#of being the captain for alpha team and basically commander overall BUT ALSO he's the chief of security at umbrella. like. he doesn't sleep

[arklay]

omfg the logistics of s.t.a.r.s. makes me sick. like there is absolutely no need for them to work for 24 hours 7 days a week for what they are. in my mind it would be that alpha have the day shift and bravo have the night one but even then like. it makes no sense. because they would be 12 hour shifts... every day... that's. no.

#leah.txt #capcom i need you to fix this bullshit just for my brain #like omfg. can you image. 6am to 6pm or something. that's hell. like i know jobs have 12 hour shifts i know this but they don't go for #SEVEN DAYS IN A ROW #there are off days.... #funny though cause the rest of stars are suffering with that but then there's wesker who not only has to do this but he has the job duties #of being the captain for alpha team and basically commander overall BUT ALSO he's the chief of security at umbrella. like. he doesn't sleep #i feel like surely they'd have like weekends Off but they are still on call if things happen?? who knows. cause 7 days... no... like even 5 #days of 12 hours isn't right so it's wild #idk how this makes sense at all but augh #OMFG I JUST READ IT AGAIN AND NO. its 24 hours for one team and then they switch.......... NO. NUH UH. THAT'S.... no. #it's literally unnecessary for what they are and the skills the attention they would need for tasks. changing after 12 hours makes more #sense and even that's a lot so. capcom please explain the logic behind this to me. true story behind biohazard book please explain this. #''these two teams work in shifts. one day each. in other words alpha team works a 24-hour shift for a day followed by bravo team'' #i have some safety concerns with this #oh reading this and just some casual misogny thrown in there once again. capcom it's literally unnecessary to keep doing these throw #away lines. like no one was thinking that so why did you say it?? #anyways this is bullshit lmaooo can i redesign the stars work hours please? #just for what they do i don't think 24 hours makes sense to keep someone awake that long when they need to be alert and such but what #do i know ougoughg #i mean a lot of stuff in this book manual thingy have been retconned but it's so wild

[impalaanddemons]

Enterprise Crowd - Part 2

Summary: These are the adventures of Reader, a Lieutenant Commander assigned the Enterprises IT engineering team. Her biggest flaw? Her temper.

Wordcount: 1850

A/N: This week in “Enterprise Crowd”: Heads are butted. Curse words are said. Are they gonna kiss or murder each other? Bets are on. No sweet fluffy “Monty” in here, I’m sorry.

Warnings: F-Bombs, Cursing, general head butting and techno babble. People yelling at each other.

PART 1

„FUCK,“ every motion on the bridge came to a sudden halt at your loud exclamation. „Is everything alright down there?“ asked the voice of Captain Kirk himself, who turned his head and leaned over his seat at the same time. „Captain, Sir, yes.“ you crawled out from under a panel and ripped the cables attached to your PADD off at the same time, prompting another curse, although not as loud or rude as the one before. „I’m sorry, Sir. Telemetric System C is now rebooting, the quantum processor got a bit jiggled up.“ - „I suppose jiggling up is an occurrence Mr. Scott will want to hear about.“ Kirk said, half a smile on his face. You could see at least a dozen eyes switching back to their respective posts, although most of the other present crew members were still clinging to a mug of coffee. Coffee. Nice hot coffee.

Your PADD showed the rebooting sequence and you flicked through the logfile. „Yeah, all fine, Sir. Telemetric System C is online again.“, you stuffed your PADD into your backpack. Alpha hadn’t officially started yet, but you had received another call from the bridge and had spent a delightful hour scrambling behind a control panel, running diagnostics and murmuring to yourself until you had pinned down the problem and then cut your hand on a metal edge - which prompted the aforementioned curse. „Your hand is bleeding, Lieutenant Commander Y/L/N“, the captain nodded into your direction. „It’s just a scratch, Sir.“ you assured the Captain, who shot you a look that seemed rather unconvinced. „I’ll report back to Mr. Scott and take a detour to medbay afterwards.“ „How about you make that detour now, kid.“ a pair of heavy hands landed on your shoulders, the soft drawl of the Doctor himself behind you as he started to guide you to the door. The handsome devil was known for hunting down everyone on the ship if necessary, even the captain himself. „I appreciate the concern, Doctor McCoy, but I’ve got a really important meeting at start of Alpha and Mr. Scott will flay me alive if I don’t attend it.“ „I will have to have a serious word with Mr. Scott on your behalf then.“ „Please don’t.“ you said, practically flinching at the thought. He raised an eyebrow and, to Kirks visible amusement, led you right to medbay.

