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foronemoment( Closed to the 10th Doctor )
( Closed to the 12th Doctor )
[open - hallways]
Well. Donna has seen some strange things, but suddenly finding herself about a space ship... Is actually one of those strange things. Maybe it is a good thing that she has, otherwise it likely would have been much like the first time, which included a lot of noise (on her part), indignation, and some very strongly worded sentences.
As it is though, she's lost, which, in the grand scheme of things, isn't too surprising. A left instead of a right, not paying as much attention as she should have, and now she's in some bloody hallway without a clue. A computer is what she needs. Or she thinks. Maybe? Of course a proper spaceship had to be all proper and she gives a loud huff, arms crossing under her chest. "Can't the bloody ship just beam me up!"
Which is not at all how it works.
( Closed to the 12th Doctor )
[open - hallways]
Well. Donna has seen some strange things, but suddenly finding herself about a space ship... Is actually one of those strange things. Maybe it is a good thing that she has, otherwise it likely would have been much like the first time, which included a lot of noise (on her part), indignation, and some very strongly worded sentences.
As it is though, she's lost, which, in the grand scheme of things, isn't too surprising. A left instead of a right, not paying as much attention as she should have, and now she's in some bloody hallway without a clue. A computer is what she needs. Or she thinks. Maybe? Of course a proper spaceship had to be all proper and she gives a loud huff, arms crossing under her chest. "Can't the bloody ship just beam me up!"
Which is not at all how it works.
Trying To Be Normal (OTA)
2016-Mar-09, Wednesday 07:11 pmredarrowqueenAs fast as she had been slammed Thea had lost the super senses just as quickly.
But in a way she needed that period of living a nightmare to understand just how hard it was to be Matt and she understood that now (thankfully there had been some good to come out of her week of misery like her growing bond with Matt along with an unreal kiss, she was simply staying hopeful when it came to the romantic side of things). But now came the hard part: recovery after almost a week plus in hiding so she was taking baby steps back into life. That and having slept on and off (nightmares and other ongoing problems not withstanding) for the last couple of days in an attempt at getting some balance back. The battle with food and sleep however was still an ongoing one.
Today however Thea was huddled in a back Ten Forward booth since she knew if another dozing off happened (and it was going to knowing her luck) then being hidden would at least let her catch a nap with a little privacy. But in reality she was just sitting there, staring at the now dreaded protein shake and trying to will herself to just chug it.
Please come get her mind off just how bad the shakes really taste?
But in a way she needed that period of living a nightmare to understand just how hard it was to be Matt and she understood that now (thankfully there had been some good to come out of her week of misery like her growing bond with Matt along with an unreal kiss, she was simply staying hopeful when it came to the romantic side of things). But now came the hard part: recovery after almost a week plus in hiding so she was taking baby steps back into life. That and having slept on and off (nightmares and other ongoing problems not withstanding) for the last couple of days in an attempt at getting some balance back. The battle with food and sleep however was still an ongoing one.
Today however Thea was huddled in a back Ten Forward booth since she knew if another dozing off happened (and it was going to knowing her luck) then being hidden would at least let her catch a nap with a little privacy. But in reality she was just sitting there, staring at the now dreaded protein shake and trying to will herself to just chug it.
Please come get her mind off just how bad the shakes really taste?
tpolThe weddings, the landing on Pacifica and all the shore leaves that had happened were quite disruptive to the simple routine she had developed since arriving on the Enterprise. There had been so many people being loud at all hours, so much celebration that she had hardly been able to avoid much of it. And some, such as the post nuptial celebration she could not avoid at all.
Truth be told it had been an enjoyable evening, after spending her day assisting in the cataloging and storage of some new biological samples from the planet below it had been a pleasant experience. She had even danced with Trip, and it had not felt awkward or forced as she had suspected it might. She was on the verge of laughter more than once in the evening. He was good companionship and she remembered now why she missed him so badly.
It was in reflection of that recent night that she had sent him a com asking him to meet her at her quarters. The idea had formed during her meditation and took root, refusing to be shaken. Rather than waste time trying to ignore it, she put the idea into motion. She'd readied everything she would need and now only waited for Tuckers arrival at her suite.
Truth be told it had been an enjoyable evening, after spending her day assisting in the cataloging and storage of some new biological samples from the planet below it had been a pleasant experience. She had even danced with Trip, and it had not felt awkward or forced as she had suspected it might. She was on the verge of laughter more than once in the evening. He was good companionship and she remembered now why she missed him so badly.
It was in reflection of that recent night that she had sent him a com asking him to meet her at her quarters. The idea had formed during her meditation and took root, refusing to be shaken. Rather than waste time trying to ignore it, she put the idea into motion. She'd readied everything she would need and now only waited for Tuckers arrival at her suite.
Pacifica! OTA
2016-Feb-08, Monday 01:50 amlost_singularity[[ooc: I'm going to have something for both DJ and Kira in this log about their visit to the planet. The characters are not in the same area nor are they interacting. I just figured it was just as well to make a catch all log for them at the same time. Feel free to name the character you are responding to in the subject header! <3]]
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Pacifica (open)
2016-Feb-07, Sunday 07:08 pmdiplomaticsolutions[Near the ship]
It is the first time that Padmé has had the chance to leave the ship, and upon hearing that they can, she obviously does want to depart. It isn't that she has not been grateful for not just being dumped somewhere after showing up on the ship, but it has been the longest time that she has been on board a space fairing vessel. And, as she has read up on the planet, it seems like a lovely one to visit. While not exactly the same as Naboo, it bears enough of a resemblance that Padmé is quite happy to explore.
Then again, it could be snow covered and she would be just as likely to explore. Maybe just not as far.
She departs mid-morning, and does pause as the sight of the planet greets her. She does draw a soft breath inward, uncertain where to even look. She can see why it has earned it's nickname, as from first appearance it is a beautiful planet. "Moons and stars... Look at the water."
