|Roleplay logs from the group|
Daily Logs 10-30-14I. The Concept of Lies and thoughts like a maelstorm: Gyles and Rorin catch up after the quarantineDaily Logs 10-30-14 by LegacyLogs
Gyles: *On his way to O-deck after a late shift, just walking down the corridor minding his own business*
Rorin: *headed towards the O-Deck, in need for a change of view; takes a turn into the same corridor, notices Gyles and walks a little faster to catch up with him*
Gyles: *stops at the entrance to the turbolift, waiting for it to arrive (should only take a few seconds)*
Rorin: *catches up with him at the lift* Hello~ *small smile, looks tired, but better compared to the beginning of the week*
Gyles: *Ah, it's Rorin!* Hello Rorin. *also smiles*
Rorin: *enters the lift when it arrives* So how's it going? *bluntly asks The Evil Question*
Gyles: Oh, it's going much better as of late. I was actually hoping to run into you actually. *steps into the lift when it arrives*
Rorin: Ah, did you? *tilts his head, curiously smiling at him*
Gyles: Yes, I wanted to thank you for tak
Daily Logs 10-29-14I. Happy birthday, Terrence! Zef throws him his promised birthday partyDaily Logs 10-29-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Webb questions Fallan about his anger issues
[Since Zef promised Terrence a party for his birthday, but they couldn't celebrate on the actual date, Zef sent out ship-wide open invitations to catch up on that today in the evening, meaning: who wants to come, can come. The location is a bar on the promenade of the space station they're currently docking at and for today it is all theirs - no other quests, aside from bartender(s) and waiters/waitresses. Some pleasant music is playing in the background, but they could turn it up at any time. There are several tables with chairs, two couches and, of course, the bar. Small snacks are placed on each of the tables and also served at the bar; as well as alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks.]
Terrence: *is already there, cheery and wearing a black sweater with a skeletal torso stitched into it, and with matching black pants with a skeletal leg desig
Daily Logs 10-28-14I. Molly welcomes Shir home...and learns that not everything was well with him while he was awayDaily Logs 10-28-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Terrence tries unsuccessfully to open a dialogue with Leslie
III. A big welcome to auditioner Buster and his character, Fallan!
IV. Is Rein...flirting with Joe?
Molly: *in the lounge grabbing a bite to eat before heading out to the station to explore, wearing comfortable civvies with her hair loose, she's let it get a bit longer and it is touching her shoulders again*
Shir: *after completely a shift (darn right he's going to do some work while he's here!) in sickbay uses the computer to find Molly's whereabouts, actively seeking her out since he hasn't really seen her yet since he's arrived! Walks into the lounge and scans the area briefly but grins from ear to ear when seeing her. First instinct is to go over and hug her, but holds h
Daily Logs 10-27-14I. Haircut: Terrence and Zef agree to stay on their current pathDaily Logs 10-27-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Marcella welcomes Shir home
III. Kain checks on Gyles
IV. Zef discovers that Leslie is mad at him
Terrence: *steps back into the waiting area of the hairdresser's on the space station, looking a little drained and shaky. His hair, for the first time in ten years, is different. The sideburns in front of his ears have been shaved off, and a strip of hair above both ears has been shaved away, circling around to meet at the back of his head. His ponytail, which he's already put back up, is now higher on his head since there's no hair to make a low ponytail anymore*
Zef: *sitting in said waiting area, half bored half concentrated, used the time to read a PADD (about engineering stuff, I guess, because there's always something to catch up on* *looks up now and then, either when someone comes too close or he thinks it could be Terry... until it finally is Terry; puts the PADD away and ge
TOT: Terrors of the NightHe couldn’t stand to attention like the others on his team; the heat was so oppressive, it dragged him down, tried to smother him in its warm embrace… Even in all the weeks, months, years… However long he’d been here…TOT: Terrors of the Night by jasongallagher
He could never remember how long he’d been here… The callouses on his hands were thick with what seemed like years of toil, his very joints seemed ready to rend themselves apart with the slightest strain…
“Once again, Team 7, your quota remains unfulfilled”. Tivir didn’t need eyes to see the cold sneer on the face of his groups particular Cardassian Overseer; his mouth little more than a nasty gash of white on his lean, young face, his dark hair cropped close to his sickeningly oiled skin. His uniform was always shiny, hand-polished by his many slaves, and in his hands, the dark, cool shape of a Cardassian disruptor pistol…
“You were tasked to mine 60 tonnes of Ladarium from the roc
CaveIt was dark, and so cold.Cave by trollinthecloset
The handcuff cut into her wrist as she pulled uselessly against it, but the bolt driven into the cave wall was unyielding. She had cried after the kidnappers left, but then decided that would do nothing but dehydrate her, and went back to yanking on the cuff, even though she knew it would do no good.
It didn't make any sense. Why did they want her? He said that the boss wanted to meet her, but then he had left her alone. She had been so scared when they grabbed her, prepared to fight until they had to kill her if it was necessary. But all they had done was to carry her somewhere; a cave looked like, dump her on the ground, and cuff her to the wall. She was ready to pull her knife then, and slash his throat if he attacked her.
But he had not, and now she was alone. Except for the fear. And the fear wouldn't leave. It ached in the pit of her stomach, gnawed at her mind, and shook her body as she tried to steady it. The fear whispered that she wouldn't get out, s
TreasonTerrence: Our luck is your luck. We're still a crew, whether or not you care.Treason by RiseofDarkFire
Vekal: *cold voice gets colder suddenly* We may not be a crew much longer. *looks around for Aro*
Terrence: *frowns and watches Vekal*
Glinn Aro: *looks at Vekal when she looks at him*
Vekal: *folds her arms* I can tell you everything you want to know about the Federation.
A short silence.
Terrence: *quiet* Vekal...
Molly: *looks shocked* What?
Captain Webb: I can't say I didn't see that coming.
Shir: *taken aback by what Vekal said, wanting to believe he heard wrong* Wha...?!
Robert: *looks up at Vekal, then sighs*
Glinn Aro: *smiles* Can you?
Vekal: Yes. *unfolds her arms* Take me to Gul Jecett.
The walk to the interrogation chamber wasn't long. Vekal and Aro spent it in silence. The only sounds came from his heavy boots on the floor and those of the guards that followed them; Vekal, barefoot, walked lightly. Less li