PLOT LOG: Be It Ever So Humble...

Posted on 11 Mar 2021 @ 12:21pm by Captain Mallory Thorne & The Narrator

516 words; about a 3 minute read

It felt as if everyone had just blinked and they were, yet again, relocated.

This time, however, every single member of the USS Odin--including it's Union guests--were back on the ship. None of them were back to where they'd been, but they were on the ship. The strange woman with the dual-colored eyes was there too. In fact, she was everywhere. Every single member of the crew could see her as if she was standing right in front of them, and she was. She smiled, and the sparkles in her white eye started to glimmer and swirl like an image of a galaxy somewhere far off.

She smiled brightly. "It's been such a pleasure to meet all of you," she said, and the warmth in her voice sounded sincere. "What's happened to you all has made for a fascinating story, but I know that you all want to be home. I'm going to do that for you. I can't be sure what will happen to me when it's done, but I get to be part of your story now."

Her body began to glow like a warp core approaching overload, although there was no heat to it. Her hair and clothing began to shift and sway like something caught in the wind, and yet there was no wind. Her eyes seemed to hold onto the gaze of every person on the ship, even as the brightness swallowed the details of her eyes. People had to shield their own from her intensity, so no one could actually see what happened next. There was a painfully-bright flash of light that seemed to blot out everything there was.

=/\= An Unknown Time Later...

Captain Mallory Thorne groaned as she opened her eyes. This had happened way too often in her life these past few months and frankly, it had gotten old a long while ago. She peeled back her lids and looked around, taking in her surroundings. To her surprise, she was in the same place she'd been before the flash. That place was, inexplicably, main engineering, but...she was still there. Everything looked the same. The others around her--some engineers and some not--were all just waking up as well.

Mal tapped her comm badge. "Thorne to the bridge. Anyone there?"

It took several moments but then a groggy voice returned. "Doctor Warner here...for some reason." The strange woman apparently knew a lot but not enough to put them back in their places, like a kid who drags all their toys to the center of their bedroom and then puts them back in strange spots.

"Where are we?" Mal asked, the words of the strange woman coming back to her.

"Uh..." Warner replied. "Give me a minute to remember my basic ship ops course." There was a couple of minutes and a few beeping noises in the background. "We...are at Earth, sir. We..." There was a hitch in her voice. "It... There are Vulcan ships in orbit, sir. I think we're home, Captain. We're... We're home."

Mal's breath caught in her throat, and she tried not to cry.

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