[Exploring]
After gawking for a time at the exit point, Padmé does start to explore. She is no adventurer by trade, but she has always had a mind that has wanted to learn more. It is no different now than before. She pauses now and then, with light exclamations, studying the flora that grows abundantly everywhere. She can be seen lightly and gently touching a leaf here, or a flower there.
Later, she can be seen on the beach, shoes off and toes burrowed in to the sand. Or building a small sand castle, using twigs as flag posts, and making a moat around it.
[Ghosting out further away from the ship]
She has ventured for a time now, mindful of where the ship is and the time of day. Yet, the waters do call to her, and she is enjoying her time as she strolls down the beaches. It is peaceful and pleasant, reminding her of summers growing up at home. Shoes in her hand, Padmé has a soft smile that radiates across her face.
Padmé doesn't notice at first, for why would she? Yet, it seems that the further she had gotten away from ship, the more transparent she has become. It isn't until she brings her hand up to shield her eyes that Padmé pauses. She... she can see right through her hand! It takes a moment, confusion written clearly across her face. She looks, searching, to see if anyone else is having the same results.
Or if it is just her.
It is the first time that Padmé has had the chance to leave the ship, and upon hearing that they can, she obviously does want to depart. It isn't that she has not been grateful for not just being dumped somewhere after showing up on the ship, but it has been the longest time that she has been on board a space fairing vessel. And, as she has read up on the planet, it seems like a lovely one to visit. While not exactly the same as Naboo, it bears enough of a resemblance that Padmé is quite happy to explore.
Then again, it could be snow covered and she would be just as likely to explore. Maybe just not as far.
She departs mid-morning, and does pause as the sight of the planet greets her. She does draw a soft breath inward, uncertain where to even look. She can see why it has earned it's nickname, as from first appearance it is a beautiful planet. "Moons and stars... Look at the water."
[Exploring]
After gawking for a time at the exit point, Padmé does start to explore. She is no adventurer by trade, but she has always had a mind that has wanted to learn more. It is no different now than before. She pauses now and then, with light exclamations, studying the flora that grows abundantly everywhere. She can be seen lightly and gently touching a leaf here, or a flower there.
Later, she can be seen on the beach, shoes off and toes burrowed in to the sand. Or building a small sand castle, using twigs as flag posts, and making a moat around it.
[Ghosting out further away from the ship]
She has ventured for a time now, mindful of where the ship is and the time of day. Yet, the waters do call to her, and she is enjoying her time as she strolls down the beaches. It is peaceful and pleasant, reminding her of summers growing up at home. Shoes in her hand, Padmé has a soft smile that radiates across her face.
Padmé doesn't notice at first, for why would she? Yet, it seems that the further she had gotten away from ship, the more transparent she has become. It isn't until she brings her hand up to shield her eyes that Padmé pauses. She... she can see right through her hand! It takes a moment, confusion written clearly across her face. She looks, searching, to see if anyone else is having the same results.
Or if it is just her.
Engineering shuttles (closed to Geordi)
2016-Feb-06, Saturday 07:27 pmtriptTrip should have done this at New Year, when everyone was too busy celebrating to notice. Or so he hoped. But he'd gotten distracted and then drunk more than he'd been intending. But he hadn't forgotten about the idea of getting a look at the shuttle engines, he'd just been biding his time.
It was just as well that he'd always worn his old uniform when working. It meant that he could take a tool on occasion, put it in a pocket and then keep it in his quarters. If asked, he could say that he'd forgotten it was there and intended to return it.
By now he had everything he needed - everything that would fit in a pocket anyway. At the end of his shift he headed towards the shuttle bay, hoping that everyone would assume he was still working and had been assigned to the area.
All the same, when he reached the shuttle bay he chose a shuttle in a corner, where he was less likely to be seen, opened the hatch and got to work, learning as much about its engine as he could.
It was just as well that he'd always worn his old uniform when working. It meant that he could take a tool on occasion, put it in a pocket and then keep it in his quarters. If asked, he could say that he'd forgotten it was there and intended to return it.
By now he had everything he needed - everything that would fit in a pocket anyway. At the end of his shift he headed towards the shuttle bay, hoping that everyone would assume he was still working and had been assigned to the area.
All the same, when he reached the shuttle bay he chose a shuttle in a corner, where he was less likely to be seen, opened the hatch and got to work, learning as much about its engine as he could.
This could go on all night [Cresta-Odair wedding]
2016-Feb-06, Saturday 09:13 pmfishermansweaterMuch like it has for other weddings and parties, the lounge has been transformed. The tables have been rearranged to open up a dance-floor, and the decorations are done in turquoise and white, with nets draped over various corners and hanging down from the ceiling and gold and silver accents here and there. There are also touches of whimsy, like the lights shaped in the form of sails (or is it shark fins?) and the little shells and plaster starfish, crabs, dolphins scattered around the place. Maybe even the occasional tiny boat. Nobody who knows Panem could doubt which District the bridal pair come from.
Although District Four wedding traditions call for a small gathering of family and friends, Annie and Finnick have opened the party up to whomever wants to join in, no matter if they know them or not. Announcements have been made and posted, and once the guests have returned from the reception, the party is ready to start.
Everyone's welcome. There's drinks and a buffet full of snack food chosen by the bride. And the dance floor is well and truly open. So come in, find a chair, find some friends or make new ones, and enjoy yourself.
[ OOC: PARTY POST. Everyone is welcome! Come, mingle, eat, dance, drink, have FUN! Feel free to chat to the happy couple, but they're a tiny bit lost in each other at the moment, so make sure you specify if you want one of them and we'll send them to say hi!
There are designated sub-threads for mingling at the buffet and for dancing but feel free to start your own top-levels with other things too. ]
Although District Four wedding traditions call for a small gathering of family and friends, Annie and Finnick have opened the party up to whomever wants to join in, no matter if they know them or not. Announcements have been made and posted, and once the guests have returned from the reception, the party is ready to start.
