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May. 15th, 2013 at 7:55 PM
An underwater prison. I have to admit, that is a first...
[The face that greets the viewer is one that looks more curious than anything else. She has lively blue eyes, dark hair, and pale skin. She also has a row of dots starting on each side of her face, going down beneath that teal and black uniform she is wearing.]
This is Lieutenant Commander Dax to... anyone that can hear? …Benjamin? Deep Space Nine? Hmm.
[And she pokes around on the buttons for several moments, trying several things. The feed cuts for a time, before it comes back.]
Well. I think this may very well count for one of the strangest situations I have found myself in, and I have had some strange hellos before.
[That is said with a touch of amusement in her voice. After all, she does have not only her own experiences to draw upon, but also those of seven other hosts.]
My name is Jadzia Dax, and I must say, that was not exactly the way I like to wake up in the morning- or even the night. What I can tell is that I am no longer on Deep Space Nine- or on any spaceship, unless this is a holosuite program, and I am finding that rather hard to believe.
[A knowing look although there is a mischievous glint to her eyes.]
My commbadge also seems to be missing, along with my uniform, so any information would be greatly appreciated.
[The face that greets the viewer is one that looks more curious than anything else. She has lively blue eyes, dark hair, and pale skin. She also has a row of dots starting on each side of her face, going down beneath that teal and black uniform she is wearing.]
This is Lieutenant Commander Dax to... anyone that can hear? …Benjamin? Deep Space Nine? Hmm.
[And she pokes around on the buttons for several moments, trying several things. The feed cuts for a time, before it comes back.]
Well. I think this may very well count for one of the strangest situations I have found myself in, and I have had some strange hellos before.
[That is said with a touch of amusement in her voice. After all, she does have not only her own experiences to draw upon, but also those of seven other hosts.]
My name is Jadzia Dax, and I must say, that was not exactly the way I like to wake up in the morning- or even the night. What I can tell is that I am no longer on Deep Space Nine- or on any spaceship, unless this is a holosuite program, and I am finding that rather hard to believe.
[A knowing look although there is a mischievous glint to her eyes.]
My commbadge also seems to be missing, along with my uniform, so any information would be greatly appreciated.