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To Boldly Go. [For Jim Kirk]
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theycalledmeacurseRogue could never have imagined this was how her life would turn out. She was supposed to have had a happy life after the Sentinel War - they'd reset the timeline, she was supposed to forget her years of government-sanctioned torture and have a chance to live again. Instead, that damn portal had picked her up and dropped her on a random planet that was apparently incredibly far away from Earth, and the locals had dropped her in a jail cell until they could decide what to do with her. (She was fairly certain the decision would have been swift death if her powers had been active, but as far as she could tell, the portal had knocked them out at least temporarily - a good thing, as she'd lost her gloves.)
Once the locals had figured out she wasn't going to rain terror and destruction down on them, they'd let her out of the cell at least, though she'd still been watched like a hawk. They'd tried to give her new clothes, but considering how... revealing their clothing was, she'd chosen to suffer through the heat and the memories the grey jumpsuit brought on rather than risk her powers acting up and hurting someone.
It had been sheer luck that the Enterprise had happened to stop by and caught wind of a woman falling from the sky. From what she'd been told, it wasn't the first time they'd encountered someone from another time, and while they were still a bit wary of her, she'd been offered a ride back to Earth. Eventually.
She'd been taken straight to medical to be looked over by the one the captain had affectionately referred to as "Bones", a man by the name of Leonard McCoy with a southern accent that reminded her of home. There was no fondness in her for doctors or biological scientists of any sort these days, but McCoy had set her at ease right away, calming her nerves over being in the medbay by regaling her with stories of his days studying at Ole Miss.
It wasn't long before she pronounced healthy enough to be allowed out among the crew. She drew more than a few stares as security escorted her through the ship, between her strange grey outfit and white-striped hair, but she did her best to ignore them - it was easy, since most of her focus was on not having a panic attack at her strangely armed escort. Her reactions weren't as severe as they might have been a few weeks earlier when she'd arrived in this universe, but she was still on edge and uncomfortable around them.
Once the locals had figured out she wasn't going to rain terror and destruction down on them, they'd let her out of the cell at least, though she'd still been watched like a hawk. They'd tried to give her new clothes, but considering how... revealing their clothing was, she'd chosen to suffer through the heat and the memories the grey jumpsuit brought on rather than risk her powers acting up and hurting someone.
It had been sheer luck that the Enterprise had happened to stop by and caught wind of a woman falling from the sky. From what she'd been told, it wasn't the first time they'd encountered someone from another time, and while they were still a bit wary of her, she'd been offered a ride back to Earth. Eventually.
She'd been taken straight to medical to be looked over by the one the captain had affectionately referred to as "Bones", a man by the name of Leonard McCoy with a southern accent that reminded her of home. There was no fondness in her for doctors or biological scientists of any sort these days, but McCoy had set her at ease right away, calming her nerves over being in the medbay by regaling her with stories of his days studying at Ole Miss.
It wasn't long before she pronounced healthy enough to be allowed out among the crew. She drew more than a few stares as security escorted her through the ship, between her strange grey outfit and white-striped hair, but she did her best to ignore them - it was easy, since most of her focus was on not having a panic attack at her strangely armed escort. Her reactions weren't as severe as they might have been a few weeks earlier when she'd arrived in this universe, but she was still on edge and uncomfortable around them.