Everyone's welcome. There's drinks and a buffet full of snack food chosen by the bride. And the dance floor is well and truly open. So come in, find a chair, find some friends or make new ones, and enjoy yourself.
[ OOC: PARTY POST. Everyone is welcome! Come, mingle, eat, dance, drink, have FUN! Feel free to chat to the happy couple, but they're a tiny bit lost in each other at the moment, so make sure you specify if you want one of them and we'll send them to say hi!
There are designated sub-threads for mingling at the buffet and for dancing but feel free to start your own top-levels with other things too. ]
Scuba diving and sandcastle building on Pacifica (open)
2016-Feb-04, Thursday 10:42 amtriptAfter everything that had been going on, Trip was eager for shore leave and Pacifica didn't disappoint. It was beautiful, with great weather, and the perfect place for a vacation. Not least was the chance to scuba dive. He hadn't even been swimming for a long time - despite Captain Archer's longing for a swimming pool on a starship, it just wasn't practical.
So he'd got himself some scuba diving gear and was now sitting on a white sandy beach, checking it over before he put it on. Since the water was warm, he was only wearing swimming trunks. Strapped to his wrist was a waterproof camera he'd got for free because it was broken - but it had been simple for him to fix.
Afterwards, he sat on the beach, dripping and looking out to sea. It was warm enough that he would dry off in the sun, and the views was amazing. After a few minutes rest, he went back closer to the water, to build a sandcastle.
ooc: Catch Trip before, after or even during scuba diving. Feel free to assume he's invited you along, even if you've never met.
So he'd got himself some scuba diving gear and was now sitting on a white sandy beach, checking it over before he put it on. Since the water was warm, he was only wearing swimming trunks. Strapped to his wrist was a waterproof camera he'd got for free because it was broken - but it had been simple for him to fix.
Afterwards, he sat on the beach, dripping and looking out to sea. It was warm enough that he would dry off in the sun, and the views was amazing. After a few minutes rest, he went back closer to the water, to build a sandcastle.
ooc: Catch Trip before, after or even during scuba diving. Feel free to assume he's invited you along, even if you've never met.
hello from the other side ( open )
2016-Feb-03, Wednesday 05:57 pmethnobotanyNew Orleans Open
Orient Express Open
Nothing has really been good for Beverly in months. She's had patches of wonderful, good things, but overall, since the day she left sickbay on the Enterprise-E to the Borg, nothing has gone well. Not overall.
And now, just when she thought she was managing her flashbacks and nightmares again, she woke up one morning to find Fatima gone. So the guilt has set in. And the worry. And everything else. Fatima was like a daughter to her and Beverly misses her with every fiber of her being. A part of her is so angry with Q, beyond angry, Beyond something simple. She has never liked him. Not even once.
But right now? Beverly Cheryl Howard Crusher is 1000% done with Q. If he leaves them alone today, it would still be too late.
So, here she is in the holodeck today. Most people will come across her sitting by a trashcan of fire in the middle of a back alley. She's instructed the holodeck to make the fire big, so it's pretty much a bonfire. A contained bonfire, but a bonfire nonetheless.
Fire is calming to her. She loves the flickering lights, the way it smells.
Fire helps her cope.
Fire is real. Even when it isn't.
Orient Express Open
If New Orleans isn't the destination of choice, a visitor might open the holodeck doors to find themselves on a train. Right now, it's empty, but that might change. Beverly herself is on the train, with her back facing the front of it.
That may or may not be intentionally symbolic.
Whatever the case, she's curled up on one of the seats, her legs tucked up and her head resting against the window as she watches the world go by. On the seat between her and the wall is a PADD, the one she's been trying to use since Deanna made her suggestion. For now, it's enough to watch and think. Maybe she'll turn the actual story on sometime.
Five more minutes.
Five more minutes to mourn, to watch the back of the train, her life.
Five more minutes to feel guilt that she isn't there with Fatima, that she knows what Fatima will go back to but she isn't there to help.
Five more minutes to wonder about the version of Beverly Crusher who should be in this timeline and to feel guilt about that, too.
Five more minutes to feel numb.
Movie night
2016-Jan-26, Tuesday 01:04 pmtriptTrip had been looking forward to this all day. On this Enterprise he could have held movie night in one of the crew lounges, but with the holodeck he could make a proper movie theater. He'd made it a small one, to begin with, so the first people arriving wouldn't be intimidated by the amount of space. But he'd set the parameters to add more seats once most of them were full.
The food had been easier when it had been chef's job and it only had to be available in the mess hall. But Trip had strong-armed some Engineering Ensigns to bring along the snacks and beverages. It was all on a table at the back of the theatre, where people would have to pass it on their way in. There was plenty of popcorn, in boxes, so people could take it to their seats. There was candy too, and ice cream in containers that kept it cold. To drink, there were soft drinks and he'd also brought along some synthehol. All of the comforts of home, in a holodeck.
For the first film of the new movie night, he'd chosen a classic: Casablanca.
He'd been telling everyone about movie night, and asking them to tell their friends. By now the whole ship should know and hopefully he'd get a good turnout.
The food had been easier when it had been chef's job and it only had to be available in the mess hall. But Trip had strong-armed some Engineering Ensigns to bring along the snacks and beverages. It was all on a table at the back of the theatre, where people would have to pass it on their way in. There was plenty of popcorn, in boxes, so people could take it to their seats. There was candy too, and ice cream in containers that kept it cold. To drink, there were soft drinks and he'd also brought along some synthehol. All of the comforts of home, in a holodeck.
For the first film of the new movie night, he'd chosen a classic: Casablanca.
He'd been telling everyone about movie night, and asking them to tell their friends. By now the whole ship should know and hopefully he'd get a good turnout.
