Brystal is the daughter of the great Admiral Christopher Pike. She was nobody special, nobody specific, but that all changed one day.
"Adventure for destiny in the stars."
[Star Trek: Reboot]
[Kirk x femme!oc]
Cover by @chasingmaybanks
Book 4 in the...
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Brystal and Olivia rushed themselves into their uniforms, not caring their hair got messy. Not even caring if strands of their hair poked out from the static reaction from their uniforms. They almost ran all the way to the docking bay, carrying only a bag or two of their stuff.
The Enterprise could always have been switched time slots like any starship could. The time it would leave was at 9 and that left them an hour at least. Brystal wasn't taking any chances of missing their newly assigned ship.
Brystal began flattening her blue catsuit uniform, keeping the Starfleet pin exactly where it had been mandated. (She had never been one for the uniforms, annoying her father into getting her a catsuit uniform.) Olivia found herself tying her tall black leather heeled boots as they ran. Lights and people flashed by them as they ran across every inch of the docking bay.
"Goddamn it!" Brystal cursed, "Why do we have to know hours before it's supposed to leave!?!"
"Maybe then we don't have to face Uhara's fury." Olivia shouted to her, heels calcking against the ground. The heels added to her shirt height towards Brystal who was quite tall compared to Olivia. Brytsal's large black boots didn't make the loud sound as Olivia's heels did.
Olivia pulled the skirt of her red uniform down. Her dark brown hair flowing in the wind as they dodged cadets and officers. Squeezing past pieces of machinery that stood in their way.
"Docking Bay 7!" Olivia pointed towards the large starship. Brystal squinted in the light to see the symbols of NCC-1701. People were getting in by shuttle with a gray uniformed man pointing people in the direction of their shuttle.
"Alright!" Brystal yelled. "I think we'll be there just in time."
"They better not have a friendly greeting for us to the crew." Olivia hoped.
"I don't think that possible with me being a third officer." Brystal huffed.
"True!" Olivia yelled. They halted to a stop at the middle-aged man, who looked at them as if they had been through an earthquake. His datapad was clenched into his right arm before he took it out.
"Names." He asked them.
"Olivia. Olivia Hale." Olivia huffed.
"Brystal Pike." Brystal breathed.
"You're on that shuttle." The man longed to the shuttle that was closest to them.
"Thank you!" Olivia and Brystal said, simultaneously. They ran past the man, who watched them both run. Their boots clanked against the metal as they found alone of a few people. Red, blue, and yellow uniforms all lined up for the shuttle.
"Don't look. Well do, but Uhara's ahead of us." Olivia pointed out. Brystal cocked her head to see Uhara was at the head of line telling the officer her name. Uhara's black ponytail swinging slightly as she moved. Uhara moved into the shuttle as the lone kept moving.
