OTA: A surgeon in a bar

[osirian_doctor]

If you'd seen Simon during the crisis, you'd have seen a man working with the sort of dedication that keeps people working so late at night they don't sleep. A man practically living in the labs. He's been living through his work since he came here, and it had been good to have a project again.

Now, though, he looks lonely, as he walks into the bar. He'd dressed down, during their work in the labs, forsaking waistcoats for more practical garments, a light sweater replacing the button-down shirts. His dress now is more formal again: waistcoat, dress pants, a PADD under one arm. That's not unusual for him, but what is unusual is that he looks out of sorts, listless, staring more often into the lounge with a distant look on his fact than at his PADD.

(He's not looking out of the windows. Even after all these months he's still not entirely comfortable with just the windows being between him and the vast nothingness of space.)

Perhaps he should get out more. He does, in fact, hardly know anyone here beyond his patients and the people he'd worked with in Sickbay.

The cup of green tea on his table is, by now, rather cold.

PL: Gaila and Theiorn

[writes_with_digital_ink]

Gaila and Theoiron meet in the arboretum, and discuss the Craft. Among other things.

(still in progress)

[Ten Forward]: Rooming Assignments | Round #11

[ten_fwd_npcs]

Now that the medical team under the temporary command of Dr. Bashir has cleared a sizable number of new passengers for ship-wide access, a few things occur. First, those passengers are treated to a short tour of the civilian areas of the ship, led by Chief Petty Officer O'Brien.* After that, they're brought to Ten Forward, where it should fall on Worf's shoulders to assign them quarters and instruct them on the correct behavior and protocols needed for life aboard the Enterprise. Unfortunately, Worf has vanished - once again - and another Security officer Ensign Baldwin has been given the task of informing the new arrivals of such things.

The new arrivals have been gathered together in Ten Forward, and are awaiting further instructions on how to proceed. Not having done this before - and quietly wondering who he offended to get this job - Ensign Baldwin studies what Worf has said in the past, and comes up with an exceptionally similar speech.

"The computer will instruct you on where all cleared-for-access decks are. You only have to ask where the area you are trying to get to is located, and it will give you clear directions. Do not visit any restricted areas. Off-limits locations include the bridge, engine rooms, transporter rooms, and all command centers.

"There are a few rules you must follow and obey before I read off your new assignments. One, do not discharge any weapon while on the Enterprise. Two, do not assault any other passenger aboard in any way; that includes injury, death, or violating their personal rights. Three, do not tamper with the operational procedures of the ship. Four, do not steal items or technology from the ship. Five, do not interrupt any official areas of the ship without proper authorization, and do not invade the privacy of other guest or crew quarters.

"Copies of the Prime Directive will be made available to all of you, and placed in each room. As you are not Starfleet officers, you are not required to abide by this rule; however, it is important you understand why we do."

Looking down at the safety of his PADD, he says, "Room assignments are as follows," before reading off the list of quarters, their location, and the guests who will be sharing them.

Deck 7, Section 4
Room # 0726 - Jackal Egret and Thea Queen
Room # 0734 - Temperance Brennan and Peeta Mellark
Room # 0738 - Amy Santiago and Inara Serra
Room # 0741 - Kale McCallum and Stahma Tarr
Room # 0746 - Danny Williams and Grace Williams
Room # 0747 - Minoru and Cat
Room # 0749 - The Doctor (Eight) and Will Arrowsmith
Room # 0757 - Grainne O'Brian
Room # 0764 - H. G. Wells and Zoey Westen
Room # 0778 - Ro Laren

Deck 8

Room # 0144 - Hugh Cambridge



"I will remain here to answer questions," Baldwin says, managing to keep the reluctance out of his voice. "And the rest of the Security team will be standing by to escort you where you need to be."

The list is also displayed on a PADD, where people can refer to it if they need to.


[ooc: Open log for building CR with new roommates and meeting neighbors, "party post" style! Rooms are aligned the way they would be in a typical hotel: odd numbers on the left, even numbers on the right (so 0711 and 0713 will be next door neighbors, while 0712 is directly across the hall). There is a post in the OOC comm with more info, so check in over there. If you need to ask security questions, or need them to swing by another thread, just put "Security officer, please!" in the subject line of your tag, and the mods will send someone to you ASAP.

* The "Tour" of the Enterprise is a new feature we will be including in these posts from now on. It's a simple, brief primer, and isn't meant for tagging into or threading. That can be done by arrangement elsewhere if your character needs more info than what they receive there, just poke a mod and let us know! ]

Ten Forward - 1st Entrance

[real_or_notreal]

Entrance Thread
[ For only the first tag-in Taken ]



Peeta is in a pair sleep pants.

They are not even entirely great sleep pants.

They are flecked with still drying paint, as is most of his upper body. If it weren't for the paintbrush in his hand the shade of red dappling him here and there all over he might actually look like he actually was bleeding. Profusely. Deep slashes of brilliant scarlet, and the darker, rusty shades dried in dots and smears on his skin everywhere. The sheet wrinkles from a restless night already fled.

He doesn't have a clue if it's morning now. He had just finished. (He'd had to finish. He's had to finish. He'd had to finish.) Finally been able to breathe and stagger off his pained knee from hours over the canvas. He had been going for a glass of water. But this was not the kitchen. This was not anything like his house.

Leaving him there, torn between the disjointed confusion of whether this was another waking nightmare dream or another trick by the Capital. In only his sleep pants. With a paintbrush. Well. He's had to start with less than that before, right?

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Main Threads
[ Everyone after the 1st & Sickbay]



Peeta is no longer in sleep pants.

He's in basic enough pants, shirt and shoes.

Generic. Grey and black. Expected normality for the Capitol.

Which is what this place looks and feels like, even if they keep telling him it's not called that. He doesn't believe them, but belief was never required to begin with. Only abject obedience. He doesn't know what this game is, but at least now he has paint free clothes, shoes which cover his artificial foot, and he's clean, his ash blonde waves curling at the ends from the force of the 'sonic shower.'

Cleaned, clothed, and back in a Quarantine. Familiar as second nature.



He needs to remember how they got him here, and figure out where Katniss is.