On the Holodeck [Open]
2016-Jan-17, Sunday 08:19 pmwhistles_loudlyIn a way, Pike was glad that Kirk was no longer on the Enterprise. He was sure, once he managed to get his holodeck project up and running, the only person that would be using it more than him would be Kirk. Sure, Picard's Enterprise was nice, but in Pike's opinion, it paled in comparison to his own ship.
When the Holodeck doors opened, Pike was greeted by the sights and sounds of the Enterprise he captained for much less time than he originally thought. It was almost perfect, aside from the smell, but how does one program a smell into a computer program?
If anyone wandered into the holodeck, they'd find one very nostalgic Pike looking out of the 'viewscreen' at his favorite part of the solar system, Saturn and it's rings.
When the Holodeck doors opened, Pike was greeted by the sights and sounds of the Enterprise he captained for much less time than he originally thought. It was almost perfect, aside from the smell, but how does one program a smell into a computer program?
If anyone wandered into the holodeck, they'd find one very nostalgic Pike looking out of the 'viewscreen' at his favorite part of the solar system, Saturn and it's rings.
BackDated - New (Year's) Cycle's Solar Day
2016-Jan-10, Sunday 10:11 pmdo_your_duty[Morning after John's New Years Party]
Aeryn is awake, and upright. This might be all that can be said for it.
She is awake. Upright. Also, there is a cup in front of her.
She didn't even argue when Guinan looked at her, walked away and then brought it back. The women speaking in low, soothing tones, that would have annoyed Aeryn if the world would stop pulsing so violently for her to be annoyed longer than the half-micron of trying to think about being annoyed. But the pain was ruthless.
Which is why her eyes are half-closed and she's barely touch the drink.
It is morning. The room hurts her eyes. She is upright, awake, sitting.
And nothing happened last night. Nothing.
Definitely not any kissing. Nothing. Nothing at all.
Aeryn is awake, and upright. This might be all that can be said for it.
She is awake. Upright. Also, there is a cup in front of her.
She didn't even argue when Guinan looked at her, walked away and then brought it back. The women speaking in low, soothing tones, that would have annoyed Aeryn if the world would stop pulsing so violently for her to be annoyed longer than the half-micron of trying to think about being annoyed. But the pain was ruthless.
Which is why her eyes are half-closed and she's barely touch the drink.
It is morning. The room hurts her eyes. She is upright, awake, sitting.
And nothing happened last night. Nothing.
Definitely not any kissing. Nothing. Nothing at all.
[PARTY] New Year's Eve Movie Marathon in Room #0144! OTA!
2016-Jan-01, Friday 12:00 amnever_felt_betterDo you know what that sound is?
Do you?
That sound is the dulcet tones of Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes blaring into the hall from the open door leading into Room #0144, and if you don't know "(I've Had) The Time Of My Life", then this party is for you.
Since arriving on the Enterprise, John has noticed a few things. First, when a Klingon punches you, it hurts a hell of a lot more than it looks like it does on TV. Second, that people around here have a disturbing lack of knowledge when it comes to classic movies. And we're talking the classics, people.
John's one of the lucky few who's been roomed with a member of Starfleet personnel (and don't you feel lucky, Hugh?), which means he's got a pretty swanky room. It's a little bit bigger, with more space in the common room, and windows that look out onto space. In other words? It's a party room.
If you're walking anywhere in the vicinity tonight and the music doesn't catch your attention, maybe the string of colorful balloons outside the open door will. The sign hanging from them is crudely drawn, and simply says:
PARTY!
(BYOB)
Do you?
That sound is the dulcet tones of Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes blaring into the hall from the open door leading into Room #0144, and if you don't know "(I've Had) The Time Of My Life", then this party is for you.
Since arriving on the Enterprise, John has noticed a few things. First, when a Klingon punches you, it hurts a hell of a lot more than it looks like it does on TV. Second, that people around here have a disturbing lack of knowledge when it comes to classic movies. And we're talking the classics, people.
John's one of the lucky few who's been roomed with a member of Starfleet personnel (and don't you feel lucky, Hugh?), which means he's got a pretty swanky room. It's a little bit bigger, with more space in the common room, and windows that look out onto space. In other words? It's a party room.
If you're walking anywhere in the vicinity tonight and the music doesn't catch your attention, maybe the string of colorful balloons outside the open door will. The sign hanging from them is crudely drawn, and simply says:
(BYOB)
[Ten Forward]: Rooming Assignments + Holiday Open House!
2015-Dec-31, Thursday 04:10 pmtrial_never_endsHmmm, something seems a little different about the Chief of Security today. His beautifully ridged countenance hasn't been seen for quite some time at the head of one of these little initiations, but now that Dr. Crusher's medical team has cleared a sizable number of new cattle for ship-wide access, and they've been carted around by Chief O'Brien on a tour of the ship, along with some background to the situation they now find themselves in, they've been mooooved right along to Lieutenant Worf in Ten Forward.
He looks at his data PADD, with all of his boring instructions and tedious details meticulously written out, and rolls his eyes. Rules, really? What harm could these people really do?
With a flick of his wrist, the PADD disappears. Cracking his knuckles, "Worf" proceeds to snap his fingers and a flurry of snow whooshes through the room. When the proverbial dust settles, Ten Forward has been decked out in an array of holiday cheer. The windows are frosted, the bar is dusted in snow, a model train choo-choos its way around people's ankles out one door and back in the other. There is a traditional Earth tree in one corner with an endless pile of gifts stacked under it, but other worlds, cultures, and religions have not been left out. Everywhere one looks, there's a different kind of festive decoration.
"La, dee dum, dum," Worf hums, snapping his fingers again and causing a spread of food and drinks to appear on each and every table and surface: candies, cakes, mulled wines, chocolates, pheasants, yams, bol'ghba, and an abundance of other unpronounceable delicacies. "There. Now isn't that better? Never say I didn't do anything for you.
