Even decades into the future the Bridge of a Galaxy class ship is a distinctive place and a place of power. Shelan looks terribly out of place in her heavy smart cloth and pseudoleather jumpsuit among the clean neutral colors of Federation design. She isn't where she was a moment ago, but that's not a problem. A long - almost infinitely long - moment ago she was being killed b a temporal disruptor. Pulled into non-existence by weapons that no one wants to be caught using under the threat of having them turned against them. She straightens, PADD held neatly to one side and scans the room.
"Hell."
A temporal displacement was bad enough. The fact that she was on what was clearly an Enterprise? She'll be lucky to finish the paperwork in time to retire.
Agent Shelan | Star Trek DTI Novels | Option Two
Shelan looks terribly out of place in her heavy smart cloth and pseudoleather jumpsuit among the clean neutral colors of Federation design. She isn't where she was a moment ago, but that's not a problem. A long - almost infinitely long - moment ago she was being killed b a temporal disruptor. Pulled into non-existence by weapons that no one wants to be caught using under the threat of having them turned against them.
She straightens, PADD held neatly to one side and scans the room.
"Hell."
A temporal displacement was bad enough. The fact that she was on what was clearly an Enterprise? She'll be lucky to finish the paperwork in time to retire.