[USS Charon, Holodeck Two]
The corporal paused for a second as she offered her assistance in sparring. "I try to avoid sparring with others to be honest... I don't believe I caught your name ma'am?" Brent said as he realized he didn't even know the Vulcan's name.
"Lieutenant Sakarra." she said with a polite incline of the head.
"Yes, I imagine that 'in a crunch' it provides a significant advantage. I hope I used that phrase correctly."
Long ivory robes floating about her, she returned her attention to the bow and tended to the strings with practiced hands before selecting one of the arrows.
For several Vulcan heartbeats, she stood perfectly still, seeking and finding balance and then in one lightning fast move she pivoted around, pulling and releasing the string in one fluid movement. As expected, the arrow impacted the circle at the holodeck's other end rather nicely in the center and Sakarra tilted her head in satisfaction.
Still, one would have to compensate for the low temperatures and thick atmosphere slightly better than this. Only 20.5 meters farther and her aim would have been off.
"Yes, I imagine that 'in a crunch' it provides a significant advantage. I hope I used that phrase correctly."
Long ivory robes floating about her, she returned her attention to the bow and tended to the strings with practiced hands before selecting one of the arrows.
For several Vulcan heartbeats, she stood perfectly still, seeking and finding balance and then in one lightning fast move she pivoted around, pulling and releasing the string in one fluid movement. As expected, the arrow impacted the circle at the holodeck's other end rather nicely in the center and Sakarra tilted her head in satisfaction.
Still, one would have to compensate for the low temperatures and thick atmosphere slightly better than this. Only 20.5 meters farther and her aim would have been off.
The young woman looked back over to the human who had watched her with alert blue eyes and an air of mild interest, when a fizzing noise made her blink.
A second later, the holographic equipment shimmered and disappeared in a shower of sparks and the holodeck grid appeared around them, although it, too, had a strange flicker to it. So much for the open door policy, it seemed.
A second later, the holographic equipment shimmered and disappeared in a shower of sparks and the holodeck grid appeared around them, although it, too, had a strange flicker to it. So much for the open door policy, it seemed.
Sakarra considered accessing the control panel but just as she set down her bow, the lights flickered one last time and gave out leaving the Vulcan and human in utter, complete darkness.
"Quite inconvenient." her low, melodious voice echoed in the empty holodeck.
'Pretty name,' he thought. Brent had gone back to punching the bag when the Vulcan began to perform her own exercises, not wanting to disturb the officer. After a few punches against the bag he noticed the lights beginning to flicker and dim. His left hand reached out to stop be the bag from swinging or at least slow down. Brent looked up with an annoyed squint as he looked up at the lights for a few moments. As the bag finally came a stop, the lights failed as he sighed and shook his head.
"I don't know if its a good sign or a bad one that I'm not really surprised that this managed to happen," Brent said with a bit of pessimism. He had never been impressed with most of what he had seen from Starfleet Engineering, and this was really just another example of someone being asleep at the switch. "Yes quite inconvenient," Brent said after she had offered the idea. "I don't suppose you have any experience in engineering to get us some lights?" Brent said as he turned and began to walk in the dark as best he could towards the door and Sakarra.
"Unfortunately, my engineering experience is limited to engines." Sakarra said into the darkness where air displacement indicated the young human was moving.
Now that her other senses were compensating for the complete absence of light, she could discern not only his footsteps but even the low, rhythmic sound of his breathing.
The holodeck doors however, as it was the nature of inanimate objects, did not deign to make a sound or announce their location in any way so she would have to rely on her sense of direction. Approximately … 4.7 meters … that way.
She turned slightly and was caught completely off guard by someone who also seemed to have a fairly good sense of direction - the Marine had obviously followed the sound of her voice and now bumped ever so lightly into a completely startled Vulcan.
'That's what you get for not paying attention' Sakarra chided herself and her soft exhale announced mild exasperation as she steadied herself by briefly holding on to the Corporal's arm.
This would have been funny, were it not oddly familiar in a way. Well, at least there was little chance of incurring any more bruises this time.
Now that her other senses were compensating for the complete absence of light, she could discern not only his footsteps but even the low, rhythmic sound of his breathing.
The holodeck doors however, as it was the nature of inanimate objects, did not deign to make a sound or announce their location in any way so she would have to rely on her sense of direction. Approximately … 4.7 meters … that way.
She turned slightly and was caught completely off guard by someone who also seemed to have a fairly good sense of direction - the Marine had obviously followed the sound of her voice and now bumped ever so lightly into a completely startled Vulcan.
'That's what you get for not paying attention' Sakarra chided herself and her soft exhale announced mild exasperation as she steadied herself by briefly holding on to the Corporal's arm.
This would have been funny, were it not oddly familiar in a way. Well, at least there was little chance of incurring any more bruises this time.
"I am aware that Operations and Engineering had scheduled a maintenance of the EPS grids. However, it should not have affected this deck."
And of course a brief tap to her comm badge produced no results, not even static.
"Hm."
Blinking briefly, she turned up her face towards the source of the slow sound of human breathing. This close, the marine was positively towering over her small frame.
"If you would follow me, I believe I will be able to locate the doors."
And of course a brief tap to her comm badge produced no results, not even static.
"Hm."
Blinking briefly, she turned up her face towards the source of the slow sound of human breathing. This close, the marine was positively towering over her small frame.
"If you would follow me, I believe I will be able to locate the doors."
Brent's eyes slowly dilated and began to adjust as darkness around them. His bumping into Sakarra was completely by accident, he had not gotten used to hearing people breathe and could not hear her until he started to concentrate on it. "Sorry ma'am. Thought you were another meter or so away," he said sheepishly. He was about to wonder about the commbadge he had in his pocket before she beat him to it. He grunted in annoyance.
"I'm no wrenchhead. But shouldn't there be emergency lights on in here? To prevent just such a thing from happening?" Brent said softly so as not to disturb the Vulcan if she was concentrating on something. When she announced that she would lead Brent apparently felt that was the best course of action. He reached for her, finding her arm and fortunately not something else, and kept contact around the back of her upper arm, like he had seen in some ancient holo the way that blind humans used to be lead around before synthetic eyes were introduced.
"You're the one with the better hearing and eyes ma'am. Also that four years of Academy training. I just work for a living," he said with a smirk in the darkness. "You lead I'll follow like this."
"Wrench head?" Sakarra inquired curiously. An odd expression, but certainly a colorful one.
"And you are quite correct, there should. Just as our comm badges should be functioning. I can only assume that an overload has temporarily affected not only the EPS grids but emergency power. However, seeing as the artificial gravity is still intact, we may assume the issue is not so severe as to have affected life support."
She suspected that an engineering team, if not several, were already looking into the matter, but no one knew they were here and so the holodeck might not precisely be at the top of anyone's priority list. Murphy's Law was beginning to become a minor nuisance indeed.
"And you are quite correct, there should. Just as our comm badges should be functioning. I can only assume that an overload has temporarily affected not only the EPS grids but emergency power. However, seeing as the artificial gravity is still intact, we may assume the issue is not so severe as to have affected life support."
She suspected that an engineering team, if not several, were already looking into the matter, but no one knew they were here and so the holodeck might not precisely be at the top of anyone's priority list. Murphy's Law was beginning to become a minor nuisance indeed.
[To be continued...]
Lieutenant Sakarra Tyrax
Chief Helm Officer
USS Charon
Chief Helm Officer
USS Charon
&
1st Lieutenant (then Corporal) Brent Warren
Marine Commander
USS Charon
Marine Commander
USS Charon
