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21 May 2009 @ 23:52
It's Not Easy Being Green  
Remember how, way back in the early days of Star Trek: Voyager fandom, Megan and Jenny Delaney from Stellar Cartography were branded the sluts of the ship for daring to enjoy sex? Right, so I'm having flashbacks. Only this time, it's Gaila who's being called names in the blogsphere for, well... enjoying casual sex as much as James T Kirk does. And dood, GAILA IS AWESOME.

I'm too swamped to write at the moment, but I'm definitely up for hosting a good ole fashioned Commentfic Extravaganza. So if you want to write a little something (drabble, snippet, epic poetry, knock yourself out!) about Cadet Gaila, go ahead and post it here.

IT'S NOT EASY BEING GREEN: THE DOOD, GAILA IS AWESOME COMMENTFIC EXTRAVAGANZA

 
 
 
just heather: Trek: mini Spock/Uhuraheather on 22nd May 2009 15:52 (UTC)
How much do I love this post!!!!? BRB, coming up with something to contribute.
The Proverbial Bull in a China Shop...: Star Trek old is newsabaceanbabe on 22nd May 2009 19:07 (UTC)
He Trusted Her (inspired by <lj user=svilleficrecs>, above)
He trusted her. He spoke; she listened and hastened to obey. He gestured; she acted on his unspoken command. He wanted; she gave. Everything she was belonged to him; she barely remembered a time when this was not so.

He trusted her. He took her with him to meetings, to trade negotiations, to business functions of every kind. At first, it was only locally, but later, as his trust grew, it became something more. She helped him to travel smoothly and comfortably, efficiently and, in return, he shared her with his clients, the ones with the greatest potential for his own success. She did exactly as was required of her, desired of her, with no complaint, with no question.

He trusted her. A trade delegation from a far-off place, another planet, or so it was whispered, wanted to negotiate for mineral rights on Orion’s largest moon; her master was the one chosen to work out the best, most profitable contract. Because he trusted her, he took her with him.

He trusted her. He sent her to the meeting place to make arrangements for the comfort of the trade delegation. She meant to do exactly what he wished her to do, because that was what she always did. But the meeting place was in Orion’s hub, the center of it all. There were so many people, laughing and shouting and moving from here to there, and it was all so different when she was alone.

She saw a sign. She could not read it. A woman nearby asked if this was the place to purchase a ticket off world. A man answered that it was. The weight of the credits she carried grew, somehow, and without conscious thought, she drew closer to the window.

“Where to?” the man behind the window asked, his voice bored, his expression disinterested.

She did not know what to tell him. Beside her, at another, identical window, the woman who had asked about going off world answered the same question. “Earth,” she repeated, not knowing what it meant. Knowing exactly what it meant.

He trusted her, for she never gave him any reason to not. Until the day came that she did.


Edited at 2009-05-22 19:15 (UTC)
Tori Morris: Gailaskywaterblue on 22nd May 2009 19:33 (UTC)
Re: He Trusted Her (inspired by <lj user=svilleficrecs>, above)
This is an awesome story.
(no subject) - radioactivepiss on 22nd May 2009 20:50 (UTC) (Expand)
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Dances With Vampires: Gaila innocentyahtzee63 on 22nd May 2009 20:16 (UTC)
"Homecoming"
This is sort of the flip side of a scene in a longer story I am now writing, this time from Gaila's POV:

Two days ago, Gaila and Nyota had an argument.

Gaila tries to remember the details as she slumps against the shuttlecraft railing, half-asleep, half-shattered. What was it they were so upset about? Things in the room had been tense ever since Jim had been stupid enough to get caught under the bed, so it had been over something stupid. Something they'd never have fought over usually. Gaila thinks she left something in the bathroom. Underwear, maybe. Nyota is a stickler about underwear on the bathroom floor.

The shuttlecraft sets down with a thump, and Gaila winces. Her whole left side is bruised deep olive and sore as hell. It's nothing the medics can't take care of within seconds, but the medics at Starbase Alpha had no time for her. They were frantically trying to save the other evacuees whose pods hadn't fared as well. Gaila simply had to sit on the floor of a quieter corridor, hold her side and try not to cry, because it hurt. Her hair still smells like smoke.

Slowly, Gaila forces herself to her feet and walks out of the shuttlecraft. Although her left leg halts, she's not actually limping, and it seems like she ought to be proud of that.