"Oh! That's right, the rooms," he recalls, clapping his hands. He pulls the PADD back out of the ether, reading off the list of quarters, their location, and the guests who will be sharing them.
Deck 07, Section 4
Room # 0713 - Kristen Kringle and Kuvira
Room # 0731 - Olan'atar and Sophia Inks
Room # 0737 - Bonnie Barstow and KITT (hologram)
Room # 0746 - Sterling Archer and Kira
Deck 8
Room # 0147 - T'Pol and Katniss Everdeen
Deck 9
Room # 0919 - Henry Mills and Matt Murdock
Room # 0921 - Pete Lattimer and Clara Oswald
"Now, won't that be fun?" Worf concludes, with a large, toothy grin. "Remember, it's only fun until Captain Picard has a heart attack, and then your actions are all on your own heads. Oh! Speaking of heads ... "
With one last snap, the Lieutenant in full dress before them morphs into what appears to be a Caucasian human male. No vestiges of the Klingon remain, and as such the man now lets out a long, grateful sigh. "It's good to be home."
For the foreseeable future, Ten Forward will remain in this state, and the doors to the guest quarters will stay open so each new arrival along with the old faithful can experience the full joy and beauty of the holiday season with each other. The corridors are all covered in frost, a pleasant nip in the air, and over the internal comms a song begins to play. The list of new assignments is also displayed on a PADD in Ten Forward, where people can refer to it if they need to.
[ooc: Happy Holidays, at least for the next few days! This log is both a party post for holiday shenanigans and an open log for new roomies (or old ones!) to build CR and meet their neighbors. We'll have a few special holiday top levels for gifts, but otherwise you can tag directly into the post with your character, their room number, and who they're looking for (or leave it OTA)!
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's a post in the OOC comm for OOC questions and comments! 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 given by Chief O'Brien is not open for tagging; you can assume your character had any basic questions answered. ]
He looks at his data PADD, with all of his boring instructions and tedious details meticulously written out, and rolls his eyes. Rules, really? What harm could these people really do?
"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. The bridge, engine rooms, transporter rooms, command centers, blah, blah-blah, blah blah, are all off-limits.
"Before you're assigned a room, there are a few rules you must obey, though I honestly don't know what could be done to stop you. 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, good grief, this list just goes on forever, doesn't it?
"They want you to read the Prime Directive?! Boring. If you care to see that drivel you can look it up on your own personal PADDs, which will be available in every room. Now, how about something more interesting?"
With a flick of his wrist, the PADD disappears. Cracking his knuckles, "Worf" proceeds to snap his fingers and a flurry of snow whooshes through the room. When the proverbial dust settles, Ten Forward has been decked out in an array of holiday cheer. The windows are frosted, the bar is dusted in snow, a model train choo-choos its way around people's ankles out one door and back in the other. There is a traditional Earth tree in one corner with an endless pile of gifts stacked under it, but other worlds, cultures, and religions have not been left out. Everywhere one looks, there's a different kind of festive decoration.
"La, dee dum, dum," Worf hums, snapping his fingers again and causing a spread of food and drinks to appear on each and every table and surface: candies, cakes, mulled wines, chocolates, pheasants, yams, bol'ghba, and an abundance of other unpronounceable delicacies. "There. Now isn't that better? Never say I didn't do anything for you.
"Oh! That's right, the rooms," he recalls, clapping his hands. He pulls the PADD back out of the ether, reading off the list of quarters, their location, and the guests who will be sharing them.
Room # 0713 - Kristen Kringle and Kuvira
Room # 0731 - Olan'atar and Sophia Inks
Room # 0737 - Bonnie Barstow and KITT (hologram)
Room # 0746 - Sterling Archer and Kira
Deck 8
Room # 0147 - T'Pol and Katniss Everdeen
Deck 9
Room # 0919 - Henry Mills and Matt Murdock
Room # 0921 - Pete Lattimer and Clara Oswald
"Now, won't that be fun?" Worf concludes, with a large, toothy grin. "Remember, it's only fun until Captain Picard has a heart attack, and then your actions are all on your own heads. Oh! Speaking of heads ... "
With one last snap, the Lieutenant in full dress before them morphs into what appears to be a Caucasian human male. No vestiges of the Klingon remain, and as such the man now lets out a long, grateful sigh. "It's good to be home."
For the foreseeable future, Ten Forward will remain in this state, and the doors to the guest quarters will stay open so each new arrival along with the old faithful can experience the full joy and beauty of the holiday season with each other. The corridors are all covered in frost, a pleasant nip in the air, and over the internal comms a song begins to play. The list of new assignments is also displayed on a PADD in Ten Forward, where people can refer to it if they need to.
[ooc: Happy Holidays, at least for the next few days! This log is both a party post for holiday shenanigans and an open log for new roomies (or old ones!) to build CR and meet their neighbors. We'll have a few special holiday top levels for gifts, but otherwise you can tag directly into the post with your character, their room number, and who they're looking for (or leave it OTA)!
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's a post in the OOC comm for OOC questions and comments! 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 given by Chief O'Brien is not open for tagging; you can assume your character had any basic questions answered. ]
(no subject)
2015-Dec-18, Friday 01:19 amdressmakingTo say Lacey is getting a little stir-crazy would be an understatement.
It's true that she'd much rather be on this ship than in Panem; she'd rather be anywhere but Panem. No one who's been through what she has would have any special love for their home world, either. But Enterprise still feels claustrophobic, and it's not as if there's anywhere she can go that's not the ship. Out there is only stars.
So she's taken to a few small projects in order to distract herself from the way her mind gets when there's nothing to do. She'd gotten an embroidery hoop, some linen, a few yards of silk ribbon, thread and needles from the replicator, and started on a simple piece. She's done more difficult work than this before, but it's been a long time and she wants to be sure she still remembers how.
