marlena moreau

Something to strive for. 

You and me both..

[Krista hadn’t been paying attention to much of anything, not really. Not since she’d left the cargo bay and contacted the Captain. She wasn’t even fully aware of how she made it to the shuttle. She vaguely remembered someone ushering her… Startling, she turned to the person next to her. She blinked, and it took longer than it should have to get herself to focus in on the woman before giving her a small smile.] …Yes. Yes, I’m…I’m fine. Are you alright?

Listen, everyone!

[She nods] Didn’t think so, but just had to check. I know the Captain has some people switch uniforms when things go awry. [Shrugs and grins] I think your blue looks looks great.

"Yup! Yup! All good."

Yes, I’m fine as well. Good thing I was sitting when it happened, but- [She shrugged at Marlena’s question.] I didn’t get any notifications that shields had gone off nor were the outside phasers affected. I can only hope it’s nothing more serious than perhaps one of our navigators elbowed something. [Angela takes in a breath and her mind goes through more serious scenarios] Are you from Engineering by chance?

[The sudden jolt, caused Angela to drop her PADD and her papers. Quickly gathering her things, she peered out her control room, matching other clueless faces.] I have no idea. My screens didn’t tell me we were hit with anything. I think we just… stopped? Are you alright? 

[Stretching, he’s entering the room, planning to take a few minutes off. His PADD under his arm, he paused, glancing over Marlena.] Starfleet regulated temperature, supposed to be optimal for working. But it’s cold as hell anyway.