[USS Athena] "Getting up on the wrong Foot"

[T'Shana Tubed <antediluvian2370@xxxxxxxxx>]

Getting up on the wrong Foot


    The balding man's blue eyes sparkled with excitement, while he spoke. She 
sat by his feet with a number of other children and grown-ups alike, some 
sitting, some standing... a small crowd gathering around the famous Captain 
Jean-Luc Picard, as he dazzled them with stories of adventure and discovery on 
board the Federation starships that crisscrossed the galaxy in search of new 
life and new civilizations.
    She was mesmerize, as where most of the others in the group. It wasn't like 
they weren't used to knowing discoveries, after all most of them were 
Scientists or children of such. But life aboard a Starfleet vessel seemed to 
have a certain draw, especially on those with an adventurous spirit.
    As his words flowed, her imagination soared, her surroundings turning into 
space, stars, planets, nebulae...

    ...slowly people's images faded, leaving only the darkness of space around 
her. Picard's voice grew faint, until it completely subsided. The heated flush 
of her own excitement gradually grew cold, as a chill creeped up her body. It 
was as if an icy hand was reaching for her, pulling her in, from her toes, inch 
by inch, moving up the length of her body. She instinctively kicked at the 
frigid touch, but there was nothing there. And yet, slowly, her body grew numb 
until she could feel it no more, only her brain was still running, laboriously 
fighting against the overwhelming tiredness falling heavily upon her.

    'No! NO! This isn't right! Don't let it overtake you! DON'T LET IT GET 
YOU!! Fight, T'Shana, FIGHT!!!'  She screamed, but there was no sound...


    T'Shana woke up swinging, covered in sweat, her heart pounding into her 
throat. She rolled over the edge of her bed and landed on the floor with a loud 
thud. She rubbed her head, looking around the dim room cautiously. But hitting 
the hard surface seemed to knock some more sense into her mind, for she began 
to remember where she was, suddenly very happy that no one could see her 
splatted on the floor like that.
    She quickly jumped up and took a few rushed steps toward where she 
remembered the bathroom was located, when she felt herself being held back, as 
if someone was grabbing her ankles. A loud squeal came from her mouth before 
she hit the floor once again. 
    She swung and kicked furiously, her heartbeat beginning to drum once again, 
before she finally realized that the 'someone' that had grabbed her was a 
something. Apparently, her feet had gotten tangled up in the blanket laying on 
the floor, the blanket that she evidently had thrown off herself during her 
disturbing dream.
    "Oh, for goodness sake," T'Shana sighed, rubbing her forehead. "It was just 
a dream... just a dream." She remained seated on the floor, pulling her legs 
against her body, rocking slightly. "Many people relive perils. What can you 
expect when going through a traumatic event like a near death experience... 
yeah... near death...," she sighed, laying her forehead against her knees. 
    For a moment she wished she was back in sickbay. Rest had been much more 
refreshing, when Dr. Fyrstk had kept her hypoed. She considered asking him for 
a sleep aid, though she wondered if that would lessen her chances for Ronov to 
make her a crew member.
    "Maybe I just need to wait until after I see the Commander," she muttered. 
She slowly stood up and moved to the bathroom, "IF I ever get to see him about 
an assignment... hopefully....."


 "Knowledge becomes wisdom only after it has been put to practical use."

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