|Roleplay logs from the group|
Daily Logs 11-30-15I. In which Tony believes Sciences is a frontDaily Logs 11-30-15 by LegacyLogs
II. Vaughn Grumps at Fran...
III. ...Then Rala kicks Vaughn's butt
IV. Webb and Lev have dinner together
V. Fallan and Tony decide something's not right
VI. Arra snaps at Kelsey
Morgan: *sitting in her quarters, reading a book of poetry on her PADD* *she's mostly normal right now, maybe a little on the non-aggressive, inactive side*
Tony: *as soon as he gets out of Sickbay in the morning, goes straight to Morgan's quarters because he is in great need of hugs* *also to complain and Morgan always listens to his whining* *sulks up to her door and chimes*
Morgan: *calls out* It's open, come in! *doesn't move, whoever it is can just deal with her sitting on her couch like a butt*
Tony: *slinks into her quarters and lies face down on the floor* Hello.
Morgan: *raises an eyebrow at his prone form* Hey. Bad day at
Daily Logs 11-29-15I. Kelsey gets angry at FallanDaily Logs 11-29-15 by LegacyLogs
II. Fallan McFreakin loses it
Kelsey: *in the gym, attacking a punching bag with carefully timed punches* *has been at this for awhile, so her concentrated face is red and she's breathing a little heavily*
Fallan: *walks into the gym in excercise clothes. Today he's felt unusually agreeable, but considering the change in his personality the last few weeks, he doesn't find it strange. He still excercises because it's important to him to do so. Rala will kick his butt if he doesn't.* Good afternoon Kelsey. *He smiles and waves.*
Kelsey: *oh. it's Him.* Hi.
Fallan: Hello. *Nods.* You look a little red, be sure to take breaks sometimes. *Worrying a little bit about her, she's too young to be pushing herself so hard, he thinks.*
Kelsey: *does she look like a child to you* I know what I am doing. *punch punch*
Fallan: *Uh oh, someone's having a bad day. He sets his stuff d
Daily Logs 11-28-15I. Fallan and Stripper!Jalen talk about stripping, their future.Daily Logs 11-28-15 by LegacyLogs
Fallan: *Sitting in the lounge in pajamas again. He yawns and rubs his eyes, but he isn't to sleep yet.*
AU!Jalen: *realizing he's on the starfleet ship, bounds into the lounge, hoping to meet some counterparts* *sees his first victim and grins, making his way over there* Hello
Fallan: *Does a double take. when did that boy get pecs?* ...Good evening. You seem to be ready for vacation.
AU!Jalen: *shakes his head* I'm from the strip club. I'm Jalen Hol, it's nice to meet you. *outstretches his hand, smiling* !
Fallan: Ah. *Shakes his hand, trying to not stare at the pecs but still stealing glances.* Well, welcome to the Legacy then.
AU!Jalen: Thank you! *notices the glances and smirks* My spots /do/ go all the way down, if you're wondering that. *how many times has he been asked that? He's lost count*
Fallan: Oh, I've seen naked trill before. *Just not this naked trill. Tries not to look, he's being a perv
Daily Logs 11-27-15I. Kelsey and Morgan chat about a past and future missionsDaily Logs 11-27-15 by LegacyLogs
Morgan: *sitting in the lounge drinking a cup of tea, looking over data on the bugs from the last few weeks* *they're a fascinating species and despite all the drama she's been interested in studying them more*
Kelsey: *comes into the lounge for a break during her shift, but instead of going to the replicator spots Morgan and immediately heads her way* Morgan! *happily*
Morgan: *looks up at the sound of her name* Kelsey! *switches to French* |How are you?|
Kelsey: *sits at Morgan's table, smiling* |I am very well, thank you, how are you? *looking her over as she talks* You're recovered?|
Morgan: *nods* |I'm much better now, thank you. And thank you for helping me, in the beginning. I know it got pretty messy.|
Kelsey: *shakes her head* |You're my friend, of course I'd help you if you need it. I was just worried for you.|
Morgan: |It was a little worrying, all of it. I don't remember most of it, which is probabl
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