The smell of summer grass envelops her, and she can look out over a field of it, as lush and beautiful as her mother's skin. For the first time ever, Earth feels like home.

As Gaila stands there, unsure what to do next, she realizes a few other cadets are milling around, staring at the new arrivals. Some of them will be underclassmen, who are no doubt in shock at learning that nearly one-fourth of the student body of Starfleet Academy, and untold senior officers and ships, were destroyed in minutes. But maybe there's some from the Enterprise, too --

Then one figure breaks apart from the others at the far end of the landing field and starts running toward Gaila, all long legs and black ponytail streaming out behind her.

Gaila forgets that she hurts; she forgets that they fight all the time. Instead she runs toward Nyota with her arms open wide, and they collide so forcefully it knocks them both down. It's impossible to say which one of them is crying harder, but in her friend's embrace, Gaila finally, really believes that she made it back alive.
ljc: star trek (gaila is awesome)taraljc on 22nd May 2009 20:20 (UTC)
Re: "Homecoming"
Dood, you made me cry.
Re: "Homecoming" - yahtzee63 on 22nd May 2009 20:46 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - heather on 22nd May 2009 20:39 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - yahtzee63 on 22nd May 2009 20:47 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - sabaceanbabe on 22nd May 2009 22:33 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - yahtzee63 on 22nd May 2009 23:08 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - skywaterblue on 22nd May 2009 23:31 (UTC) (Expand)
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Re: "Homecoming" - yahtzee63 on 23rd May 2009 03:27 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: &quot;Homecoming&quot; - beatrice_otter on 23rd May 2009 05:10 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: &quot;Homecoming&quot; - yahtzee63 on 24th May 2009 04:02 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - meiou_set on 23rd May 2009 05:53 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - yahtzee63 on 24th May 2009 04:02 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "Homecoming" - whollyfictional on 23rd May 2009 22:31 (UTC) (Expand)
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Darkrosedarkrosetiger on 22nd May 2009 22:36 (UTC)
Gaila is, indeed awesome, and I'm glad you put up this post.
Shooting You with My Smilebox_in_the_box on 22nd May 2009 23:56 (UTC)
Tori Morris: Gailaskywaterblue on 23rd May 2009 21:46 (UTC)
Now we have art:
Shooting You with My Smilebox_in_the_box on 24th May 2009 00:03 (UTC)
Re: Now we have art:
Excellent. :)
Wholly Fictional: trekwhollyfictional on 23rd May 2009 22:21 (UTC)
In which I make things up about Gaila
Gaila is no stranger to goodbye.

She can count on one hand the number of childhood companions that she still knows the whereabouts of, and those names include her own brothers, Thantaar and Galev. The loss hits her today, and she does not know why. She knows that her old friends are scattered across the galaxy; they are dancing on tired feet across dangerous trade lines, treading deadly boards the universe over, but they are out there. It is her new companions, her peers and her lovers, her colleagues and her friends, the ones who dreamed of the venture out towards the stars, who are gone for good.

A light rain ripples across her skin as she stands on the grass with the other cadets - graduates, she supposes, of something now much larger than Starfleet Academy. Droplets cling to her face and hair, but she is still, welcoming the coolness with parted lips. Before her, Admiral Pike is making an address to the survivors, is listing feats, accomplishments and heroism which does not belong to them. Soon, he will begin listing the names of those who could lay claim and, from rows back, Gaila watches his mouth form every syllable.

Her toes flex against the wet grass, her Starfleet issue boots lying somewhere back in her room. She's been barefoot since she got back here, wants to feel the ground beneath her feet. One of the admirals had asked her why, but an aide had whispered the word Enterprise into his ear and she had left her with an aborted pat to the shoulder. It feels better to be barefooted here, every step reminding her she has what so many of her compatriots cannot.

Nyota is beside her now, and it is not the rain which spreads down her face, dragging a thin line of black over her cheek. Gaila had sought her out the moment it was over, buried her face in Nyota's shoulder. They had clung to each other laughing and laughing and laughing and Gaila had never wanted to let her go.

