Hiding
Who: Callum Kochanski
Where: Sitting on the floor of a disabled toilet cubical on G deck
When: Later
Callum sat on the floor of the cubical with his legs crossed, trying
to remember who he was. In his hand was a screwed up piece of paper
that he'd stolen from the chart on his bed in the medibay.
"Callum Kochanski" He read aloud, "Lt. Commander Callum Kochanski". He
didn't like it, but some how the abrieviation seemed very familiar...
CK. Well that was his named taken care of but what about everything
else, all these coridoors and rooms that seemed familiar but which
he'd swear he'd never seen before. At that moment Callum was
distracted from his piece of scrap paper and focused on his own hands.
He began to inspect them, they seemed strong and worn. Whatever he
used to do must have required a lot of physical work. He moved up,
feeling his face... Sideburns, hair... BIG HAIR!
Callum jumped up and looked at his reflection. He wasnt sure what he
would find but what he saw was alien to him. The man staring back at
him was a stranger. He noticed his eyes, they were different colours.
But he didnt have time to worry about that as a mans voice echoed
across some kind of comm. system.
"Attention, All crew are to be on the look out for Callum Kochanski.
He has disapeared from the medibay. He is wearing a blue hospital gown
and maybe disorientated." Well that was it, people were after him and
he had to start moving. Plus this hospital gown was giving a real
draft.
A few miniutes later Callum found himself moving about the cargo bays
behind the promanade. He didnt know how but he really knew his way
around well (well enough not to be caught by the people in strange
uniforms looking for him). He came to a cargo bay door marked 'Top
Shop'. The door was locked but Callum punched in a code '436/NN1/KCA'.
The door opened straight away leaving Callum puzzled.
"How the hell did i know that?"
It didnt take Callum long to change, finding a black shirt and a pair
of blue jeans. Then a pair of black Converse. Picking up a black
leather coat CK exited the cargo bay and back onto the promanade to be
almost caught by a security team.
"That was close." Callum hid for a moment, he needed help. He'd never
make it on his own. It was then he saw a computer information
point. "Stratum".
Callum stood at the door of the only person he actually knew, because
he needed some kind of help. He pressed the bell and waited for the
door to open...
"Hello Milissa" He said. "I need your help".
<tag>