I mean-- yes and no? I'm new, but I don't think as new as you. I've been here two months now. Which, considering some people have been here for over a year, is still pretty new.
[She's still adjusting and wrapping her head around everything this place is, after all. It seems some of the longer lasting ones have started to settle and make the best of the situation, and she honestly wonders if she'll get to that point one day, too. Part of her hopes she isn't her that long, but ever since getting closer to Peter, a part of her wants to stay a little longer too.]
Nice to meet you, Tendi. [She might just now be noticing that shiny little Star Fleet badge on Tendi's chest, too, and she raises an eyebrow. She's seen that before.]
That symbol on your chest. Does it mean anything? I've seen it before, on two guys I know here. [she never did ask Jim or Spock, but there was a lot going on, on sentencing day.]
[That's longer than any away mission she's ever gone on! That's like, 1/6th of the time she's spent on the Cerritos! That's a long time to fall behind on her bridge training!! A year is literally 1/5 of the Enterprise's original five-year mission! Tendi isn't panicking, really, she's just watching her entire Starfleet career crash and burn before her eyes. She's never going to be a Captain if she's stuck here! This place isn't even Warp-capable!
... All of that being said, one of the most important things she's learned in Starfleet is this: panicking doesn't help. So she takes a deep breath and sets all of that stuff aside.]
Oh-- this? [She puts a finger on her comm badge.] Yeah, it's the Starfl-- [WAIT, GASP, HOLD THE PHONE] You've seen it before?! Where? On who-- whom? is it who, or whom? No, never mind, just, who was it?
[She has a slim sliver of hope, for a second, that maybe her friends are here, too.]
[Oh my god. Okay, wow, this girl is panicking. Gwen might not be able to hear Tandi's thoughts, but she can definitely tell her mind is going a million miles an hour, processing what she's been told.
She's just. Going to give her some time to work through all that.]
Umm-- yeah. Some friends of mine wore it once. A Jim Kirk and-- [shit does Spock have a last name? Suddenly realizing she has no idea.] Mr. Spock? Either of those names ring a bell?
[There's a bit of a pause, here. The look Tendi gives can only be described as that gif, you know the one. Slightly blank, slightly concerned, slightly like pieces of a puzzle are going into place and that puzzle has suddenly become, I don't know, A CROCODILE OR SOMETHING and NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET EATEN BY A CROCODILE, OH MY GOD.
The look doesn't last, though; it's quickly replaced by one of those yeah, uh-huh smiles, as if she doesn't totally believe this is real.]
... Yeah, okay, you really had me at first, but this is-- [The laugh she chirps here can only be described as nervous.] I mean, you can pick any Starfleet officers in the universe and you go with them? That-- that just put it over the top. [This part is spoken not to Gwen but, apparently, to the universe at large:] Come on, Boimler, whatever weird holomovie you're running here, I'm not interested! And-- and it isn't funny anymore! Computer, arch.
[Gwen just...blinks. Because what other reaction is she supposed to have to that? Clearly Tendi thinks this is some kind of joke, especially when she starts yelling at the sky to end the program??
Gwen just gives her a minute, tilting her head as she watches Tendi's expression change from that nervous smile, to now just awkward panic?]
...Right. Yeah. This isn't a computer simulation. Or-- maybe it is. Not actually sure on that one. But it's not one of your simulations. And I wasn't joking. I know those two. They're here. I take it you've heard of them, judging by...all that?
This is not panic, because that would imply that she is panicking, and Starfleet officers do not panic! So of course she isn't going to panic! Her face is just. stuck like this. Stuck looking panicked. Yeah, that's it.
(Okay, she's a little bit panicking.)
But now she's gotta rein it in, because her new friend Gwen (You Do Not Get A Say In This) is asking her a question.]
What? No! I definitely haven't heard of them before. [A little nervous laugh as she waves her hand, as if she can totally dismiss the question. Then, quietly, after a beat:] ...mostly I just. read about them. But! You can't tell them, okay? I have no idea what it'll do if you do. We could create a paradox or maybe Starfleet won't exist anymore or the whole simulation will break-- anything could happen!
Uhhhh-- Yeah. I don't-- think that's going to be a problem. They're both from different timelines already, sooo.
[She isn't sure about going into too much detail about that, partially because she doesn't exactly understand it all herself. She only knows the bare minimum about Jim and Spock's dimension, as it is.]
Also, things like that don't matter so much here. We're in our own, contained universe. Or computer simulation. Again, not too clear on that officially yet.
How can you know that for sure? I mean...have people been back home to see what's happened to their timelines? And even if they're from different timelines, I'm from like-- way in their future! I mean, sure, maybe me saying something could make the Dominion War never happen, but maybe it means the Borg take over instead! Time is super complicated and if you change one little thing, it could have a TOTALLY insane effect on the timeline!
