ILLUMINARRPG: (9 - 0730, 0830) Pilot Ensign Pihi 'Kestral' Piripi

[Pippa Stewart]

Mission:  Soliloquy

Day: 9

Stardate: 2446.07.13



(USS Illuminar – Deck 5 holodeck – Pilot Ensign Pihi ‘Kestral’ Piripi -0730)



The alarm went off at 0530 but Pihi ignored it, finally getting out of bed
at 7 am.  Since she had returned from the other universe, dimension,
whatever it was she wasn’t too sure, she’d been having headaches and
strange dreams.  Usually a good sleeper, these dreams had been disrupting
her rest cycle.



She was now in the holodeck, trying to work out her demons with an
Anbo-jyutsu stick.  It was similar to the Taiaha, the traditional
spear/staff like weapon of her people.  She actually had a bit of an
advantage in Anbo-jyutsu because of her blindness. She was used to moving
around and using echolocation without her visor, and startled more than one
opponent in the ring.



The bout with the holograms was not the same as with a real opponent.  But
the bruises were real. The blows did hurt, and did remind her to not be so
cocky. The timer sounded, ending the last round of the match. Sweat dripped
off her face.  Removing the mask, she moved of the mat to retrieve her
VISOR.  Clipping into place, she spoke, “Computer, end program.”



The Anbo-jyutsu dojo disappeared, replaced by the gridlines of the
holodeck. She took her towel and wiped her face and neck.  Looking at the
arch she started to leave, carrying her stick in her left hand as her
stomach growled reminding her to eat.



(USS Illuminar – Deck 2 – Officers Mess - Pilot Ensign Pihi ‘Kestral Piripi
– 0830)



Pihi entered the Mess.  She wasn’t on duty for a while, so after a quick
shower and change, she was ready to eat.  She still had not made any
friends on the ship, and more likely blew it after the episode on Deep
Space 4, so she found a quiet corner to herself, staring out the window,
watching the various particles pass by.



The server brought her breakfast to the table.  A pot of tea, some orange
juice and a bowl of granola with yogurt.  She noticed he also placed a
muffin on her table. “Fresh made by the cook, with real berries,” he said
as he smiled at her.



“Thank you,” she said as she poured her tea.



(reply any if you want breakfast)

(Posted by Pippa)
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