Post by Deleted on May 14, 2010 14:36:03 GMT -8
Work, that was what she did best and it was what she was on this ship to do. She couldn't help but be just a little bit happy that she was back doing it. There wasn't that much to be done really, she was just responsible for fixing a burnt out relay. That was it, there was nothing to it, would take her ten minutes at the most, she just had to work out which circuit was burnt out and replace it. Happened every day on a ship like this, every day happenstance right? Yes! There she found the place she was meant to be, tying her hair up in the headband that was around her wrist she got set to work, she could have done this without thinking really it was like turning a light switch on to her. She dreamed of something a little more, one day she wanted to be head of engineering on a ship somewhere off doing research. She had the potential she had shown it in the fact that while she was a cadet her papers on warp field mechanics had been published...never the less she never really acknowledged that fact. Only pretentious people went on about their accomplishments and Eilidh was not one of them, she didn't want to go on about how she was so great, about how everything that she had achieved was so amazing. It wasn't plenty of people had done the same thing, now running a hundred miles in three seconds, that was boast worthy but this wasn't.
There was a hum in her voice as she started getting to work, she liked to sing a little when she was working, so what it made the quiet corridor a little bit more exciting. It was also one of two things she was noticed for being a red head and being a red head that can sing pretty well. That was fantastic wasn't it, not the fact that she was a great engineer that didn't matter she was an Ensign. Oh well on with the job at hand, she got on with things, she did what she was meant to be doing sucking things up and getting on with the. Maybe sleep in a hypospray was a worthwhile thing because she felt a hell of a lot better for having some decent sleep. “Dreaming, I was only dreaming, of another place and time where my families from. Singing, I can hear them singing. When the rain it washed away all these scattered dreams. Dying everyone's reminded hearts are washed in mystery drenched in gasoline. Laughter, there is no more laughter, songs of yesterday now live in the underground.” Her voice didn't carry that far, quiet and to herself but still pretty bang on with pitch and timing, she really did have a pretty nice voice.
“Life before the lobotomy, Christian sang the eulogy, sign my love a lost memory from the end of the century.” Singing and work, today was good so far.
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There was a hum in her voice as she started getting to work, she liked to sing a little when she was working, so what it made the quiet corridor a little bit more exciting. It was also one of two things she was noticed for being a red head and being a red head that can sing pretty well. That was fantastic wasn't it, not the fact that she was a great engineer that didn't matter she was an Ensign. Oh well on with the job at hand, she got on with things, she did what she was meant to be doing sucking things up and getting on with the. Maybe sleep in a hypospray was a worthwhile thing because she felt a hell of a lot better for having some decent sleep. “Dreaming, I was only dreaming, of another place and time where my families from. Singing, I can hear them singing. When the rain it washed away all these scattered dreams. Dying everyone's reminded hearts are washed in mystery drenched in gasoline. Laughter, there is no more laughter, songs of yesterday now live in the underground.” Her voice didn't carry that far, quiet and to herself but still pretty bang on with pitch and timing, she really did have a pretty nice voice.
“Life before the lobotomy, Christian sang the eulogy, sign my love a lost memory from the end of the century.” Singing and work, today was good so far.
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