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[oiseau_ou_cage]

( closed to Booker )

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Once the pig was captured Elizabeth took him to Risa. He was pretty big, but she still managed to sell him to be someone's pet on the planet. She hoped the pig would have a good life with his new owner, or at least that she wouldn't hear about it if the pig became dinner instead of a family member.

The credits were important because she wanted to commemorate the insane journey she'd undertaken since Rapture. It was disturbing to her that she had no physical proof of any of the things she'd gone through in life. For all she knew everything she'd ever gone through was all in her head. So she sat on a bench close to a cafe, sipping a spicy and warm drink while she sketched and colored ideas for tattoos. The most important thing to her was that it be beautiful. Too many of her recent works were full of pain and fear. This had to be hopeful, and it had to be hers.

Drawing something on demand when you don't have any ideas is difficult, so she was looking up a lot, hoping to find inspiration.

what's christmas without a little bit of music?

[spideys]

T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the Enterprise, not a creature was sleeping ... especially not with the suckling pigs still running about.

(And let's not forget what may or may not be rumours of Q appearing.)

This hardly mattered, for there were celebrations at hand - festivities from Saturnalia to the Winter Solstice to Christmas. And somewhere deep within the winding halls and half-occupied rooms of the starship, a young teenager can be found tinkering with a spaghetti bowl's worth of different colourful wires and chips and bits, his trusty (well, sometimes), trouble-loving (definitely) roommate closeby doing the same.

Peter's got his iPod and a couple of pin connectors tucked into his pocket, ready to be used at any point, so long as he can get the wiring to work to his favour because he's pretty sure Apple-specific pin connectors aren't going to be automatically provided here in the 24th century. Thankfully there's the replicator (and hours worth of careful direction) for that.

Jack has been keeping the snow going in the Ten Forward lounge and it's started to accumulate, making it the perfect environment for a soundtrack ... but while it's an awesome starting point, Peter's got greater ambitions than that. It might be difficult, it might get him into a hell of a lot of trouble, but it'll be worth it if he can get his and Quill's music to play across a greater expanse of the ship - maybe the entire thing, even if only for a few hours.

"Hey, do you think we're ready to go?" Peter asks, glancing up from his side of the communication access panel. He's started to tuck wires back into the wall a bit like stuffing a turkey.

"Uh huh ... just let me -" There's the sound of an affirming beep! and then Quill gives Peter the thumbs up and something of a smug upturn of his lips. "Yeah. We're ready."

There are a couple moments of silence, and then Peter sits back, ready to finally give his work a trial run as the ol' familiar iTunes screen appears ... with some simplifications. Quill looks a little skeptical upon seeing what is probably primitive to him, and it is primitive, even to Peter. But it'll do.

"Okay." He plugs his iPod in, waiting for the moment when the ship's system detects his device. Seconds feel like hours until finally the screen registers a menu of playlists.

"Ha! It works."

Gleefully, Peter scrolls through the expansive list (hey, 80GB of music gives him options!), and finds 'Christmas Music for Aunt May'. Immediately, the deep crooning sound of Bing Crosby's voice as he sings 'Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas' can be heard everywhere a speaker is located along a great part of the ship, and most certainly in Ten Forward lounge. "Merry Christmas, starship Enterprise."

[Brig:] Security Announcement

[ten_fwd_npcs]

It's not very often a passenger is taken to Deck 33, and for good reason. Deck 33 is where the brig is located.

Should a passenger make an inquiry to one of the computer terminals, or access the directory on their PADDs, the locations of three passengers will be noted as 'BRIGGED' in bold font, with the following statements:

MACK GERHARDT has been taken into custody for breaking quarantine, entering a restricted area, and engaging in disorderly conduct. He will be brigged for three days assuming he cooperates with the officers in charge.

KHAN NOONIEN SINGH has been taken into custody for disorderly conduct and the assault of another passenger, following an enforced stay in Sickbay. He will be brigged for two days assuming he cooperates with the officers in charge.

DYLAN HUNT has been taken into custody for disorderly conduct and the assault of another passenger, following an enforced stay in Sickbay. He will be brigged for two days assuming he cooperates with the officers in charge.

There are officers standing guard outside the brig, as well as one stationed inside. The men are celled separately by forcefield to prevent further incident, and while it looks and sounds like there is no barrier between their cells and the room at large, there is no crossing-over until the forcefields are lowered. Visitors are allowed entrance after they check in with the guards on duty, and no one is allowed to be alone with the prisoners.


[ooc: Open visiting log for the brig. All security personnel are NPCs and should be treated as there in the background unless they're called on to answer questions or engage with other characters.]