starchilde_lost | 18 * [accidental video]

[The video feed opens on a darkened bedroom, sparse, looks like it's in one of the empty apartments somewhere in the City. There's a young woman on the bed, Rachel, gripped in a nightmare, tossing and turning. Suddenly, her eyes open and she sits up in bed, a blue, raptor-shaped aura flaring to life around her.]

Gram'pa! No!

[The aura fades as she buries her face in her hands. On her back you can just make out the outline of a black raptor underneath her top, it looks like a tattoo. With a jerk, Rachel looks up and around the room.]

...get a grip, Grey, Korvus isn't here, none of them are.

[She mutters to herself a bit more, some choice Shi'ar curses if you understand it, and finally spies the Network device recording on the nightstand. She stops and stares at it.]

Crap.

...Um, shit.

[She flares blue again and reaches toward the device. The feed ends.]

[audio]

I suppose it's too much to ask that you all just forgot you saw that for a few more days, isn't it?

[ooc: Forward-dated to late tonight because I might try and sleep early (ha!), and a warm City!welcome-back to Rachel. Scotty and Chekov - feel free to realize that Rachel was the source of that energy you were chasing.]

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Ye wouldnae ha' happened tae ha' spent some time stalkin' Pavel Chekov, would ye?

...crap.

Do me a favor - lose those readings, OK?

I'm no' sae quick to be deletin' data, lass. No' unless ye give me a good reason.

I don't like being data on someone's system.

And I don't like the idea of being tracked, traced, hunted, followed, or anything else you might do to get better readings.

We didn't much appreciate it either, lass.

I was checking on a friend and then I was leaving. You're the ones that gave chase.

No, ye weren't. Checkin' on a friend looks a lot like, "Knock Knock. Oh, hi, how are ye, bloke?"

No, with me it would have been, "Knock, knock. Do I remember you? Oh, yeah, I kinda do, let me drop my issues at your feet so I can make you as miserable as I am."

Frankly I think he was better off with me making sure he was alive and leaving him be in peace. Friends of mine don't often end well.

[a sigh] Alrigh', I'll dump it.

Thank you.

...And I'm sorry, I just... have issues with being hunted right now. Not that you would or anything, I just...

...have issues. Sorry.

We all dae, lass. No harm done.

Hmmm. Heh - forgot how much I missed a Scots accent.

I'm Rachel, by the way, Rachel Grey.

Well, I dinnae think I'll be losin' it, lass, sae yer welcome tae talk tae me whene'er ye like.

Montgomery Scott. Ye can call me Scotty.

I might do that.

And it's just Rachel, or Ray, Rach, really just about anything except Red.

Alright, Rach.

Nice to meet you, Scotty.

We ended up with a full Enterprise bridge crew while I was gone, didn't we?

Nearly, Rachel. Mr. Sulu hasnae surfaced as o' yet.

I'm sure the City's just biding it's time. It does that, usually with disastrous or highly embarrassing results.

Brilliant.

But if you're lucky, you just get to watch. And hand him the towel when he's dunked head-first into the fountain.

It's like the Deities like to pitch people like pennies into that thing.

[laughs] No', that would be fun tae watch!

I think Pasha ended up in the ocean.

[still chuckling] I was just...here.

So was I - I mean the first time I arrived. It was a curse day, though, so that was... interesting.

Ooch. That's a wee bit disturbin', aye?

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