Blue, Furry Oblivion

Posted on Wed Mar 10th, 2010 @ 6:57pm by Commander Michael Evans M.D.

Mission: Episode 1.2 - "A House Divided"
Location: Evans' Quarters
Timeline: MD01, 2100

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He had to get out of there. Whatever drink Andeti had ordered really knocked him for a loop. What was it? A Motor Warp Breach Cycle or something? It was blue. That's what it was... blue. Blue and furry and smoking and completely disarming.

He hated losing control. It was one thing to relax; quite another to... well, whatever state he happened to be in right now. Was this his quarters? Yes. There was his name on the door. At least it might have looked like his name through his uncomprehending vision. He'd find out soon enough. Yup, there was his stalactite on the desk.

Ugh... He didn't want to undress but forced himself to do it anyways.

He knew he'd left quite suddenly, but if he'd stayed any longer who knows what might have happened? 'You don't make personal comments, you don't ask personal questions,' he reprimanded himself. 'Be friendly. Enjoy the company. But don't get personal like that.'

Now in his Starfleet-issue undershorts he fell into the bed with a "wuff!" He was sooo going to regret that drink in the morning. Maybe he could sneak into sickbay later and concoct some sort of anti-whatever-he-was. He also might have to do some damage control with the girls; a reason for his abrupt departure.

In the mean time--- blue, furry oblivion...

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Lt. Cmdr. Michael Evans, M.D.
2XO/CMO
USS Pandora