|Roleplay logs from the group|
Daily Logs 7-24-14I. Conspiracy? Zef and Leslie speculateDaily Logs 7-24-14 by LegacyLogs
Leslie: *on a hunch that he's probably there since that's like his favorite place in the world, heads down to Zef's office in the creepy basement*
Zef: *has taken shelter from others in His Basement, is in his office, sitting at the desk, working on his computer*
Leslie: *walks up to the office door, bangs once to startle Zef because she's mean, and then opens the door and steps in, assuming it's not locked* Zefram! *louder than necessary*
Zef: *O_O;; startles like hell and causes a minor catastrophe on his desktop, because he clicked and dragged the wrong things out of sheer panic* /AH!/ Crap! Gawd! *gasps*
Leslie: *whoops* *grins with a hint of sheepishness in it because she did make him mess up* Hi.
Zef: *stares at her, sooo shocked* Hi. Oh... oh my, you...! *inhale, exhale, inhale, ...*
Leslie: Bad time? On a scale of mildly startled to fearing for your life, how bad is it?
Zef: Heart attack! *exhales dramatically and leans b
Daily Logs 7-23-14I. Lev and Mira happen upon each otherDaily Logs 7-23-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Oh my god, Naara: Terrence’s pencil has gone missing
III. Uncle Tony: Even if he was hitting on Claire before, he isn’t now
IV. Mal is unhelpful and worse to Zef
V. So Zef takes it over his head to Molly
VI. Outside the simulation, Morgan and T’Pah catch up
VII. And Roca and Eoin finally meet…and talk about Starfleet and birthdays
Lev: *in the caffeteria, for lunch, eating a sandwich while looking over a massive amount of papers he has spread all over his spot, scaring people away in the process* *only recently started actually eating in the cafeteria, because you know, socialising and all*
Mira: *getting lunch as well, and after wandering around the cafeteria a couple times trying to figure out how close she can sit to Lev without him noticing, or thinking she's stalking him or anything, takes the table immediately to his right* *eating a bowl of fruit sa
Daily Logs 7-22-14 I. Loise shakes Zef's concept of his family.Daily Logs 7-22-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Loris and Roca talk too much. For people who aren't even officially friends, Loris adds.
Zef: *left His Basement for work in other parts of the faculty and, after being done with it, feels like he should maybe eat something, heads for the Mess Hall, gets himself something to eat from what they're serving today and heads for a corner table, looks tired but sort of satisfied*
Loise: *sits at one of the tables in the middle of the Mess Hall, a Latte Macchiato in front of her and yawns while leaning back, stretching her arms over her head* *a stack of paper lies in front of her on the table*
Zef: *spots her halfway, stops, walks on, stops again and changes direction, headed for her table* Loise, hey. *if she doesn't want his company he can still pretend he never wanted hers anyway, he was just being polite, yeah...*
Loise: *opens her eyes over hearing his voice* Uhm. Hey. *strained smile* Where do you come from?
Daily Logs 7-21-14I. Now why would Naara feel like she should call Rorin “sir”?Daily Logs 7-21-14 by LegacyLogs
II. Terrence and Loise really don’t hit it off
III. Loris and Vekal banter about their science dreams
IV. Zef give Terrence some advice about approaching wild Loises
V. Kimde and Roca talk about what it takes to be in command
Rorin: *wearing his uniform staff management suit, walking down the stairs from the 2nd floor to the 1st instead of using the elevator, seeming a little bored *
Naara: *Enters from the first floor door into the stairwell, in her security clothes and clearly on her rounds* *Calls up* Hey.
Rorin: Ah! *^^* Hey! How-- are you doing? *feels like he wanted to ask her something else, something more specific about her well-being, but what it is escapes him*
Naara: *Blinks* Me? Fine, same old same old. Yourself?
Rorin: *small grin* Bored. I went stretching my legs, had to see something other than my office.
Naara: *Grins* Should've gone into Security
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