B'Elanna Torres (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
no_exaggeration) wrote2011-03-16 10:38 am
no_exaggeration) wrote2011-03-16 10:38 am
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[The feed flips on, and B'Elanna's sitting at her desk, studying a PADD. She's in a yellow, twenty-fourth century Starfleet uniform, and the way she's frowning at what she's reading makes her cranial ridges more prominent. But it's only a few seconds before she discards the PADD onto the desk, and looks up.]
Right. So as I understand it, this ship is a little like a traveling penal colony. Not exactly a setting I'm familiar with, but. [She shrugs, looking nonchalant, and turns away, snorting to herself.] Of course Tom's never around when he'd be useful. So. Since I don't get myself an inmate until God knows when, who can point me toward engineering?
[And a pause, because she's picked up the PADD again to look through network entries, and what the hell, guys.]
IS this kind of crap normal around here?
Right. So as I understand it, this ship is a little like a traveling penal colony. Not exactly a setting I'm familiar with, but. [She shrugs, looking nonchalant, and turns away, snorting to herself.] Of course Tom's never around when he'd be useful. So. Since I don't get myself an inmate until God knows when, who can point me toward engineering?
[And a pause, because she's picked up the PADD again to look through network entries, and what the hell, guys.]
IS this kind of crap normal around here?