Grimmly pulling back her curls in a tight tail, Lillian stepped into the physical fitness center. The day she'd arrived, she'd noted that the facility was a mere 30 yards from her cadet quarters and she'd meant to make time to come. But between investigating the secondary sick bay (she'd not had the audacity to walk into the main sick bay), playing with Nasu and taking care of her new Risan topiary (which her father had given her as a gift when she left home), she'd lost track of time... not for the first time.
After her debaucle in the commandant's office (where she'd had trouble catching her breath after a ten minute jog) she realized she desperately needed to make time for her fitness.
Finding an unoccupied corner of the room, she began the mind-clearing exercises of a Tai Chi kata, hoping she could stay unnoticed. There were several other people present, but Lillian had learned early on that while she had an exceptional gift for nurturing and healing all forms of life... she was a mess when it came to socializing with her fellows.
Jus then she missed a step as she recalled a horribly embarassing moment during her interview when she had actually stated that she "was just better with people when they were unconcious and bleeding."
Realigning her body, Lillian attempted to regain the flow. Hands forward, left leg back...
The Cadet she was with, Jack Clark, was lost in the crowd on the Promenade that had gathered to witness the collapsed bulkhead. It wasn't as bad as it sounded, disappointing Kayla. As much as she was a naive girl, she enjoyed excitement. She was always attracted to a crowd. She had left him, returning to her room, and a few hours later, left for her weekly work out.
Kayla, as anyone who had spent five minutes with her could tell, was rather superficial. Looks were important to the girl, and she had the body to show for it. Her dark hair was meticulously combed, and she regularly spent upward of an hour getting ready in the mornings.
The physical fitness center was open to the general public. It was a co-ed facility, for both Starfleet and civilian alike. It was a great place, the Bajoran had found, to meet the new Cadets. The male ones especially. The marines-in-training regularly came to show off their physical abilities. Kayla regularly came to watch. Toning herself was a secondary necessity, relatively speaking of course.
The room was not too crowded, and consisted of mostly females. The nineteen year-old waitress would benefit from that fact by completing an entire work out routine, instead of sacrificing fitness in an effort to constantly position herself for a good view of the newest marine recruit.
"Are you using this?" Kayla asked a human girl, sitting with her eyes closed. There was a chair close by to her, and she wished to use it, but did not get a response.
Clueless to the fact that the cadet was trying to cleans her mind of her surroundings, Kayla nudged her again. "Are you using this?" she asked, this time gaining the attention of the girl.
Her kata complete, soaked in sweat, her body thrumming from the exertion of little-used muscles, Lillian assumed lotus and found her mind in a perfect state of balance. Closing her eyes she simply breathed.
Balance.... serenity.... POKE "Are you using this?"
In a most ungraceful moment, Lillian's eyes popped open and she fell backward away from the face a mere foot from hers. She felt the cord holding her hair in place pop out. Staring upward, she gazed at one of the most beautiful women she'd ever seen. The woman stood over her, her body detailed by her workout attire. Hair, eyes, face, body... Lillian became very aware of her own comfotable gi and the 10 extra pounds she carried in her mid-section. Coming to her feet accompanied by at least one pop from her knees (a 22 year old body should not sound like this) she tried to smile as she attempted to rein in her hair, but then remembered the woman had asked something.
"I didn't mean to wake you," Kayla apologized, "but I just wanted to borrow the chair that was sitting next to you. See, I do this workout routine that requires a chair, and while that one over there," she pointed to a rickety chair across the room, "is available, I don't like using it."
She took the chair without waiting for an answer. It was clear the girl wasn't going to be using it.
Someone such as Kayla was not surprised at anything she saw anymore. If sleeping became a work-out routine, great! She would catch a nap as soon as she was finished curling her weights.