In front of the memorial, she holds Nyota's hand and makes a mental note to write to Galev again. It's been far too long.
Shooting You with My Smilebox_in_the_box on 24th May 2009 00:02 (UTC)
Re: In which I make things up about Gaila
*Lump in my throat*
Re: In which I make things up about Gaila - taraljc on 24th May 2009 01:25 (UTC) (Expand)
meiou_setmeiou_set on 24th May 2009 04:36 (UTC)
Another fic rec! Freshly posted :)
To Have and to Feel Up by misfit_fandoms
Kirk/Gaila. Written for the infamous kinkmeme. Hilarious and sexy!
Tori Morris: Gailaskywaterblue on 24th May 2009 04:51 (UTC)
Re: Another fic rec! Freshly posted :)
I LOVE THIS. Gaila is the only woman besides the Enterprise that Kirk could marry.
Re: Another fic rec! Freshly posted :) - meiou_set on 24th May 2009 06:06 (UTC) (Expand)
forwardish: StarWars Bitch Plz I'mHanFuckingSoloforwardish on 24th May 2009 09:00 (UTC)
My love for her has nothing to do with my irrational love of Rachel Nichols, whut?
Shooting You with My Smilebox_in_the_box on 24th May 2009 09:51 (UTC)
Wholly Fictional: trekwhollyfictional on 24th May 2009 21:50 (UTC)
On the Night Shift
I'm hoping this counts as Gaila!fic. Gaila gets transferred to the Enterprise's Engineering section. Again, there's a bit of making stuff up - I like the idea of Gaila as an engineer, ergo, this ficlet.

***

It hadn't taken long for Montgomery Scott to get territorial about the Enterprise's Engineering section. He'd taken to his new position as Chief Engineer with as much aplomb as if he'd been asked to judge the final round of "Who Makes the Best Scotch for Scottish Engineers" competition. So when he had arrived in Engineering one nightshift two weeks into his run to find some junior engineer fiddling with things underneath one of the consoles, he hadn't exactly felt all that charitably inclined towards her.

"And what exactly do you think you're doing?"

"Fixing it," came the vague reply. Scotty glared at the only part of the woman he can see, which, all right, happened to be a pair of very nice long green legs, not that he cared.

"Fixing what?" he demanded, heading over and craning his neck so he could properly inspect whatever on earth this woman was doing. He met with an exasperated sigh and beautiful bright eyes looking at him with an air of frustration.

"This!" she waved a hand at the tangle of lights and wires, "what is this? This is crazy." She went back to looking at the mess above her head. "Sir," she added, as an afterthought.

Scott bristled slightly. This particular console had been one that he'd jury rigged himself, irritated with the standard useless, idiotic collection of pointless connections Starfleet insisted on when they built these starships. He'd spent a day and a half on it, had chased away any nosy subordinates who hung around offering "helpful" advice. Even Keenser had stayed away, but then again, Keenser had been doing tinkering of his own and Scotty had turned a blind-eye to it, preferring to wait until he'd done whatever it was he'd wanted to and then tell him exactly why he was wrong. And then keep the changes. Teamwork.

Grumbling, Scotty resigned himself to crawling under the console with her; at any other time, part of his mind told him, he would have embraced this scenario. He ignored that part.

"There's a reason-" he began, but the woman interrupted him.

"You did this?" she asked, with surprising vehemence. Scotty's eyes darted to anywhere but her. Which was difficult in this confined space.

"Aye, but there's a reason!" he protested. "Lieutenant...?"

"Gaila."

"Gaila. There's a reason."

"You've said that three times now," said Gaila, tugging at a blue wire, her attention already back to the work in hand.

"Well there is. It's more efficient my way. How come I've never met you?"

"More efficient than woodfire. I've been in Starfleet Medical a while."

"More eff- Lieutenant! You get twice the amount of power by connecting these-"

"-over there, yes, but what about this?" Gaila pointed. Scotty coughed as he saw the joint, barely soldered together.

"It's a work in progress," he lied and chose to ignore the lieutenant's delicate cough of derision.

"Surely it's better if you reverse the flow here, hook this thing over to.... there, ha!"

"If you want to blow up Engineering the next time we go above Warp Three, go for it," said Scotty. Gaila frowned and stared at her handiwork.

"Hm." She poked at something in the far back. "What about now?"

Scotty leaned forwards, peering into the tangled mess of wires. It would have made his old tutors weep, he knew, but he'd be damned if the green girl hadn't got a good eye. She'd taken his prior revisions, built on them in ways he'd not thought of yet. Impressive. Annoying, but impressive.

