Sleepers Sleep or Awaking? [prt 1]

Posted on Tue Aug 26th, 2014 @ 9:01pm by Samanthia Akiashiro

Mission: Vagrants, Vagabonds, and Thieves
Location: SB-332

::Deck 1403 - Akiashiro Deck ::

Samanthia rushed to her apartment and entered, being greeted by the soft music that usually greeted her when triggered by the opening door. She moved through the apartment, stripping off her clothes as she moved to the refresher to wash the jail-house stench off her.

She shuddered as she got the shower going, removingthe last of her cloths and letting them drop outside of the tub/stall. She scrubbed herself vigoriously from the tip of her head to the bottom of her feet. Acruing a 'dept' to the Akiashiro's.

Samanthia was happy just to be out of there and away from the oversanitized cell with an underlying stench of previous uses of other unsavory characters and their activities. She shuddered at the mere thought of being incarcerated for longer periods of time.

Once her shower was done and with a towel wrapped around her, she followed the trail of discared clothing, picking it up as she moved along. She returned to her bedroom. Seperating her stuff from the clothing before placing them in the dirty clothes hamper. Her stuff went on the closest dresser as she open up the drawer to put on undergarments; panties and oversized man t-shirt than hung down like a mini-dress tunic.

She did simple chores about the place, keeping the place neat. Fixing breakfast for herself of bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast. A glass of orange juice and another glass for milk. Shewas humming softly to herself. ~~Maybe I ought to spend sometime on the holdeck and go surfing. Wonder if I still able to do it?~~ She thought as she paused long enough to turn on the news to see what was going on about the Federation.

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"We bring you the news of the latest starship, an Acension Class ship, left port on it's maiden voyage only to return back to it's point of orgin after a quick run to the Kzinti / Federation Border. Fleet Command was sorely disappointed and the crew was immediately debriefed and re-assigned due to the investigation of the useage of such a grand ship of the line by the crew.

Of course the Federation Council is screaming at Starfleet for answers. It seams that mere Captains shouldn't be placed incharge of such grand ships to go joyriding about the galaxy in.

Plague of Ships suddenly going independant reducing the over all strength of the Pegasus Fleet. As our top reporters and investigators look into this matter at top levels of Starfleet Command back on Sol-3. Is this some coo being played out by rival Major Subfleets within the over all Command structure of Fleet? Or an organizational glitch, An oversight of placing these ships within a Major Fleet? So far there are three Acension Class ships that has been made so far to date by Star Fleet's Utopia Drydocks....

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Samanthia tuned the news out to background noise as she finished up with her breakfast prepping, when she saw the message light flash on her console. She smiled as it could wait for her responce. She knew she had probaly tons of messages waiting for her responce. Majority would probaly be asking why she disappeared after leaving her Lounge 'The Warp-12'. She sighed as she fixed a breakfast tray to eat at the console while going through her messages and rescheduling a lot of appointments.

She worked her way through the messages till she reached one with no sender's name or origin that could be traced. She frowned as she hesitated in opening it up. She took several bites of her cooling breakfast as she debated in just deleting it or opening it up to see what was the message about.

Moving her hand and tapped the message icon to open it up. Samanthia took a deep breath as it was just text message with a hologram-like back ground where if you stared at it for awhile you saw pictures in it. She scowled as she read the message and the picture showed something that she hoped stayed in her past and stayed there to be forgotten.

She read the message, making funny faces at it. She watched it suddenly burst into a kliediscope of colored pixels bursting all over the place within the confines of the border of the viewscreen of her console. Now the message was beyond retieval and it's existance gone forever.

She finished off her breakfast and cleaned up after herself. She would have to check the usual dead drops to see what her next set of instructions were. Acquiring a personal shuttle would be easy as she had to visit the Akiashiro Consortium Offices and then schedule one for personal usage like she had done in the past when she took a few courses at the Archa University down on the planet.

She brought up the Academies schedule of courses that she might have an interest in signing up for. She had access to a shuttles and her schedule wasn't that busy, except for a few hiccups now and then. She looked thoughtful as she moved to her bedroom to get dressed for the day.

She frowned as she thought about revising her schedule to actually get in exercises and refresh her unarmed combat skills. She made a funny face as she knew Akiashiro son would love to toss her around on the sparring mat in the Akiashiro Deck's Dojo.