Yesterday she'd spent working on this in her room, but that had started to feel too cramped, and as much as she would rather isolate herself here (because she can, because here she can be anonymous and no one's watching her or expecting her to do anything), the lounge gives her a little more space to spread out.
She can be found at a table in one corner of the lounge, currently in the process of stitching some green ribbon leaves onto the linen set in the hoop. Periodically, she glances up, assessing the room, before returning to her work.
It's not only distracting, it's calming, and she feels something like herself for the first time in a long while.
It's true that she'd much rather be on this ship than in Panem; she'd rather be anywhere but Panem. No one who's been through what she has would have any special love for their home world, either. But Enterprise still feels claustrophobic, and it's not as if there's anywhere she can go that's not the ship. Out there is only stars.
So she's taken to a few small projects in order to distract herself from the way her mind gets when there's nothing to do. She'd gotten an embroidery hoop, some linen, a few yards of silk ribbon, thread and needles from the replicator, and started on a simple piece. She's done more difficult work than this before, but it's been a long time and she wants to be sure she still remembers how.
Yesterday she'd spent working on this in her room, but that had started to feel too cramped, and as much as she would rather isolate herself here (because she can, because here she can be anonymous and no one's watching her or expecting her to do anything), the lounge gives her a little more space to spread out.
She can be found at a table in one corner of the lounge, currently in the process of stitching some green ribbon leaves onto the linen set in the hoop. Periodically, she glances up, assessing the room, before returning to her work.
It's not only distracting, it's calming, and she feels something like herself for the first time in a long while.
[School]: Classes are continuing
2015-Oct-30, Friday 12:30 amten_fwd_npcsClasses for adults and children are now being held every day on Deck 14. The weekly schedule for October's syllabus is posted below. [Classes are OTA unless otherwise specified.]
[example of a youth class]
Itinerary/Subjects
Archery, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Ballet, Room #0916 *
Castithian Language, Classroom #6
Catching up to the 24th Century, Classroom #1
Creative Writing, Classroom #3
Earth History and Archaeology, Classroom #4
Earth Languages, Room #0914 *
English & Poetry (Youth), Classroom #3
English & Poetry (Adult), Classroom #3
Federation Primer, Classroom #1
First Aid (Advanced), Classroom #5
First Aid (Basic), Classroom #5
Geology, Classroom #5
Kenpo, Room #0918
Krav Maga, Room #0918 *
Melee Combat Basics, Room #0918
Mixed Martial Arts, Room #0918
Multiverse Primer, Classroom #1
Physical Education (Youth), Room #0918
Physical Education (Adult), Room #0918
Ranged Combat Basics, Room #0918
Sailing (Beginners), Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Self Defence, Room #0918
Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Classroom #6
Sword Fighting 101, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Surviving the Wilderness, Classroom #7
Warp Theory & Starship Tech, Classroom #10
Working with Chakra, Classroom #7
Xenoanthropology, Classroom #8
Advanced Xenolinguistics, Classroom #6
* [ One-on-one tutoring is available by request in ballet, krav maga, cooking, and a range of Earth languages. For a complete listing, see the OOC Post. You can request tutoring by replying to the comment offering the relevant subject in that post. ]
Class Schedule
( Behind the cut! )
Staff
Bob Fraser (Surviving the Wilderness)
Emma Frost (Physical Education (Youth), Physical Education (Adult), Self-Defence)
Emma Swan (Sword Fighting 101)
Fatima Merali (Multiverse Primer)
Finnick Odair (Sailing (Beginners))
Geordi La Forge, Lt. Cmdr. (Warp Theory & Starship Tech)
H.G. Wells (Creative Writing, Earth Languages (French), Kenpo)
Hugh Cambridge, Lt. (Catching up to the 24th Century, Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Xenoanthropology)
Jackal Egret (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Ranged Combat Basics (Substitute))
Jonas Quinn (Earth History & Archaeology)
Kale McCallum (Ranged Combat Basics)
Kate Barlow (English & Poetry (Youth), English & Poetry (Adult))
Killian Jones (Sword Fighting 101)
Lorna Dane (Geology)
Mack Gerhardt (Mixed Martial Arts)
Minoru (Working With Chakra)
Oliver Queen (Multi-subject (Substitute))
Sam Bowe (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Mixed Martial Arts, Surviving the Wilderness (Substitute))
Terzen T'Karr, Lt. Cmdr. (Federation Primer, Warp Theory & Starship Tech (Substitute), Advanced Xenolinguistics)
Thea Queen (Archery)
Trever McCallum (Melee Combat Basics)
Ziva David (Ballet, Earth Languages (Italian), Krav Maga)
[ooc: Please note, the School is currently a once-a-month post; all times listed are for IC purposes. Teachers will post in with a comment for their class, and students can then tag in to thread at any stage for classes held at any point in the month. Posting in is not compulsory; you are welcome to handwave attendance.
To sign up to teach, or to add your character as a regular student of a class, see the OOC post here. The next School post will be on November 23rd.]