The weights were another comedic situation. In each hand she held a three kilogram dumbbell. She struggled as she curled her arm inward toward her body, switching which arm pulled in each repetition. The lack of effort it should take, and the amount of effort it did take, were far apart on the spectrum. Between the first and second set, her curiosity got the better of her.
"What are you here for?" She had known the girl was a Cadet from the uniform, but not the discipline. It wasn't that important to her anyway- she didn't have much interest in Starfleet. It was something to talk about, though, as she strained to lift another set of fifteen curls for each arm while the Cadet replied.
The woman began a routine involving weights and Lillian shuddered inwardly. One of the reasons she rarely worked out was because of the dull repitition of such an exercize. At home, her father and her would go hiking to discover some new botanical rarity. The mountains less than a kilometer from the house made for great climbing. And looking out over the valley from the top...
Lillian made a mental note to use the holodeck for rock climbing sometime during her stay here. Better than that, she thought as the woman switched arms.
Resuming her seat, Lillian began to stretch next to the quiet woman. Making sure her feet were still flexible enough for an difficult ascent - she started making a mental list of what moutain areas she'd request of the holodeck.
She wasn't so far into her mental list, though, that she didn't hear the woman ask her what she was here for. Looking up, she smiled, "I'm going to be a medical officer."
Her eyes shone as she explained, "I have a talent for the healing arts. Plant, animal or sentient being... I've always had a facination with the way they're put together and what makes them tick. I'm thrilled to have this opportunity to expand my knowledge and ability."
Blushing, she realized she'd rambled a bit. She turned her face away to begin her calf stretches. Quiety, she asked, "What about you?"
Kayla had to finish out her set before she could respond. It was the first time in ages that she actually committed to doing her regime, and following through became a larger feat than anticipated.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel she had laid over the back of the chair earlier. After catching her breath, she answered.
"Oh, I'm good at a little bit of everything." In Kayla's world, 'a little bit of everything' meant that she knew how to get by no matter what her surroundings were. It did not imply that she excelled in anything. Kayla did not see her shortcomings in the modern technological world as shortcomings though. The mere fact that she could actually make it on her own was good enough for the Bajoran girl.
"I am currently a waitress at Tante Maria's Bakery." She shifted the chair to face Lillian. "Don't confuse me with that waitress from the Starquake though. She's Bajoran too, and has a similar name, but she can only dream of being as toned as this." She flexed her arm muscles. For the small framed girl, the muscle did bulge a little. The reality of the situation was, the three kilogram weights were probably useless for toning. The girl was fooling herself.
"I don't have many pastimes. I usually spend time in one of the shops or restaurants, meeting boys, talking to other girls..." Her eyes drifted away as she talked. It was clear that Kayla lived for social attention.
When she finished listing the few more activities she enjoyed, her facial expression could be gauged as coming back to the present. "I don't have many permanent friends." This was the first time Kayla frowned during the dispensation of her personal likes and dislikes.
Noticing that she killed the in-training atmosphere, she stiffened her lips up, straightening the frown into a tight lipped concentration. She lifted the weight one more time before exhaling loudly as she let it down. It hit the floor with a thud.
"I know a few Doctors around here. I mean, I've talked to a few that I've waitressed for." She laid down on the mat and started to do stomach crunches. Her eyes squinted shut on each upward movement. On the downward motion, she spoke,
"What kind... of stuff... do you do.... on your... training....?"
Kayla never did find out what they really do while waitressing for them. "It's not ..... classiffied... is it?....".
When the graduation ceremony finished Lorna changed out of her dress uniform and into workout clothes. She had slightly sprained her wrist on the mission and wanted to do some work to restore her strength. She walked to deck 27 planning her exercise regime en route.
The fitness center was fairly empty when she arrived. She had a look round trying to spot anyone she knew. There was one face that looked familiar. It took a moment for Lorna to put a name to the young Bajoran woman talking to the cadet. She walked over to the pair of them.