"Did anyone ever tell you, Lieutenant, that you're a beautiful woman," said Scotty, as he traced each wire back to the source. Calculations of power and efficiency and resistance and speed flickered in front of his eyes as he studied her work. "A very beautiful woman," he amended, when the answers resolved themselves before him.

"Frequently," Gaila replied. Scotty shifted on his elbow and picked up a spanner.

"Welcome to Engineering," he said with a grin, "and do you want to take a look at the transporters?"
ljc: star trek (gaila squee)taraljc on 24th May 2009 21:56 (UTC)
Re: On the Night Shift
YAY.

I'm working on Gaila-in-Engineer-fic too, because I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, and I love Scotty getting preemptively angry, until he actually looks at the set-up is all grudgingly respectful. Your Gaila remidns me so much of Kaylee Frye that way.
Re: On the Night Shift - whollyfictional on 24th May 2009 23:19 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: On the Night Shift - box_in_the_box on 25th May 2009 07:26 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: On the Night Shift - westingturtle on 25th May 2009 15:36 (UTC) (Expand)
Tori Morris: Gailaskywaterblue on 25th May 2009 08:24 (UTC)
A thought on Gaila as engineer:
Surely she's not techy the way Kaylee is techy, since the deleted scene has her working in programming. And there's something we've actually NEVER seen on a Starship: someone keeping the Enterprise's OS system from crashing.
ljc: star trek (keenser toon)taraljc on 29th May 2009 07:00 (UTC)
Re: A thought on Gaila as engineer:
Somebody's gotta be in charge of Enterprise's computers. And the Engine Room has LOTS of them. I figure, subroutines control the entire intermix process, and every tiem Scotty wteaks the hardware, someone has to tweak the software, to make sure it all keeps working and nothing blows up.
Re: A thought on Gaila as engineer: - skywaterblue on 29th May 2009 07:30 (UTC) (Expand)
obsession called while you were outflyingcarpet on 25th May 2009 16:43 (UTC)
art rec
There's some gorgeous artwork of Gaila by goss here. :)
ljc: star trek (gaila squee)taraljc on 26th May 2009 19:20 (UTC)
A Brief History of Lt (j.g.) Gaila Aboard the USS Enterprise (NCC 1701) 1/2
Her first month aboard Enterprise, Gaila is put on Gamma Shift in Engineering. She actually doesn't mind being awake and working during ship's "night" when her wide corridors are dim and half-empty, and the rec room is nearly deserted. She's always been good at working on her own, and she and Keenser hit it off straight away. The senior engineer tells her all about Scotty, in brief short sentences punctuated by the ring of metal on metal as he occasionally insists concussive maintenance is often the best medicine—even regarding the warp core.

She finds out that Keenser had pretty much adopted the human engineer as a pet on Delta Vega, and had been terribly worried no-one would feed/water/exercise him properly. So he'd pulled strings until he got assigned to Enterprise, just to make sure he could keep an eye on him. Gaila thinks about how protective she is of Nyota, and understands. Between duty shifts, she and Keesnar discuss Beta Quadrant politics, and she also teaches him how to cheat at poker. It is a mutually beneficial relationship that confuses onlookers, but Gaila enjoys nonetheless.

Her second month aboard Enterprise, and she's transferred to Beta shift, and works directly under Mr Scott. He's an odd human, and it takes a while for her to understand what he's saying half the time because while she's fluent in Standard, when he's in a hurry or really pleased about something, he starts talking so quickly in cadences she can't parse that she ends up just nodding and smiling a lot until he calms down. Keenser downloads the collected works of Robert Burns to her comm, and she finds it extremely helpful. However, she takes every opportunity she can to see if she can make Mr Scott blush using nothing but maths. Naked integers. Suggestive algorithms. Bawdy transdimentional proofs. She loves the way the tips of his ears turn pink every time she hands him a PAAD so he can check her calculations.

By six months into her tour of duty, Scott trusts her enough to make infinitesimal adjustments to the intermix equations used to determine the proper mix of matter and antimatter in the warp core reaction chamber. As a result, Enterprise warps back 7.6 hours in space/time, which was an unexpected side-effect, but it does result in Gaila co-authoring several papers for the engineering journals, documenting the effect. And earns her both a full Lieutenant's stripes, and a dressing down from the captain for attempting to change the laws of physics without clearing it with him and Mr Spock first. Keenser and Mr Scott speak up for her, with Scott taking full blame for the incident with a cheerful grin. She rewards him with a particularly exuberant physical display of the Fourth Law of Thermodynamics in the 'lift between Deck 3 and Deck 11. He even calls her the next day, which she thinks is awfully sweet of him.

