Discomfort

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“Discomfort”

March 29, 2156

Lieutenant Davina Grey

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Grey was uncomfortable. And a bit confused. He/she had never really been good at anything that involved disguises. Although he/she enjoyed masquerade parties and such, if the theme involved concealment, he/she usually lost. Now Starfleet was sending him/her and most of Challenger's crew on an undercover mission . . . disguised as Orion slave girls.

 

Somewhere out there, light-years away, in a cozy office in San Francisco, someone was getting a very good laugh out of this.

 

This was what Grey knew of Orion slave women: they were green. Well, that was the most obvious thing. He/she wondered what it was like being green. Kermit the Frog seemed to pull it off nicely, but he was a frog—it came to him naturally. Human skin coloured could vary greatly, but green was not one of those natural shades. Then of course there was that small detail regarding gender. Grey had enough trouble dealing with other people as it was. He/she did not like the idea of having to interact while in disguise as an alien of a different gender.

 

It was almost like he/she were in a science fiction world . . . a place set in the near future, a saga of exploration and trials and tribulations of humanity after its discovery of warp drive. He/she could just be a figment of someone's imagination.

 

Seeing as how everything was predetermined anyway, he/she didn't really see much difference in this scenario from any other way the universe worked. So Grey went back to studying up on what they knew of the Orions. Because if his/her past experience with covert operations was any indication, he/she would need all the practice that he/she could get.