When the Doctor finally released you after putting you in the dermal regenerator, of all things!, Alpha was well underway and you were skipping through Jefferies tubes to cut the way to Engineering as short as possible. You made a mental note to avoid bridge from now on. That place was definitely cursed and you now knew why security and engineering avoided that place. „Dammitdammitdammit“ you cursed as you slid down a tube, past an Ensign screaming from surprise and landing just a few meters from your Commanding Officers office with the hard ‚THUMP!‘ of heavy issue boots. You immediately picked up speed again and basically bolted through his office doors. Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott had already lifted his head from some ‚damned paperwork‘ at the commotion outside and seemed fairly unsurprised to see you standing there, panting and sweaty and overall apologetic looking. His eyes flickered to your bandaged hand and a expression of concern crossed his face, but was replaced within seconds by a stern look. „Lieutenant Y/L/N, is there not only a micro climate, but also a different time zone where yer room is located?“ You pressed your lips together before you opened them up again to speak. Already you could feel your temper flare. „No, Mr. Scott, last time I checked Life Support Zone C was working fine.“ His right eyebrow lifted just the tiniest bit and you bit your tongue. „Yer late.“ he stated. „I noticed.“. Why. Why did your mouth had to have a life on it’s own in front of him. „I mean“, you added, concerned by the look on his face „I had a call to the Bridge, Sir, and my hand got hurt and Doctor McCoy insisted on me accompanying him to medbay.“ A moment of silence stretched between the two of you as he got up and folded his hands behind his back, taking a leisurely step in your direction. „I assume yer well?“ „Yes, Mr. Scott.“ „I’m sure I dinnae need to remind ya of yer behavior last night.“ „No, Mr. Scott“ you answered and took a deep breath. „I want ya to retrain those AIs, so that something like last night will not happen again.“ He could see the „But“ written on your face and in the way you clenched your teeth. „We cannae have something like tha’ happen again, Lieutenant.“ he stressed. You opened your mouth and the look in his eyes dared you to challenge him. The scotsman took another step closer and you could see how the light got caught in his dark brown hair, the angry line that furrowed his face now. „Sir��� „I hope that’s a „Yes, Sir“, lass.“ The beeping of your communicator broke the tense silence. „Am I allowed to get that, Mr. Scott?“ He gestured a yes with his hand and you flipped your communicator open with more force then necessary. It was Vance. „Yes … No …“ it was difficult discussing in a civil manner with Vance, while the fire in your superior officers eyes seemed to challenge you even now. „I’m at Mr. Scotts Office, Vance, I’ll come right away.“ Shutting your communicator you lifted your face to Montgomery Scott. „I have to assist my team, Sir, but I’ll get to your request right after that.“ „Ya can go, Lieutenant Y/L/N“ he stepped back, finally releasing the tension between the two of you. Without further ado you turned around and strode away.

„You know, most people on the crew that work with him simply refer to him as Scotty“, Vance said without looking up from the diagnostics output he was reading. „So?“ you shot back grumpily. The words in front of your eyes slid past you without making much sense. „I’m just saying that he values good work and if you retrain those networks he’ll forget what has happened.“ „You mean I should save my sorry ass by being a nice little engineer?“ Vance rolled his eyes at your remark and continued to scroll through the data on his PADD. He knew better then to argue with you at this point. You tried to focus on your work. Reconfiguring. Yeah. Great. That would take you at least until end of Beta, you would never leave those systems unattended during a retrain. Probably an all-nighter. „The bastard can kiss my - „ Vance never learned what part of you the Enterprises’ Chief Engineer could kiss, as T’Sai opened the door to your teams office with an accidental loud bang. „Well, I’m gonna bugger off. Got to retrain some networks.“ you muttered and got up. „Gonna see you in mess later on?“ „Fuck you, Vance.“

