I know, I know. It's just... better for a doctor to be fully rested and relaxed on the job. You've been working for weeks on end... maybe even years before that... A good vacation planet would do soe good. *Frowns.* Engineering. TRIBBLE: Um, what? I was kinda behind the big guy and couldn't see clearly.
And when was that? *Looks genuinely concerned.* Engineering. TRIBBLE: Um... okay. This way, I guess. *Leads her to an abandoned corner of the room.* Yes?
Fine... *Shuts up. Then doesn't.* When was the last time you got shore leave? Engineering. TRIBBLE: Oh, it's fine. I heard he was somewhat of a playboy on my way to here. *Looks at her with a smile.* TRIBBLE: Truthfully, I doubt it. Mostly because you seem infatuated with him and you don't seem the playboy type...
About Krystal... she really did need that vacation... and someone to just pay attention to her... *Smiles.* Thank you. I think if you hadn't helped, it would have been a perpetual friend zone... Engineering. TRIBBLE, to engineer: So this capacitor should hook up here with this wire, so that the flux doesn't overflow the…
*Eyes has started swelling, and blood leaks from side of head.* Remind... remind me not to... to walk around this ship without... without you, cher... *Groans again, and the side of the ribcage looks disfigured. TRIBBLE hides Kristy's eyes with a hand.*
Guy: Y-yes... y-yes ma'am. Whatever you say, ma'am... *He salutes and walks off in a daze. The woman looks at me.* Woman: Sorry about that. I'll catch up with you later, okay Kuntel? Me, quietly: Okay... *She walks off.*
Guy: This... this.... this rapist touched my sister and then dared to deny it! Me: I didn't do anything! Woman: I swear to you, bro, he didn't! We even got tested! Guy: How do you know something didn't go wrong? Or he somehow erased his... his vile presence! Me: Hey! My presence isn't vile! *The guy growls and charges me.*
*Sees me cornered by a gut twice my size in a red shirt. A girl is next to him, trying to get him to stop what ever he is doing, but he isn't listening.* Guy: How dare you?! Really, how dare you?! Me: I don't kn- Guy: HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY SISTER AND NOT EVEN REMEMBER HER NAME!? Me: I, I- Woman: Come on, bro! He didn't-…
TRIBBLE: Of course, the engineer explained that to me... *He trails off as he looks back.* TRIBBLE: Where did your boyfriend... I mean companion go, captain?
TRIBBLE: Hmm, shore leave. Something an ensign can only dream about... *He starts walking toward Engineering.* TRIBBLE: We are about half way done with the first torpedoe. The design you sent was impeccable.
TRIBBLE: Why were you in a support craft? And on a vacation? *Looks at TRIBBLE and coughs. TRIBBLE's eyes widen, then he shakes his head.* TRIBBLE: Anyway, let me accompany you on the way to engineering. We've been making a lot of progress with the torpedo.
Me: Maybe we can clarify it later? TRIBBLE: Okay, first, ew. Second, kinda hard not to know whats going on when the entire ship drops like an emp went off and then shows and omega on every console...