Oopsy Daisy! (Open)

[lizzycalvino]

It was Lizzy's first day of work, aaaaaand she was late, of course. If Will didn't bite her head off, then she might just last out the day, but first she needed food, desperately. She wasn't like other girls who watched their weight and ate a stick of celery at lunch, she loved food, meal sized food, and she usually had three proper meals a day - skipping breakfast was a big no-no; if she'd been at home, her Dad wouldn't have let her get away with not eating it.

She sprinted down the corridor, zipping past people, her long legs carrying her quickly in the direction of the Mess Hall. She'd already used her comms to send a message ahead to the chef to make her something to go, so when she burst through the door, he was waiting there with a breakfast burrito in his hand and a smile on his face. "Alex, I love you!" she exclaimed, leaning over the counter to give him a kiss on the cheek before grabbing the burrito and running out again.

Just as she was about to slide around the corner, someone came from the other direction and they collided, people and burrito both going flying. Lizzy landed in a heap with the person on the floor, letting out a cry as a shooting pain went up her arm. "Crap," she muttered, "I mean sorry! And crap, oh my God, oh my God." She'd really gone and done it this time, she looked round to apologise to the person again whilst also scrunching her face up in pain.

[Evangeline Irvine]

Most of the crew were off working, leaving Ciara free to wander the Venia's halls without disrupting anyone. And so, after eating breakfast she took to the corridors for another day of meandering.

It was about all she could do, seeing as they didn't have anything they needed translated at the moment, or any alien species they needed to communicate with. She spent most of her shifts these days traveling the ship like this, saying hellos to the crew members she saw and getting to know her way around. Often, if she were on board, Katy would join her. But today she was alone.

Humming Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer, she skipped--and made it look easy despite the height of her heels--around a corner, not really paying attention. That was where she went wrong. With a loud, high-pitched yelp, Ciara ran smack into someone who had been turning around the same corner in the opposite direction.

A breakfast burrito went flying, and instantly she reached out for it, only just managing to catch it before it hit the ground and accidentally squishing it a little in the process. She then turned to the woman she'd run into, horrified that she might of hurt her, and began babbling at high-speeds at the same time as her.

"Oh my gosh, I am so, so, so, so, so, SO sorry! I totally didn't even see you there! Oh, man, are you okay?! Sorry! Can you stand?! Please tell me you're okay! You're clutching your arm--why?! Did I hurt it?! Oh, God, I did, didn't I?!"

[lizzycalvino]

Lizzy finally realised that it was a woman she had bumped into - it was hard to tell when you hit a mass like that at that sort of speed, it could have been a great dane and it still would have felt the same, only Lizzy was likely to be covered in slobber and spit right now instead of the tirade that came flowing from the woman's mouth.

"Whoa-hoa-whoa!" she said as a reaction to the flurry of speech, "cool it! I'm fine, well, I'm not fine, but I am. Just, stop freaking out, okay? I'll live. I promise." As far as she could see, she hadn't hurt the other person in this collision, and the woman had miraculously managed to save the breakfast burrito. Had this woman pitched for the yankees or something?

Clutching her elbow tighter, she rolled away from the woman, trying not to whine and moan about the pain. It wasn't going away, which suggested that she may have done some damage. Just what she needed. Finding her voice again, she said, "I'm sorry, I was in such a rush I wasn't looking where I was going, and you very nearly got a face full of burrito. I'm sorry." The next few minutes would probably be spent sitting in the corridor, them both flailing and apologising to one another.

[Evangeline Irvine]

"Oh, jeez, I'm such a klutz! Mum always said I had my head in the clouds, and this just--" but Ciara's rambling was cut off when the other woman spoke. Though her words seemed relatively sincere, they didn't assuage the Irish woman any, and she had to clamp a hand to her mouth to stop her words from pouring out again.

It was then that she remembered the breakfast burrito, and she mutely held it out to the brunette woman. When she apologized, Ciara shook her head frantically and couldn't stop herself from lowering her hand to speak again. Though her voice was no less worried and apologetic, at least her mouth wasn't moving at top speed.