"Hello, it's Tiara isn't it?" She smiled aware that the young woman probably wouldn't remember the name of every customer added "I'm Lorna Holsen, we met a little while back in Tante Maria's. How are you?"
"Hello," Lorna said looking at the cadet. She couldn't keep up with all of them. "Have you just arrived?"
Lillian felt a pang of sympathy for Tiara when she mentioned her lack of friends. After all, that wasn't much different from herself. She had pets, plants and patients... she sighed.
Beginning her sun salutation, she stretched and chuckled softly, "Classified? Hardly. In fact I'm..."
"Hello, it's Tiara isn't it?" A woman called in greeting as she walked up to them. "I'm Lorna Holsen, we met a little while back in Tante Maria's. How are you?"
Lillian noticed with amusement, that contrary to Tiara's claim that she didn't have many friends... people seemed to know her. Of course, Lillian thought to herself, aquaintences weren't necessarily always friends. The newcomer seemed friendly enough, though.
"Hello." She heard the woman say. Being upside down, she didn't realize that she was being spoken to until the woman spoke again. "Have you just arrived?"
Looking up, Lillian attempted a smile as the muscles in her abdomen protested the upturned movement of her neck. "Yes, just arrived. Not assigned yet." Finishing her stretch and coming into updog, she looked at Tiara and smiled more naturally. "Nothing classified. Just class-less as of yet."
"You can call me Kayla. Tiara is too formal. You are a Doctor, right?" she responded to the officer, reminding her that Bajoran surnames preceded the names they are called by.
"Lillian is a Doctor too." Kayla added. She didn't know if Lillian was actually a doctor yet, or if she had to wait to graduate from training, but just saying it made Kayla feel smart - as if she got to present something of importance to the officer. Aside from that, she really had nothing in common with an officer.
The fact that her training wasn't classified sparked a barrage of questions. Now that Doctor Holsen was present, maybe she could answer some of them.
"I heard that the USS Hepta got lost in the future. Did they go there on purpose?" A few training missions ago there was an accident that brought the instructional ship into the future. It was supposed to be classified information, but people gossiped all the time. Kayla pieced it together the best she could, but ended up off the mark a bit with the 'on purpose' part.
"I would never want to go to the future... Then I would have to see myself old and wrinkly," she shuddered at the thought, the chills running quickly up her spine, shaking quickly to remove them. "Blyuck."
It was quite clear the Bajoran didn't know a smack about temporal science, as one probably wouldn't run into themselves in the future anyway. Desperate to be a part of the conversation, however, she tried to hardest to fit in.
She sat back on her chair one more time, in attempt to lift her weights. It was no use though. Her arms were already acting like jelly, and wouldn't allow her to lift any more than a couple of times. Instead, she listened to Holsen and Moroe speak, trying her best to understand the technical jargon used.
"You can call me Kayla. Tiara is too formal. You are a Doctor, right?" she responded. Lorna smiled, she knew that Bajorans usually had family name followed by surname but she'd simply remembered the wrong name. "Yes I am," she said, then added "I wish I had your memory. "
"Lillian is a Doctor too." Kayla added. Lorna looked at the upside down cadet wondering if she would be on the next training mission.
"Hello," Lorna said "Have you just arrived?" "Yes, just arrived. Not assigned yet." The cadet changed position and looked at Kayla "Nothing classified. Just class-less as of yet."
"I heard that the USS Hepta got lost in the future. Did they go there on purpose?" Lorna had long since ceased to be surprised by the speed even supposedly secret news got around in an enclosed community. Besides which waitresses and bar staff always knew everything about everyone. Far be it from her to dampen her enthusiasm...
Lorna started to stretch while she considered her response. "That mission was out when I arrived but I heard that as well. If it happened ... I doubt it was on purpose. Deliberate timetravel breaks so many starfleet regs that the Admiral would be spending the rest of life explaining it." She shrugged slightly "You probably know as much as I do since i just got back on station"
Lorna picked up a weight. Kayla was seemingly pondering something.
