Lt. Uhura (talentedtongue) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-06-07 22:55:00 |
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WHO: Nyota Uhura & Spock
WHAT: Silence, frustration, and the lack of information a happy Nyota does not make.
WHERE: Their room
WHEN: Day two of the silence
RATING: PG-13
STATUS: In Progress
Everything checks out normal. That was what the medical team kept saying. No damage to either the vocal chords or the auditory canals. So they weren't deaf or mute, it simply seemed like they were. And that was when the situation stopped making sense. If they could still hear and could still speak, why weren't they able to do either? The idea of the sort of spooks that Andrew had mentioned kept flittering back to her mind, but she was determined to not just chalk this up to the supernatural and be done with it. There had to be a scientific explanation. There simply had to be. Even with the spooks, there was likely some basis in the solid physical world as the why they existed like they did. So she was going to find out here.
But as confounding as it was, it simply felt like they were running around in circle looking for a solution. After violently scratching out the idea that something or someone had stolen every sound wave in the place (because, really, that was just ridiculous. Who steals sound waves?), Uhura shoved her pad and pen away from herself, allowing her arms to pillow on the table, her head following a few seconds later with an action that would have caused a rather loud THUNK had it been able.
She really was at a loss. She couldn't wait for them all to get together in order to bounce ideas off of each other even if the thought of the logistics behind a situation like that were simply mind numbing. Everyone with white boards, waving them around, trying to get each other's attention so that their ideas could be...haha, heard. Really. What was the point of knowing sign language if it was pointless to use it? Nobody would be able to understand her.
Well. With one notable exception.