|Roleplay logs from the group|
Daily Logs 11-21-14I. Joseph and Zef clear things upDaily Logs 11-21-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Kelsey and Rein make a wager
Joseph: *has just gotten off-shift and changed into civvies, heading to the mess hall for some dinner*
Zef: *coming from his quarters, carrying a PADD, walking through the same hallway because the mess hall happens to be on the same deck as his quarters* *notices Joe when he walks past him* Hey. *friendly*
Joseph: *notices Zef* Oh, hey. *pause* So...how's it going?
Zef: *slows down* Well. No killer instinct anymore. *coughs, slight smile* It's all gone.
Joseph: *nods* That's good. *pause* Hey, um....
Zef: Mhh? *glances at him; surprised, curious, a bit suspicious; what now?* *it's all gone, really*
Joseph: I kind of...wanted to apologize about...uhm, breaking your eardrums *not really* with the sonic screwdriver when we all first got turned into our costumes.
Zef: *slight frown* Okay. *blinks, pause* Never mind. I attacked you. I mean, Hyde did. *Zef didn't*
Joseph: *small nod* I know. And I'm al
Daily Logs 11-20-14I. Erik and Augie skip stones in the arboretumDaily Logs 11-20-14 by LegacyLogs
Erik: *is skipping rocks in the arboretum pond*
Augie: *Has a break, yay* *Decides to walk around in the arboretum because it's nice and relaxing and so goes there, winding around peacefully until attracted to the sound of skipping and splooshing rocks*
Erik: *has gotten quite good at this: his rocks skip across the pond, out onto the opposite bank, then once the even dozen is there, he walks around, and skips them back.*
Augie: *Comes around the path to see the pond and oh looky there, the source of the splooshy skippy sounds* *Stands for a moment, just watching, but makes sure she's perfectly visible so that when he moves around he'll eventually catch sight of her and she's not sneaking up on him or anything* *Which also conveniently gives him an opportunity to ignore if he doesn't want to talk, either works*
Erik: *notices her, turns, and flicks a rock across the pond, to land roughly a foot or two to her right* You w
Daily Logs 11-19-14I. T'Pah and Terrence appreciate each otherDaily Logs 11-19-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Zef and Leslie clear the air, but neither of them are really happy yet
III. Fear: Fallan and Erik get deep
IV. Molly and Leslie drink together and make decisions they'll probably regret tomorrow
V. "Us": Terrence tells Zef he's finally ready for them to be a couple
Terrence: *settled in a little camp chair he brought to the arboretum, with a book on his knee. He brought an extra chair for T'Pah for their (belated) Monday literature session*
T’Pah: *enters the arboretum and walks around to find Terrence, a PADD with some literature under her arm* *finds and joins him soon* Terrence. *looks at the second chair quizzically… apparently thinks that’s more polite than just assuming it’s hers and sitting down*
Terrence: I brought a chair for you. ^_^ *gestures and bends down to pick up a teapot from a little cloth beside his chair* Tea?
Daily Logs 11-18-14I. T'Pah suggests Mal read some Vulcan literature...or even KlingonDaily Logs 11-18-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Roca and Loris go over the recent happenings
III. Rorin and Fallan still might make it in casual relations
IV. Erik explains to Gyles the finer points of being eaten
Mal: *is sitting in the lounge with a PADD and an untouched breakfast of pancakes and bacon* ... *reading something on the PADD and pulling on some recently-grown facial hair* *...on his own face, of course*
T’Pah: *enters the lounge at her usual break-time during her shift and replicates a cup of Vulcan tea* *turns around, finds Mal sitting at a table and attempts to join him* Mr Braun. *nods*
Mal: *glances up from his PADD to see T'Pah and stands politely* Good morning, Lieutenant.
T’Pah: *lifts an eyebrow* At ease, Ensign. *pause* Do you mind if I join you?
Mal: Not at all, sir. *gestures to one of the open chairs and waits for her to sit first*
T’Pah: *sits down and sets the cup down in front
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