[example of a youth class]
Itinerary/Subjects
Archery, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Ballet, Room #0916 *
Castithian Language, Classroom #6
Catching up to the 24th Century, Classroom #1
Creative Writing, Classroom #3
Earth History and Archaeology, Classroom #4
Earth Languages, Room #0914 *
English & Poetry (Youth), Classroom #3
English & Poetry (Adult), Classroom #3
Federation Primer, Classroom #1
First Aid (Advanced), Classroom #5
First Aid (Basic), Classroom #5
Geology, Classroom #5
Kenpo, Room #0918
Krav Maga, Room #0918 *
Melee Combat Basics, Room #0918
Mixed Martial Arts, Room #0918
Multiverse Primer, Classroom #1
Physical Education (Youth), Room #0918
Physical Education (Adult), Room #0918
Ranged Combat Basics, Room #0918
Sailing (Beginners), Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Self Defence, Room #0918
Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Classroom #6
Sword Fighting 101, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Surviving the Wilderness, Classroom #7
Warp Theory & Starship Tech, Classroom #10
Working with Chakra, Classroom #7
Xenoanthropology, Classroom #8
Advanced Xenolinguistics, Classroom #6
* [ One-on-one tutoring is available by request in ballet, krav maga, cooking, and a range of Earth languages. For a complete listing, see the OOC Post. You can request tutoring by replying to the comment offering the relevant subject in that post. ]
Class Schedule
( Behind the cut! )
Staff
Bob Fraser (Surviving the Wilderness)
Emma Frost (Physical Education (Youth), Physical Education (Adult), Self-Defence)
Emma Swan (Sword Fighting 101)
Fatima Merali (Multiverse Primer)
Finnick Odair (Sailing (Beginners))
Geordi La Forge, Lt. Cmdr. (Warp Theory & Starship Tech)
H.G. Wells (Creative Writing, Earth Languages (French), Kenpo)
Hugh Cambridge, Lt. (Catching up to the 24th Century, Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Xenoanthropology)
Jackal Egret (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Ranged Combat Basics (Substitute))
Jonas Quinn (Earth History & Archaeology)
Kale McCallum (Ranged Combat Basics)
Kate Barlow (English & Poetry (Youth), English & Poetry (Adult))
Killian Jones (Sword Fighting 101)
Lorna Dane (Geology)
Mack Gerhardt (Mixed Martial Arts)
Minoru (Working With Chakra)
Oliver Queen (Multi-subject (Substitute))
Sam Bowe (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Mixed Martial Arts, Surviving the Wilderness (Substitute))
Terzen T'Karr, Lt. Cmdr. (Federation Primer, Warp Theory & Starship Tech (Substitute), Advanced Xenolinguistics)
Thea Queen (Archery)
Trever McCallum (Melee Combat Basics)
Ziva David (Ballet, Earth Languages (Italian), Krav Maga)
[ooc: Please note, the School is currently a once-a-month post; all times listed are for IC purposes. Teachers will post in with a comment for their class, and students can then tag in to thread at any stage for classes held at any point in the month. Posting in is not compulsory; you are welcome to handwave attendance.
To sign up to teach, or to add your character as a regular student of a class, see the OOC post here. The next School post will be on November 23rd.]
Talking shop
2015-Oct-14, Wednesday 10:38 ammajor_egret_msfsodWho: Jackal and Trip
Where: Ten Forward
When: Day after the holodeck memorial party
Warnings: None expected
( 'Join the Space Force,' he said. 'It's the Will of Metatron,' he said. )
Where: Ten Forward
When: Day after the holodeck memorial party
Warnings: None expected
( 'Join the Space Force,' he said. 'It's the Will of Metatron,' he said. )
(no subject)
2015-Oct-09, Friday 05:05 pmjust_dewittOpen to All - To The Market We Go!
Booker was in the shops area, wandering, with Anne along for moral support, peering about, and looking for a last minute birthday gift. He had already gotten one small one, but he wanted more, and he wasn't sure what to get. Despite living with her, he had no real idea what to get to make Elizabeth happy. Though, the way things were going, it looked like it would soon be Samanosuke's job to do that. Maybe. Or later. Maybe.
Kids these days, always so confusing.
So he was wandering with a baby strapped to his chest, in a carrier, and looking confused.
****
( Closed to Elizabeth: Later that evening )
Booker was in the shops area, wandering, with Anne along for moral support, peering about, and looking for a last minute birthday gift. He had already gotten one small one, but he wanted more, and he wasn't sure what to get. Despite living with her, he had no real idea what to get to make Elizabeth happy. Though, the way things were going, it looked like it would soon be Samanosuke's job to do that. Maybe. Or later. Maybe.
Kids these days, always so confusing.
So he was wandering with a baby strapped to his chest, in a carrier, and looking confused.
****
( Closed to Elizabeth: Later that evening )
we're gonna party like it's 1920 in New Orleans ( OPEN )
2015-Oct-03, Saturday 01:37 pmethnobotanyThe holodeck party had been designed as a funeral-type gathering, originally for Fatima and Beverly to let go of some of the trauma they had incurred at the hands of COMPASS. It had evolved since then, turning into a larger party without losing its original purpose. Spread mostly by word of mouth, the party ended up being larger than Beverly had expected, but likely just what Fatima had wanted. All were welcome, as long as they didn't cause trouble.
The setting was the streets of New Orleans in the 1920's. In the middle of one large street was where the party would be held. There were tables with all manner of replicated food. Annie had offered to find out what would be good to set up and they had used her information to find something that nearly everyone would like. Drinks were the same. Plenty of Earth varieties and plenty of others. Surely everyone could find something to enjoy.
There were plenty of holographic people around as well, dressed to the '20's fashions, or as close as this far in the future could get. Some of them introduced the music and the dance floor. It was more of a dance street than anything, but it counted. Everyone was welcome to join them and the party turned into a bit of celebration amidst everything else. The music itself kept changing, rotating through what the Enterprise systems had on file. One minute it might be classical. The next it was something entirely different. Everything imaginable would probably have played by the night's end.
Or whenever the party actually ended.
A little bit away from the main drag, the holodeck had been programmed to create an alley between two brick-walled buildings. Unrealistically, the alley was clean and dry. Illuminating it were three trash cans along one of the walls, filled with kindling and crackling with golden flames. Holographic flames, of course, as much as Fatima had wanted to use the real thing. By the cans was a small table, with slips of stiff parchment and pens in every possible color there was.
It had taken some doing, but Fatima had programmed the holodeck to include a chalk drawing on the wall over the cans. It was a swirling pink and purple and blue rendering of the Milky Way galaxy. In yellow stars, a simple message was written out:
Write the names of those you left behind…
Cast them into the fire to say goodbye…
The party had been originally been conceived as a funeral, after all. A way to let go of the past and face the future, no matter how uncertain. There wouldn’t be any bodies, but there was still a place to say goodbye.
