Miranda's Island
Posted on Sat Jun 29th, 2019 @ 1:43am by Sergeant Miranda Schultz
Edited on on Sun Jun 30th, 2019 @ 12:21pm
626 words; about a 3 minute read
Mission:
Episode 7 - Home Again
Location: Holodeck
Timeline: MD006 1430 hrs
Miranda was fascinated by Gaagii. It wasn’t just his Navajo heritage, although that was a part of it. It was his soft voice, the way he moved through the woods, and the way he was one with nature. And, if she were honest, it was the way he looked with his long hair that made him look like a throwback to another time. She’d even begun to carve a raven out of wood for him, as an apology for messing up his free time on the holodeck.
When she had a break, she reserved the holodeck where she’d met the sergeant, and then, with the help of the computer, found the same variation of the program he was using.
This time when she approached theholodeck, there was no program running, and no one to disturb.
It was a clear morning and several gulls were circling the water, chatting with each other as they searched for food. A cool breeze blew across the water. Perfect for doing some PT.
She stretched out, then began a five-mile a jog along the beach to strengthen her calves. The briny breeze reminded her of the last time she was here and she found herself glancing at the woods. There was no feeling of being watched, no flash of something to indicate anyone was here with her. She chuckled at her sheer whimsy, then made herself focus on her run.
When she finished, she sprawled on the sand to catch her breath, watching a gull spiral over the water as it looked for food. “Move it, Marine or you’ll regret it later,” she muttered, rolling over to begin her cool-down exercises. It was a nice change from doing laps with other Marines, but she kind of missed having a buddy.
The sound of the surf reminded her of her previous swim, and her comment about skinny-dipping. There was no one around today, and no one was likely to walk in on her, so she stripped off her clothes and ran into the surf. The feel of the water on her bare skin was invigorating. There was nothing but the sound of her breathing, the rhythm of the surf, and the occasional cry of a gull in her ears. She swam up the coast a way, then body surfed back to shore.
She walked back to her clothes, letting the sun and breeze dry her off and imagined she was on a deserted island and would soon have to make camp for the night. Although she would definitely have to dress before she went into the woods. She wondered what it would be like to have a treehouse like the one in Swiss Family Robinson.
“Computer, save a copy of this program as Miranda’s Island.” Now she would have a place of her own while she was stationed on the Pioneer.
“Program saved.”
“Now make the land an island.”
“Alteration complete.”
“Thank you.” She was still grinning as she arrived back where she left her clothes and dressed.
“How much time do I have left in the program?” She asked, hoping she could have a better look at the woods.
“Time remaining is ten minutes, forty-two seconds.”
Barely enough time to get there. She looked at the woods again and sighed. “Computer, create a treehouse in the woods like the one in Robert Louis Stephenson’s Swiss Family Robinson. Add a fresh water stream nearby.”
“Alteration complete.”
Excellent. “Computer, save program and show arch.” She would have to reserve a larger block of time when she came back. But for now, knowing it was here was enough.
Sergeant Miranda Schultz
Communications Specialist, USS Pioneer
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