ten_fwd | Entries tagged with kuvira

In the old days, soil used to be tilled by hand. The process was exacting - acres could take hours, and labor was expensive and time-consuming. As society marched inexorably into the future, the work fell to machines, and while the colonists of Ajilon Prime almost certainly have machines to till the soil with, those machines require operators and time, both precious luxuries where they stand.

With Kuvira around, that is not so much a problem anymore.

It'll be hard to miss her, working the earth as she is - dozens of acres are tilled within seconds of each other as she bends the earth to her will. The colonists look on, jaws slack in awe.

She doesn't mind. It's nice, having an audience.

kristenkgcpd

Kristen had slipped into the lounge on a mission: a quiet place to study and a nice cup of tea before bed. But in reality she was not exactly dealing with things very well at the moment. Kristen hid the fact she had been dealing with things from before Q made her into a cosmic plaything (mostly her lack of confidence along with a nasty bit of time she can't make herself talk about) along with the shooting that happened when she was grabbed. But for the moment she swallowed her emotions and went to going over her data PADD one more time due to class in the morning. Thankfully classes were keeping her busy and she did enjoy the give and take of the lectures.

But she did forget anyone passing by could hear her musing aloud. "Let's see, finish prep for Warp Theory & Starship Tech class in the morning, a nice cup of tea for some private time, look into a proper onboard position and decide on a skirt for class." making a to-do list as she worked.

major_egret_msfsod

Being stuck on a strange ship, with a strange history, full of strange people was not the sort of thing Major Egret (aka Jackal) was going to consider "normal" any time soon, if ever. However, she could accept it as SOP until further notice. Just like any other situation in which she was out of contact with her chain of command, among civilians, in peacetime circumstances, her long-term priority (after reestablishing contact, anyway) was to keep up her training and physical conditioning, and be ready in case the situation should change.

Most of Jackal's actual military training took place on the holodeck, employing its flexibility to simulate aerospace combat scenarios, as well as counterterrorism operations such as hostage rescue, hostile pacification, and explosives disarmament. Most of the scenarios were set in urban settings, such as city streets, public spaces, or office buildings, although some were set in asteroid bases, on space ships, or amid dusty red canyons and mountains. Although she might not be thrilled about someone barging into those training scenarios (or loading her scenarios without her permission), it would give a pretty good look at the sort of work she does at home.

For physical conditioning, Jackal regularly visited the gym nearest her room for fairly intensive weight training. Although she was no Captain America, she was definitely strong enough for the job. She could just as well be found investing some time in boxing with a sandbag, as well, or jogging, her cardio workout proving no less intense.

And, when she wasn't training, she was likely as not either in her quarters, or in the arboretum, reading from a PADD. There was a lot to learn, after all, and Jackal found the experience of relative uselessness intensely irritating. Whatever she could teach herself about her environment and shipboard operations, she intended to learn.

[A glimpse at Jackal's training regimen, with a few options for people to butt in, intentionally or otherwise, and ~~try to~~ socialize with her. I'm open to other ideas, also, so don't be afraid to ask if you've got something in mind!]

ten_fwd_npcs

If this is your first trip to Sickbay, you may be surprised to see that it's a fairly ordinary-looking hospital. There are no terrifying devices or humming machines you might see in a sci-fi thriller. The biobeds along the walls are equipped with biofunction monitors, but look fairly standard. Instead of silver trays filled with metal tools and sawblades, there are an array of small devices that look as harmless as cell phones. As for the staff, they're all well-groomed and friendly — even the more unusual aliens.

If you're new to the ship, no doubt you've been escorted here by the security team. Nothing to worry about, the doctors just want to make sure you aren't carrying any viruses or are vulnerable to terrible space disease. Once you've been checked over — a quick scan from a tricorder and any necessary vaccines — you'll be free to go. Lollipops are optional.

"All right, step on in," one of them calls out as you enter. "Don't be afraid. It's just a scan and a hypospray, nothing to worry about."

[ooc: Sickbay is, as always, OTA and open until the next one goes up for latecomers! For new characters: tagging isn't mandatory but IC going to sickbay is. If you'd prefer to skip threading with one of our doctors, you can handwave that your character got a clean bill of health and a shot and were sent on their merry way. There will be a post up in the OOC comm shortly with more details about Sickbay and which doctors are on deck this month, if you have any questions.]

Current Mood: blah

filia_terrae

There is yet work to be done in the Earth Kingdom - bandits to be brought to heel, states to be taken into the Great Uniter's fold. Prince Wu, the useless sybarite he is, is in no particular hurry to ascend the throne (or to accomplish any of the duties expected of him), but the coronation ceremony inches closer by the day.

Things will not go quite as he - or the world - expects them to.

But that is still weeks into the future. What matters is the scene now: when the light fades, a young, athletically built woman clad in what looks to be a kind of military uniform is brought aboard. She blinks, an expression of puzzlement making its way across her face as she laces her hands behind her back, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells.

The teleportation is indeed unexpected - but it would be unbecoming of her to lash out like a mad dog. This merits investigation.

[OOC: Throwing this up before I hit the gym! I'll be back later tonight. Have fun, y'all!]

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