, telling him, rather tersely, that he just wants normal, English Earth tea.
While he's waiting he closes his eyes, opening and closing the fingers on his right hand. They still felt cold sometimes... he still felt cold. It was all in his head, of course, the sickbay here was... Well... Amazing. All symptoms of his hypothermia were gone.
Except from what was in his head.
Sighing, and thanking the bartender, he wraps his hands around the mug for a few minutes, before taking a sip.
He's wandered the corridors of the areas of the Enterprise he's been allowed in, familiarised himself with the technology he has access to as best he can figure it out. But, still... it's a bit... odd.
That's the best way he can think to describe it.
He finds himself in Ten Forward, and moves, almost automatically, to the bar, lowering himself into a stool, ordering tea. He stops the bartender from listing off a whole ream of teas, telling him, rather tersely, that he just wants normal, English Earth tea.
While he's waiting he closes his eyes, opening and closing the fingers on his right hand. They still felt cold sometimes... he still felt cold. It was all in his head, of course, the sickbay here was... Well... Amazing. All symptoms of his hypothermia were gone.
Except from what was in his head.
Sighing, and thanking the bartender, he wraps his hands around the mug for a few minutes, before taking a sip.