I can't cope

Posted on 29 Jul 2015 @ 9:24pm by

184 words; about a 1 minute read

"Computer, I don't know how much longer I can take this."

T'Vanna paced her quarters, damaged as they were, they were still habitable. Barely.

"I'm separated from my daugher. They said it was only for a few days but we're still not heading back to any starbase. In fact, apparently we don't even know where we are...the ship is badly damaged and I was knocked unconscious in the transit to wherever we are."

She stopped pacing, watching the computer record her dictation. "I'm not sure I'm cut out for this, be a departmenthead. I'm not sure I'm even suitable for intelligence, there's people on my staff with far more experience and drive, than me. I was happy being a diplomatic officer, but this...no I'm not liking it and I don't think I should keep doing it."

She sighed. "I want my daughter back, and I want to go back to someplace where we can stay together and I won't be forced to leave my child behind. I want a family oriented assignment, not this...science doohah. That's not for me. End log."

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