[Brig:] April Fools' Arrests

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It's not very often a passenger is taken to Deck 33, and for good reason. Deck 33 is where the brig is located. If you're unlucky enough to find yourself there, you'll notice that there are security officers standing guard outside the brig, as well as one stationed inside. The cells are separated by forcefield to prevent further incident between prisoners, and while it looks and sounds like there is no barrier between the cells and the room at large, there is no crossing over until the forcefields are lowered.

There have been incidents on the ship before, isolated ones and minor infractions, but this is a whole new ballgame. Q's latest game has wreaked havoc among the passengers, turning even the most polite among them into disturbers of the peace, in ways both small and — regrettably and dangerously — large. Security has been scrabbling to keep up (the ones who weren't affected by the events themselves, that is), but it's safe to say the brig has never been this full before.

Should a passenger make an inquiry after someone at one of the computer terminals, or access the directory on their PADDs, if the person they're looking for is here their location will be noted as 'BRIGGED' in bold font. Visitors are allowed entrance after they check in with the guards on duty, but no one is allowed to be alone with the prisoners. Once the prisoners are back to normal, they will be released.

Assuming they cause no further mischief, of course.


[ooc: Bit of a delayed OTA brig log for those who were requesting one. More info here.]

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[caelus]

"Seems that's the only thing of mine that's safe on this ship," Jim huffs softly. And it isn't even really his. Most people have this sort of awestruck look about them when he's anywhere in the room, and usually his ego would be okay with that. The more it goes on though---not really.

He looks back as she starts, stops, and some of that sentence drops off. His features soften. "You too." Cause he does miss her. He's---missed her for a long time now.

"You bet. Take care of yourself."

[writes_with_digital_ink]

The way people here talk about Captain James T. Kirk is frankly...weird. That they talk about the one from this timeline doesn't make her feel any better about it. She can't imagine how Jim feels about the whole thing. So, her expression is wry, sympathetic.

"Yeah. And hey, you know me. I do that."

(The USS Antares exploding doesn't count: it wasn't her fault. There was nothing she could have done.)

"Okay. Um. Bye."

A final smile, and then she turns and leaves the brig.