„Okay, now inject the learning variables for the last manual warp core overrides and let’s see how you get along with that madmans attitude.“ you mumbled to the machinery while working, slid the data-PADD into the computing unit in front of you, then leant back to watch the graphs on your PADD change and shift. The blueish tint of the Enterprises datacenter was calming, but the cool air made your fingers go numb. You’d normally work from a remote office, but today you valued the secluded place down in the Enterprises belly. While the system worked through the data you’d fed it, you took the bandage off - if only to save yourself the trouble to go and visit medbay again tomorrow. „Hah“, you muttered, typed something on your PADD and restarted the learning algorithm. „If it wasn’t, it has to be!“ you said in a mock accent and let out a deep sigh, closing your eyes at the same time. Maybe you could just take a nap, while this thing worked. Gamma had crept upon you two hours ago already and you knew the lights on the ship were slowly dimming down. „Mr. Scott really can-„ „Ach. I really hope I dinnae have to listen to the end of tha’ sentence, Lieutenant.“ Once again on this day you sprang to attention, nearly tripping over the cables around you. „At ease“ the scotsman said and eyed the room. You eased, but just a little. „How is the training going?“ „Good, Sir.“ „And yer not working remote because …?“ You were positively sure you’d murder that man at some point, if only for questioning seemingly everything you did. „I like being alone, Sir.“ you remarked. He grabbed the PADD and studied the output shown without answering to your scathing remark. „Looking good, probably ready by Alpha.“ You sucked in your upper lip and nodded along. „Ya dinnae need to sit by it’s side for the rest of the night, Lieutenant. Yer relieved until Alpha. Get some sleep.“ turning away from the PADD he saw you shrugging. „I’ll not leave the system unattended to while in this state.“ „It’s only training, the network is not even deployed, lass. If it fails during nightshift ya can get back to it tomorrow“ „Just leave it alone? Waste more time?“ you raised your shoulders and felt a deep furrow appearing on your brow. „It’s … not just any network, Sir. I’m sorry to say, Sir.“ you drew in a deep breath and pressed your lips onto each other once more. „That’s no true AI, Sir, it needs supervision. It’s … it’s …“ another deep breath: „It’s gonna be part of the Enterprises subconsciousness! If it has to feel the ships ailments for us, we have to care for it beforehand. And you want it to practically sense whatever thing you’re up to at any given moment - that takes time!“ you had not noticed how your voice had gotten gradually louder, practically yelling at him. Mr. Scotts face changed from bafflement, to a certain softness and settled on a cool expression afterwards. „Thank ya for explaining my ship to me.“, he said, voice chilly. Your mouth snapped shut. „I …“ he began and you could see behind the cool demeanor he was giving you, could see how he was trying to be the best superior he could be. „I see ya care deeply about the ship, lass. But yer gonna take care of ya self as much.“ he nodded to the bandage. The air felt even more cool against your burning face. „Sir?“ „Off ta quarters, Lieutenant. Continue tomorrow.“ „But that’s stupid! I NEED to attend to this. NOW!“ For a moment it seemed as if he wouldn’t say anything, but the outburst followed just a second later: 
„YER AFF YER HEID!“, he raised his voice, his jaws clenched in-between words, „IT’S AS IF YER TRYING TO ARGUE WI’ ME ON PURPOSE! THA’S THE MOST GLAIKIT THING I’VE HEARD TODAY!“

Silence fell between the two of you, both of you huffing and staring at each other. You ground your teeth. „I“, you began and it was now your turn to be baffled, staring at him open mouthed. „Out. Quarters.“ he pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers and closed his eyes. You collected your things hastily - „Good Night, Sir.“ and brushed past him.

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