Tag: Kayla OOC: My apologies for forgetting the Bajorian convention but that is my mistake not Lorna's
Lorna started going through her weights routine using a lighter weight than normal on her injured side. She looked at the cadet. "So what got you into medicine?"
He had changed his uniform and head to the gym to work out and clear his mind. He had been on two mission back to back, and was looking forward to a break. He entered the gym and saw that it wasn't to full. He notice Commander Holsen talking to two other females.
He hadn't really gotten to know her on hanson , so he really didn't want to interrupt. The waiteress was there , he remembered her from a earlyer meeting. There was another feamale that he assumed was a cadet. He headed for the pratice ring and put on his blindfold. Then he slowed his breathing and went into his combat motions every so slowly. He seen many fighting styles like his the closest earth styel was Tai chi. Which he had spent many years learning and imcorperating it into the klingon style. He had found the combination of the two gave a better balance. He went throught the motions very slowly relying on his sense and years of practice. He long since learned speed and strenght dont mean much if you can't perfect the movement. He cleared his mind and went on with the trainging and enjoying the relaxation from it. <Tag anybody>
Lorna and Kayla traded information so casually and amicably that Lillian found herself enjoying the social moment. The story of the training mission getting "lost" in the future was alarming, but when no other sordid details presented themselves, Lillian assumed that everyone had made it back okay.
Doing simple bends, she noticed a lull in the conversation and asked a question that had been bothering her. "So, you both live on station... have you met the Training Commanders then? I must admit that I feel prepared for my medical studies, but I've been led to understand that it's their jobs to make your life miserable when you're here." Shrugging, she added, "My older cousin said that they were all six foot monsters who breathed fire and ate cadets for breakfast."
<tag the two training commanders in the room... no offense. my character is socially inept>
The atmosphere became very stuffy all of a sudden, as Lillian's faux pas filled the room. Kayla kept quiet, turning to do more crunches. She pretended like she didn't hear anything. She knew darn well that those officers were instructors.
Lillian seemed nice, and aside from her initial mistake with the officers, she would probably sail right through. Kayla wasn't much of a judge of academics, but as it pertained to personalities of others, she was observant and wise. The Cadet would make it. Kayla envied her a bit.
Kayla politely excused herself and left the officers and the cadet to their own devices. The conversation had begun to turn to Starfleet Starfleet Starfleet... and she felt quite out of place.
"I'll see you all around." She smiled. The people were friendly, she just had other things to do.
After reporting to the XO of the Starbase and awaiting the end result as to wether he would be accepted into the United Federation of Planets, it turned out that the command on board the starbase already had the essentials and were ready for him to come aboard as a new crew member.
He was anxiously waiting new training, and while in the waiting period he also wanted to find something to do on his spare time, with his new assignment as a Marine trainee, he would be under supervision of a marine instructor until advised. But for now he needed to find his quarters and get acquainted with the station.
After being given all the details from the personel officer, Zhurak proceeded on his long walk through the starbase down many turbolifts to finally arrive at his deck, deck 15. Arriving, he found many other cadets walking around studying there material, ready to learn, and bringing forth new attention to things he had not yet be known to. Walking ahead of them, Zhurak found his quarters, saw the terminal in front of the door, walking up to it, he replied "Cadet Zhurak, code 2101."
The door swung upon recognition and Zhurak smelt the new air, and found his quarters rather pleasant. Dropping his things on the bed and taking a shower, Zhurak got in his recreation clothing and looked over his datapad on recreational services aboard the station. From the looks of it, it appeared there had been a Fitness Center on Deck 27, he made sure, to grab his weights, and made off, to Deck 27.
Upon Arrival, He found many other cadets weight training, and exercising, Zhurak loved the environment then found himself a place to drop his stuff off. Walking near an open area, Zhurak began some basic exercises.
