Undaunted

[Random Perfect 0]

Undaunted

 

 

Random laid on her bed in the guest quarters of the space station and looked out the window and smiled… Home. The stars looked breath taking; it was as if she was seeing them for the first time. Knowing they were some what familiar stars made them that much better. Random glanced over at the communications console and hoped there was an answer to her message she had sent to the Stations Captain. She wasn’t sure if internal transmissions were being blocked as well but she figured it couldn’t hurt to try. She had sent another formal request to speak to the Captain in hopes of being able to send outside message sooner.

 

Random couldn’t stop smiling, she wanted to run around the station and scream out for all to hear her “home, home! I am home!” she also couldn’t wait to return to Trill. It had been years since she had been there and Presley had never been there. It was way over due for him to go there and learn who he really was, to cleanse him of that Klingon ship and the people on it.

 

The thought of being on Trill again made her tummy flutter with excitement. Her plan was to go home and not leave it for a very long time. To sit under the sun and get a very bad sunburn that will make her mother scowl at her. It was odd that she would want to return there; once she was joined she wanted nothing more then to be in space, to leave Trill and know what was out in the universe. She had taken the short cut to get out there taking a non-commission post as a Yeoman, it was meaningful work and it got her out there and taught her the finer points of what it took to for someone to command others. It also showed her that she never wanted to be that high in rank, it stunk. . It had been a life time since she had been here and the thought of this station stopping her from making outside calls was starting to get her pissed off. She had never heard of a lock down for people who were on leave… how was it leave if you were locked down?

 

Random glanced out her bedroom door at Presley’s; this whole mess was more unfair to him. He had never met his father and the male figures on the Qob were not her first choice in influencing him. He had spent way too much time with the Sons of Bch, either running from them, being picked on or what ever… He needed to be around Patrick and learn to be normal... Well as normal as he could be after everything that has happened.

 

After take a few deep breaths, she calmed down and tried to focus on the good. She needed to think of the joy of being home and being free. She leaned over and grabbed a PADD and wrote up her resignation. Not planning on returning to the Qob or the Lakota... If they made a new one or not. She wasn’t even if there was new one now floating around in space to replace the old one. She tossed the PADD on the floor when she finished and closed her eyes; if she slept then the time would pass quicker…