(Backdated) New Clothing

[tasha_yar]

Tasha stood in front of the mirror, her mind frozen in place. The mustard colored tunic covered the waistband of her black pants. Two brass colored pips on her neck reflected the light of the room dully. She was back. This should be making her happy, but she felt oddly numb and distant from herself.

Before she started examining why, however, there was a noise that was utterly alien to her coming from the other room.

"Aggie!" she called.

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[tasha_yar]

Which she does - while also noting the army of giant potential security flaws already in front of her.

The tricorder reports an odd difference in what she was expecting.

"It's like she's in REM sleep," she mutters. It's an odd REM sleep, but it's the closest comparison. Sensing the dingbots likely won't let her shake Aggie's shoulder, she asks one of them to try it for her.

[agathaheterodyne]

Instead, oddly, they cleared away to let her. They went from defensive to trusting really quickly, it seemed. Simple devices, simple programing.

[tasha_yar]

They don't understand the command, but seem willing to let her try. She shakes Aggie's shoulder, calling her name as she does so hoping to rouse her.

[agathaheterodyne]

She mumbled and tried to roll over. Something about chocolate cake.

[tasha_yar]

Tasha walks over to the same drawer and fishes out a dermal regenerator which she then uses to treat Agatha's mild burn wounds. She makes a mental note to have one of the regular security team check in on her and the Dingbots in 30 minutes after a second scan shows nothing has changed.

This assignment is going to make the old one look routine. she concludes before heading out into it.