Lillian and Kayla were chatting and stretching. Lorna worked methodically on her wrist, there was no pain which was good. Her strength level was a bit down but not too badly. She noticed Commander K'ratak had arrived and was working through a kata.
"So, you both live on station... have you met the Training Commanders then? I must admit that I feel prepared for my medical studies, but I've been led to understand that it's their jobs to make your life miserable when you're here." Shrugging, she added, "My older cousin said that they were all six foot monsters who breathed fire and ate cadets for breakfast."
Lorna smiled, she remembered her nerves as a final year cadet vividly. She was also grateful that she hadn't scared this girl too much so far. "Nah that's just a rumour we put round to make the new arrivals jittery. I never mastered the fire breathing and gave up eating cadet's for breakfast a while back, wasn't good for the figure." She gave a small giggle. "I'm Doctor Lorna Holsen, Commander. Medical Instructor. Pleased to meet you." She hoped the cadet wouldn't faint on the spot.
Going up into a back bend, then up into a hand-stand, Lillian smiled as Lorna upside-down as sthe woman kept talking.
"Nah that's just a rumour we put round to make the new arrivals jittery. I never mastered the fire breathing and gave up eating cadet's for breakfast a while back, wasn't good for the figure." She gave a small giggle. "I'm Doctor Lorna Holsen, Commander. Medical Instructor. Pleased to meet you."
Lillian found the sinking feeling in her gut was quickly followed by a lack of balance. Crumbling into a tangle of limbs on the floor, Lillian looked up, her hair springing free of her tie. Awkwardly she came to her feet in a rough aproximation of attention. Brushing her stray curls from her face, she spoke: "My apologies, ugh, Commander. I meant no disrespect."
Her face was hot and red and she wondered why this sort of thing always happened to her.
Hearing the cadet fall and look on her face, not to mention he had heard the converstaion. He walked over to her and lowered a hand to help her up.Smiling at the doctor and giving a shot at some humor
" Cadet Moroe you need to relaxe the postion you are trying to achieve requires it. As for eating cadets and breathing fire. The doctor maybe watching her figure but I'am not althought I think I would need a desert you are kind of thin for me" He let out a laugh.
" Now Cadet relax okay our job is not to fail you but to make you better. Now relaxe and try the postion again this time clear your mind"
He caught site of another cadet entering and got his attention and waved him over. <tag shuarak>
After getting himself more acquainted with the scenary, Zhurak felt more at home at the Starbase, seeing as the cadets were talking with the instructors and there was a more warm and friendly environment where no one was really disagreeing on anything.
Liking how the fitness room was placed, and what was around to do, it was so vast for the cadet like him to enjoy themselves before embarking on anything which they saw fit. On there free time they could enjoy anything from the holodeck, fitness center, ten forward, then class was always tranquil to the point where you can make your transition.
So Zhurak found it soothing and time to be at peace with himself while in the fitness center because, he thought while here or in his quarters he would me at tune with his feelings.
[limegreen]He caught site of another cadet entering and got his attention and waved him over[/limegreen]
Looking back Zhurak immediately met up with the Commander, and made his presence known among him and the rest of the cadets there. "Hello there, Name is Zhurak, im new to the Conquer, training to be a marine. For now im just working out here you can see, how are you all doing." Zhurak replied with a smile.
Lorna watched as the cadet fell out of her handstand. Fortunately she did not seem to be hurt. Commander K'ratak came over to join them. He helped the cadet up and offered his own thoughts on eating cadets for breakfast. A smiling Klingon might not be the most reassuring sight in the galaxy but Lillian did seem to be a little less nervous now.
Another cadet had entered the fitness center. K'ratak waved him over. "Hello there, Name is Zhurak, im new to the Conquer, training to be a marine. For now Im just working out here you can see, how are you all doing." The new cadet said.
