Wednesday, March 30, 2011

T'Pol In The Hot Seat

Guest Poster: Mirror T'Pol

I'm in charge on the Bridge for the first time since my promotion to Lieutenant Commander. Naturally, it's during the 'graveyard shiift', when the Enterprise's corridors go very quiet and most of the crew are in bed, or in  bed with someone else. Indeed, the only activity that tends to happen is that staff walk very quickly from their quarters into someone else's.

Technically, of course, in space, there is no night and day, and so we have an 'artificial night' to get the bodies adaptable. An invading enemy isn't going to know that, though. We can't ask them to come back in the morning when everyone is awake. Hence the skeleton staff we have to pilot the ship.

"What's it like out there, Lieutenant Britney?" I ask. Naturally, I wanted Brit to share the shift with me and a be a helmsman. She wouldn't want to be alone in our quarters. We can then go back together later on when it is all over.

"All quiet, sweetie." Brit answers, as she turns around to blow me a kiss.

"Brit!" I whisper, "I'm your commanding officer on the Bridge. You shouldn't address me like that. Only when we're together alone."

"I've seen Captain Picard talk to Beverly Crusher like that!" she replies.

"Maybe in the corridors, but not on the Bridge!"

"Okay, honey." she winks, "I won't do it again."

"Object closing in on sensors!" interrupts Ro Laren, who is on Tactics.

"Identify" I say in my authoritive voice.

"It's a Romulan ship!" Ro answers, and I am told they are hailing us.

"Captain Picard....who are YOU?" asks the Romulan on the videoviewer.

"This is Lieutenant Commander T'Pol." I tell them, "I am in charge of the Enterprise."

"A Viulcan Commander.?" sighs the one on the left, "That's all we need. Where are Picard, Riker, or the robot?"

I explain to them that it is an artificial night here and that I am on the graveyard shift while the Captain and the others sleep.

"It's just like going to a stage show on Romulus, sir." says his assistant, "One goes to see the top performers, and we end up getting the understudies."

Understudies? I think I've just been insulted.

"It serves you right for coming when the matinee was on." I tartly reply. with that, the Romulans switch off the videoviewer, then reverse course towards Romulan space.

"What was that all about?" asks Britney.

"I'm not sure." answers Ro, "We may just have prevented a hostile invasion by not being the people they wanted to see.

We look at each other, then laugh out loud.

"Time for some coffee and donuts!" I exclain.


The Curmudgeon said...

My, what easily deterred Romulans. Couldn't have told them to wait a a couple of hours until the day shift came on? Actually, if she had just said that Picard is off planning the surrender of the Romulan Empire they might have capitulated then and there.

order thesis said...

to see a bold Spears.....better I'd blind. creepy view