Nineteen months into their first deep-space mission, they escort a Tellarite diplomatic courier to Babel, where the mining rights of several moons in the Deneb system were being negotiated. When he makes unwanted sexual advances to Gaila in Rec Room 3, she discovers that her Starfleet hand-to-hand combat training, through rarely used in Engineering, is still fresh enough in her mind that he's wheezing on the floor only 4.8 seconds after the initial contact of his hand with her ass.

She panics for a moment, until, as he struggles to get up, he finds Nyota Uhura's boot-heel hovering over his windpipe, and he is escorted to his quarters by Security. She's worried that she might have caused an interstellar incident. Or at the very least, will be brought up on insubordination charges. However, the official incident report is logged without any reference to Gaila or Uhura's involvement, with Doctor McCoy's report stating the Tellarite sustained his minor injuries when "he slipped in a puddle of spilled n'gann-spiced beverage from a malfunctioning food slot". Also absent from the report is Christine Chapel administering several sedatives to keep the Tellarite unconscious for the remainder of his journey, or Mr Scott beaming him directly from Sickbay to the Babel One outpost.
ljc: star trek (gaila is awesome)taraljc on 26th May 2009 19:20 (UTC)
Re: A Brief History of Lt (j.g.) Gaila Aboard the USS Enterprise (NCC 1701) 2/2
Two years after they leave Earth, Gaila is nearly killed on an Away Mission to a malfunctioning orbital Weigh Station that Starfleet was concerned was being sabotaged by recalcitrant terraforming crews. She and two other members of an engineering crew are caught in an explosion from an incendiary device planted behind the bulkhead they were working on. She wakes up in the medical bay with fresh pale green skin on her arm and side, already itching. Dr McCoy tells her Kyle and Briggs were killed in the blast, while she suffered 3rd degree burns over 1/3rd of her body.

Scotty plays the bagpipes at their funeral, and she composes letters to their parents that she never sends. Her new skin heals so perfectly there aren't even scars to remember them by, thought it takes months for her hair to grow back out long enough to pin up in a low bun on the nape of her neck.

Two weeks out from the end of Enterprise's first Five Year Mission, Gaila has a not-so-silent debate with herself in her quarters before she shows up in Jim's quarters (doorcodes aren't really that big of a deal when you're on the Engineering crew responsible for programming them in). Clutched in her hand is a flimsy printout of his recommendation to Starfleet that she be posted on the Yorktown with a full promotion to Lt Commander. Unlike Enterprise—whose senior staff have no intention of transferring to other ships in teh fleet to try and nab a position higher up the chain of command—there's more room for advancement there. The Yorkie's captain is one of Pike's old crew and Jim thinks Gaila'll be a good fit there, if she'll accept the transfer.

He's not the Iowa farmboy anymore, but her superior officer. So they actually talk for nearly an hour before she gets him flat on his back on his bunk. For old times sake. He's learned a few new tricks since they did this last, and so has she, and neither one is foolish enough to even attempt to mention the word "love". But she admits as she's packing her duffel that it will be odd and possibly even surreal to have a CO she hasn't seen naked (yet).

Keenser is the hardest to say goodbye to, after Nyota who refuses to cry but promises to stay in touch via subspace and extracts the same promise from Gaila, who does cry. They've hardly spent a week apart in eight years, and there's no-one else in Gaila's life who knows about her aversion to wearing shoes, or how holovids about small furry animals make her cry, or that she's unbearably ticklish on the insides of her elbows.

But—she decides as she watches the light from Sol limn Enterprise's nacelles with gold as the shuttle pulls out of the aft hangar bay, five year's worth of trinkets and shore leave off-duty clothes and memories and heartache and triumphs in the grey canvas bag at her feet—there will be new friends and lovers and confidants and coworkers. New adventures, on her always broadening horizons.
Tori Morris: Gailaskywaterblue on 27th May 2009 23:11 (UTC)
Rec: Access Denied!
Access Denied. Gailafic!