Good Morning Beautiful...

[Anika818 0]

::beep, beep::

 

Anika had been sleeping soundly when the first beep started, and in a half mumbled voice said, "Computer, turn off the alarm."  

The computer responded with, "acknowledged."

 

::beep, beep::

 

Anika was now a little more awake and a little more frustrated, "Computer, I thought I told you to turn off the alarm!"

The computer spoken its typical unpassionet voice stating, "The alarm has already been turn off."  Anika sighed.

 

::beep, beep::

 

Anika was ready to tear the computer apart.  "Computer...," she had shouted, but before she could say anything else Anika was now wide awake and realized that the beeping was not her alarm, but instead to inform her that she had messages.  

 

Computer: waiting for your command...

Anika grumbled, "nevermind."

 

How silly of her.  Anika had been ready to tear the computer apart for not turning off the alarm.  Normally it would have been easy to tell the types of beeps apart and before she heard one more beep she got out of bed and to her message padd.  Anika pressed a button that informed the computer she was aware she had messages and was suprised to see that she had 3 waiting for her.  She must of been sleeping more soundly than she thought.

 

Dr. Pierce decided she would get dressed and come back to the messages after she was feeling more refreshed.  The sleep did her a world of good; however, she was still feeling lightheaded and slightly nauseated.

 

Anika was now ready for her messages and sat down at her desk.  

 

The first message was from Commander Dacotah.  It was a memo describing their current mission.  Anika laughed.  Matriarchal society...all men owned by women...blonde hair, blue eyes rare!  This could be fun.  She leaned back in her chair and looked up.  She already see the number of men running to the salon to become blondes with blue eye coloring.  And those already having those qualities...well she could see them boasting like male peacocks.  

 

She continued reading...Please update yourselves and make the necessary changes to your appearance and attire prior to departure.  A briefing will take place Wednesday at 2300 hours.

 

Anika got up from her desk and looked at her chronometer.  It was Sunday, 1330.  That meant she didn't have much time to get ready.  She went to the mirror and was reminded of her dark brown hair and dark brown eyes.  She was thankful that was the norm for this culture; she was never able to picture herself as a blonde.  This meant the only thing left for her to do was to set up an appointment an the tailor's.  

 

Anika looked back at computer and was reminded of the other message.  This one was from Luietenant Garnoopy.  The only difference in this memo was that it had a little less information than the commander's dossier.  

 

It was time to get up, and as Anika got up from her desk, the room started spinning around.  She made a desicion then and there that she would go to sickbay for this.  She was recovering fine, but there was no way she would be "under the weather" when all this comotion was taking place.  Her first stop would be sickbay and then the tailor's to set up an appointment.

 

And out the door she walked...