"No, really, it's my fault. And I hurt your arm. Is it okay? Should we go to medical bay or something?" After pushing herself to her feet, she offered the other woman a hand up. "You can tell them it was me--they probably won't be surprised. Just tell them that Ciara Gallagher was behind it. Lucy or Penn will know who you're talking about."

[lizzycalvino]

"That makes two of us," Lizzy said, shaking her head a little. She was reknowned for her clumsiness wherever she went. She tripped, bumped, flew, dived, fell at least once a day no matter where she was. She'd probaly find something to trip over in a padded cell, she was that bad - her own feet most likely.

Ciara seemed to go quiet for a moment there, actually following what Lizzy had said. She hadn't expected it to work, so took the few seconds of silence to curse silently over the pain. It was probably one of those stupid things where she'd smacked her funny bone a little too hard and it was nothing really. She had no idea why they called it a funny bone because when you hurt it, it hurt like hell.

Deciding that they could go on like this for hours, Lizzy said, "I think we're both probably to blame." Rubbing her arm, she sighed, "maybe, I dunno. I could just be being a baby over nothing. I should be used to stuff like this by now." She couldn't help but chuckle a little at what Ciara said, "they're not like that with me yet, but I've only been on the ship a day, there's still time."

"Oh, well done on catching the burrito by the way."

[Evangeline Irvine]

"Well, at least we know we're not alone," Ciara pointed out in an attempt to cheer the brunette up. Though it wasn't exactly cheering she needed, as something to make her arm feel better. "Are you sure you're okay? I've already sent a tactical officer to med bay with a broken nose, so if you're saying you're fine to make me feel better you really don't have to."

That had been awful. She'd been helping Alex by delivering a late supper to a man in tactical. After dropping it off, she'd stuck around to chat with him for a bit, and after a while she'd gotten up to leave, but had tripped over her one feet and fallen into him, slamming his face into a nearby console. There'd been blood everywhere, and she'd had a hard time not passing out as she helped him to medical bay.

However, the other woman had just gone to massaging her elbow, seeming otherwise fine, saying that she'd no doubt be relatively well acquainted with the medical officers before long. "Club for Klutz, member status, two," Ciara laughed, grinning a little as she handed the burrito back to its rightful owner.

"I grew up with a sister who's five years younger than me. She went through a tomboy phase, and during that time she found no greater delight than in throwing things at my head. I've had plenty of practice in catching projectile objects from that. Her name's Lily." Not that the other woman particularly cared, but Ciara always liked to explain things thoroughly. "Speaking of names, I don't think I happened to catch yours."

[lizzycalvino]

Lizzy managed a small chuckle, ”true. Although, I feel that line has more place in a sci-fi movie.” With aliens and such. ”I’m fine, I’m fine. Seriously. I’m just glad I wasn’t the tactical officer. Or the one who broke his nose.”

The time she’d managed to do that was at a party at college. She’d got a little too tipsy, which was never a good thing as far as her clumsiness was concerned, and bumped into someone on the balcony. They’d slammed right into the glass door before proceeding to tumble two storeys down into the fountain below. She’d been so embarrassed, and all Will had done was laugh his ass off along with the whole room, after their great chorus of ‘ooh’.

Lizzy laughed along with Ciara, listening as the woman nattered away again, nodding. Her burrito was cold now, but probably still edible. Holding it meant no more rubbing of her elbow though. Eating would just have to soften the blow. ”I inherited my Mum’s quick reflexes, but apparently that doesn’t help when you come barrelling blindly around a corner with nothing on your mind but ‘ahhhhhhhh!’”

”Ohhh, sorry! I’m Lizzy, Lizzy Calvino.” She went to reach out shake Ciara’s hand, but one was her achy arm, and the other had a burrito held tightly in its clasp. ”Let’s just pretend I shook your hand,” she said, letting out a sort of ‘heh’ sound. ”And you said you were Ciara, right?”