Lorna gave a smile, there was an enthusiastic new arrival if ever she had heard one. She introduced herself. "I'm not doing too badly just trying to to get my wrist back into service." She rubbed it as she spoke, scuffing her sleeve up so her scars were visible. It was an absent gesture, the scars were in no way related to her recent injury. She picked up her weights again as the others started to speak.
"Not just one Commander, but two," Lillian said over and over in her mind while she completed the exercize under their watchful eyes. Somehow she made it from start to finish without falling over. Actually, when it was done, she felt a little better... at least one thing had gone right today.
"Thank you for your assistance, both of you." She gave each of them a small bow. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I'm for the shower."
Being dismissed, Lorna did a quick jog back to her quarters, telling herself all the while she wasn't running away. Entering her quarters, she quickly disrobed, throwing her gi on top of her sleeping kitten. Stopping a half a step from the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of a notice on her screen. Letting her eyes scan the it, she felt her gut twist a bit. Training started tomorrow.
"Well, at least I won't have more gym time to embarass myself," she told her kitten Nasu, as he climbed out from under his blanket. Picking him up, she petted him absently as she finished reading.
Then, two lines from the bottom, her gut decided that a slight twist wasn't enough... her hands dropped as dead weight to her sides. She barely heard as Nasu expressed his displeasure at such treatment.
"No, it's not possible," she murmured, but the letters arranged in front of her remained the same.
Lillian Moroe was to be trained by Commander Lorna Holsen.
Looking over at Commander Holsen When Cadet Moroe had finished and left the gym " She was almost running to get out of here. I'm thinking your going to have your hands full with that one. Althought she might shock us all it might be she just needs something to do and doesn't really socialize well. Anyway good luck if its anything to you she did her routine quite well almost perfect. Goes along way to what she might beable to do as a doc"
Lorna watched as the Lillian finished her exercises and left the gym. She had a strong suspicion she would be seeing her again. Lorna didn't yet known the training assignments but as a medical cadet and medical instructor there was a reasonable chance of them being assigned together. Besides, the universe liked to do things like that.
"She was almost running to get out of here. I'm thinking your going to have your hands full with that one. Although she might shock us all it might be she just needs something to do and doesn't really socialize well. Anyway good luck if its anything to you she did her routine quite well almost perfect. Goes along way to what she might be able to do as a doc"
K'ratak's words intruded on Lorna's thoughts as she looked after the departed cadet. "I'm pretty sure she's got what it take." She broke into a smile. "Not that I'm going to tell her that just yet of course." Lorna finished with the weights and began some further stretches. "Would you mind stopping down to sickbay at some point in the nearish future? I still have your knife in my desk draw and I'm guessing you'll want it back."
Looking at Commander Holsen " I do beleave you are quite right she will do good. I"m of the same thought never tell a cadet how great they are until they are finished always keep them guessing"
When the commander mentioned his knife He let out a laught " I will stop by and pick up although you might want to keep it. Might get the rest of the crew to show up for there checks, if they know the doc has a klingon knife and will use it as part of the exam if they dont show up on time"
"Hailing frequencies open"
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Carl Torek: Well, Ladies and Gentlemen ... Section 47 is 'TWENTY YEARS YOUNG' today ... Thank you, everyone, who has put their time, effort, and creative imagination into keeping us going for so long, here's to the next 20 ... ✨✨✨
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Matthew Reynolds: I'm back and ready to go crazy. Have had a stupid busy 2020, and then this whole Covid thing is crazy
Mar 18, 2020 16:56:15 GMT
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Feb 21, 2020 23:32:20 GMT
Gheskori: Hi all I'm back from my holiday and have caught up with my home life lol. I'm aiming to post for a char or two tomorrow Thursday so can declare myself fully back on board.
Feb 20, 2020 2:09:48 GMT
Carl Torek: Well, after over three years of being stranded, we are beginning to explore a means to return home. Our efforts can be read on the 'Wormhole' thread on the Starbase Board ... Loving the activity ... Fingers crossed everyone
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