[... ... ... that being said, there's not exactly anything she can do about it here, is there? So she sort of groans, totally defeated, and squashes her hands into the sand.]
I know I'm in Science Officer Training on the ship, but this is just...really, really outside of my experience. In every way.
Don't worry, it's kinda outside of everyones experience. Including Jim and Spock's.
[They're all just lost on this one. But at least the simulation theory seems credible. Now if only they could find that AI port.]
I know this is a lot-- really, you're not the only one that's struggled to wrap your head around all of it. I've also met someone from an alternate version of my reality, so. You know. Just all around weird around here.
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[She's still adjusting and wrapping her head around everything this place is, after all. It seems some of the longer lasting ones have started to settle and make the best of the situation, and she honestly wonders if she'll get to that point one day, too. Part of her hopes she isn't her that long, but ever since getting closer to Peter, a part of her wants to stay a little longer too.]
Nice to meet you, Tendi. [She might just now be noticing that shiny little Star Fleet badge on Tendi's chest, too, and she raises an eyebrow. She's seen that before.]
That symbol on your chest. Does it mean anything? I've seen it before, on two guys I know here. [she never did ask Jim or Spock, but there was a lot going on, on sentencing day.]
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[That's longer than any away mission she's ever gone on! That's like, 1/6th of the time she's spent on the Cerritos! That's a long time to fall behind on her bridge training!! A year is literally 1/5 of the Enterprise's original five-year mission! Tendi isn't panicking, really, she's just watching her entire Starfleet career crash and burn before her eyes. She's never going to be a Captain if she's stuck here! This place isn't even Warp-capable!
... All of that being said, one of the most important things she's learned in Starfleet is this: panicking doesn't help. So she takes a deep breath and sets all of that stuff aside.]
Oh-- this? [She puts a finger on her comm badge.] Yeah, it's the Starfl-- [WAIT, GASP, HOLD THE PHONE] You've seen it before?! Where? On who-- whom? is it who, or whom? No, never mind, just, who was it?
[She has a slim sliver of hope, for a second, that maybe her friends are here, too.]
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She's just. Going to give her some time to work through all that.]
Umm-- yeah. Some friends of mine wore it once. A Jim Kirk and-- [shit does Spock have a last name? Suddenly realizing she has no idea.] Mr. Spock? Either of those names ring a bell?
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The look doesn't last, though; it's quickly replaced by one of those yeah, uh-huh smiles, as if she doesn't totally believe this is real.]
... Yeah, okay, you really had me at first, but this is-- [The laugh she chirps here can only be described as nervous.] I mean, you can pick any Starfleet officers in the universe and you go with them? That-- that just put it over the top. [This part is spoken not to Gwen but, apparently, to the universe at large:] Come on, Boimler, whatever weird holomovie you're running here, I'm not interested! And-- and it isn't funny anymore! Computer, arch.
[... ... ... nothing happens.]
Computer, arch! [nope] End...program? [nada] Computer?
[Nothing.
... Her face looks a little, uh. Broken. Like a deer caught in the headlights.]
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Gwen just gives her a minute, tilting her head as she watches Tendi's expression change from that nervous smile, to now just awkward panic?]
...Right. Yeah. This isn't a computer simulation. Or-- maybe it is. Not actually sure on that one. But it's not one of your simulations. And I wasn't joking. I know those two. They're here. I take it you've heard of them, judging by...all that?
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This is not panic, because that would imply that she is panicking, and Starfleet officers do not panic! So of course she isn't going to panic! Her face is just. stuck like this. Stuck looking panicked. Yeah, that's it.
(Okay, she's a little bit panicking.)
But now she's gotta rein it in, because her new friend Gwen (You Do Not Get A Say In This) is asking her a question.]
What? No! I definitely haven't heard of them before. [A little nervous laugh as she waves her hand, as if she can totally dismiss the question. Then, quietly, after a beat:] ...mostly I just. read about them. But! You can't tell them, okay? I have no idea what it'll do if you do. We could create a paradox or maybe Starfleet won't exist anymore or the whole simulation will break-- anything could happen!
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[She isn't sure about going into too much detail about that, partially because she doesn't exactly understand it all herself. She only knows the bare minimum about Jim and Spock's dimension, as it is.]
Also, things like that don't matter so much here. We're in our own, contained universe. Or computer simulation. Again, not too clear on that officially yet.
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[... ... ... that being said, there's not exactly anything she can do about it here, is there? So she sort of groans, totally defeated, and squashes her hands into the sand.]
I know I'm in Science Officer Training on the ship, but this is just...really, really outside of my experience. In every way.
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[They're all just lost on this one. But at least the simulation theory seems credible. Now if only they could find that AI port.]
I know this is a lot-- really, you're not the only one that's struggled to wrap your head around all of it. I've also met someone from an alternate version of my reality, so. You know. Just all around weird around here.