[This isn't the first time she's dreamed of Earth, and it won't be the last. At first, the only thing that seems strange is that the dream seems to be set in a late 20th or early 21st century suburb, when she grew up in 24th century rural Indiana. She's a science teacher in this dream, which would be a pleasant holo-deck program - she will always be a scientist at heart, of course, and teaching the next generation's brilliant minds is a noble calling. However, the whole thing is quite marred by the facts that none of her students have faces.]
[Kathryn dismisses the class, and the faceless children file out, eerily quiet and organized. She follows them, careful and alert. Some species can only communicate with humans through their subconscious, so she should probably be cautious, even if this is just a dream. she watches as the children file into one school bus- apparently her class was the entire student body - which drives into the neighborhood next to the school. If this is a dream, her subconcious must've been in a creative slump tonight.]
[You find her wandering through the sidewalks, her red and black uniform standing out like a sore thumb amidst the pastel and beige houses. If she sees you first, she will approach you with a winning smile.]
Come here often?
B : You're Growin' on Me
"Janeway to Voyager, come in, Voyager." A pause, and then her comm badge repeats the message back to her. "Damn," she hisses.
"Damn," agrees the comm badge.
She's already wandered deep into the jungle when she feels the first tremor. Her tri-corder isn't working either but she can tell something isn't right. Before she can put any thoughts together, the ground splits to her left. She jumps to the side as another jolt racks the land. A vine strains for her as she moves away. "What-" Another rumble and the earth opens up under her, a vine shooting around her ankle as she falls. She jerks her leg away, tearing the plant as she struggles to get up. Another rumble and the distinct feeling of a vine moving over her shoe is all the encouragement she needs to start running.
When she hears a call for help, she charges towards it without a second thought, changing directions immediately. "I'm coming! Keep talking if you can so I can find you!"
C : Between a Rock and a Hard Place
[It has been a long... day? night? For the captain, which has accumulated in her back against a large cliff with a massive stone creature closing in on her. The cliff is too steep and smooth to scale unassisted, and the monster is simply so large it blocks all possible routes of escape. She braces herself as the thing rears its fist back....]
[...And misses her entirely. Its fist pulls back a good 6 meters away and far too high on the cliff. At the end of her rope, Janeway begins to laugh.]
Captain Janeway | Star Trek: Voyager | Will match format!
[This isn't the first time she's dreamed of Earth, and it won't be the last. At first, the only thing that seems strange is that the dream seems to be set in a late 20th or early 21st century suburb, when she grew up in 24th century rural Indiana. She's a science teacher in this dream, which would be a pleasant holo-deck program - she will always be a scientist at heart, of course, and teaching the next generation's brilliant minds is a noble calling. However, the whole thing is quite marred by the facts that none of her students have faces.]
[Kathryn dismisses the class, and the faceless children file out, eerily quiet and organized. She follows them, careful and alert. Some species can only communicate with humans through their subconscious, so she should probably be cautious, even if this is just a dream. she watches as the children file into one school bus- apparently her class was the entire student body - which drives into the neighborhood next to the school. If this is a dream, her subconcious must've been in a creative slump tonight.]
[You find her wandering through the sidewalks, her red and black uniform standing out like a sore thumb amidst the pastel and beige houses. If she sees you first, she will approach you with a winning smile.]
Come here often?
B : You're Growin' on Me
"Janeway to Voyager, come in, Voyager." A pause, and then her comm badge repeats the message back to her. "Damn," she hisses.
"Damn," agrees the comm badge.
She's already wandered deep into the jungle when she feels the first tremor. Her tri-corder isn't working either but she can tell something isn't right. Before she can put any thoughts together, the ground splits to her left. She jumps to the side as another jolt racks the land. A vine strains for her as she moves away. "What-" Another rumble and the earth opens up under her, a vine shooting around her ankle as she falls. She jerks her leg away, tearing the plant as she struggles to get up. Another rumble and the distinct feeling of a vine moving over her shoe is all the encouragement she needs to start running.
When she hears a call for help, she charges towards it without a second thought, changing directions immediately. "I'm coming! Keep talking if you can so I can find you!"
C : Between a Rock and a Hard Place
[It has been a long... day? night? For the captain, which has accumulated in her back against a large cliff with a massive stone creature closing in on her. The cliff is too steep and smooth to scale unassisted, and the monster is simply so large it blocks all possible routes of escape. She braces herself as the thing rears its fist back....]
[...And misses her entirely. Its fist pulls back a good 6 meters away and far too high on the cliff. At the end of her rope, Janeway begins to laugh.]
Is that all you got, you big oaf?!