The setting was the streets of New Orleans in the 1920's. In the middle of one large street was where the party would be held. There were tables with all manner of replicated food. Annie had offered to find out what would be good to set up and they had used her information to find something that nearly everyone would like. Drinks were the same. Plenty of Earth varieties and plenty of others. Surely everyone could find something to enjoy.
There were plenty of holographic people around as well, dressed to the '20's fashions, or as close as this far in the future could get. Some of them introduced the music and the dance floor. It was more of a dance street than anything, but it counted. Everyone was welcome to join them and the party turned into a bit of celebration amidst everything else. The music itself kept changing, rotating through what the Enterprise systems had on file. One minute it might be classical. The next it was something entirely different. Everything imaginable would probably have played by the night's end.
Or whenever the party actually ended.
A little bit away from the main drag, the holodeck had been programmed to create an alley between two brick-walled buildings. Unrealistically, the alley was clean and dry. Illuminating it were three trash cans along one of the walls, filled with kindling and crackling with golden flames. Holographic flames, of course, as much as Fatima had wanted to use the real thing. By the cans was a small table, with slips of stiff parchment and pens in every possible color there was.
It had taken some doing, but Fatima had programmed the holodeck to include a chalk drawing on the wall over the cans. It was a swirling pink and purple and blue rendering of the Milky Way galaxy. In yellow stars, a simple message was written out:
Cast them into the fire to say goodbye…
The party had been originally been conceived as a funeral, after all. A way to let go of the past and face the future, no matter how uncertain. There wouldn’t be any bodies, but there was still a place to say goodbye.
Ten Forward Lounge - OTA
2015-Oct-02, Friday 12:26 pmwrites_with_digital_inkIt's been a long shift.
Very long.
And frustrating.
As soon as she clocks off, Gaila stalks to her quarters, strips out of her uniform and pulls on a dress. A Terran sundress, not Orion, because frankly, she's over pants and she'd feel undressed if she pulled on one of her tunics without pants.
She'd meant to sulk in her room and chill, but her room is small, itchy, and so she finds herself at the lounge. The lounge has people, but it's after the main time people are here. She can handle it.
And so, Ensign Gaila betIlley commandeers a table near a window, and flops over it. She'll get to her drink in moment. For now?
Flop.
Very long.
And frustrating.
As soon as she clocks off, Gaila stalks to her quarters, strips out of her uniform and pulls on a dress. A Terran sundress, not Orion, because frankly, she's over pants and she'd feel undressed if she pulled on one of her tunics without pants.
She'd meant to sulk in her room and chill, but her room is small, itchy, and so she finds herself at the lounge. The lounge has people, but it's after the main time people are here. She can handle it.
And so, Ensign Gaila betIlley commandeers a table near a window, and flops over it. She'll get to her drink in moment. For now?
Flop.
[School]: Classes Have Now Begun
2015-Sep-29, Tuesday 02:11 amten_fwd_npcsClasses for adults and children are now being held every day on Deck 14. The weekly schedule for September's syllabus is posted below. [Classes are OTA unless otherwise specified.]
[example of a youth class]
Itinerary/Subjects
Archery, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Ballet, Room #0916 *
Catching up to the 24th Century, Classroom #1
Creative Writing, Classroom #3
Earth History and Archaeology, Classroom #4
Earth Languages, Room #0914 *
English & Poetry (Youth), Classroom #3
English & Poetry (Adult), Classroom #3
Federation Primer, Classroom #1
Geology, Classroom #5
Kenpo, Room #0918
Krav Maga, Room #0918 *
Melee Combat Basics, Room #0918
Mixed Martial Arts, Room #0918
Multiverse Primer, Classroom #1
Physical Education (Youth), Room #0918
Physical Education (Adult), Room #0918
Ranged Combat Basics, Room #0918
Scuba Diving, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Self Defence, Room #0918
Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Classroom #6
Surviving the Wilderness, Classroom #7
Warp Theory & Starship Tech, Classroom #10
Working with Chakra, Classroom #7
Xenoanthropology, Classroom #8
Advanced Xenolinguistics, Classroom #6
* [ One-on-one tutoring is available by request in ballet, krav maga, cooking, and a range of Earth languages. For a complete listing, see the OOC Post. You can request tutoring by replying to the comment offering the relevant subject in that post. ]
Class Schedule
( Behind the cut! )
Staff
Bob Fraser (Surviving the Wilderness)
Emma Frost (Physical Education (Youth), Physical Education (Adult), Self-Defence (Substitute))
Fatima Merali (Multiverse Primer)
Geordi La Forge, Lt. Cmdr. (Warp Theory & Starship Tech)
H.G. Wells (Creative Writing, Earth Languages (French), Kenpo)
Hugh Cambridge, Lt. (Catching up to the 24th Century, Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Xenoanthropology)
Jonas Quinn (Earth History & Archaeology)
Kale McCallum (Ranged Combat Basics)
Kate Barlow (English & Poetry (Youth), English & Poetry (Adult))
Lorna Dane (Geology)
Mack Gerhardt (Mixed Martial Arts)
Minoru (Working With Chakra)
Sam Bowe (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Mixed Martial Arts, Surviving the Wilderness (Substitute))
Steve McGarrett (Scuba Diving, Self-Defence)
Terzen T'Karr, Lt. Cmdr. (Federation Primer, Warp Theory & Starship Tech (Substitute), Advanced Xenolinguistics)
Thea Queen (Archery)
Trever McCallum (Melee Combat Basics)
Ziva David (Ballet, Earth Languages (Italian), Krav Maga)
[ooc: Please note, the School is currently a once-a-month post; all times listed are for IC purposes. Teachers will post in with a comment for their class, and students can then tag in to thread at any stage for classes held at any point in the month.
To sign up to teach, or to add your character as a regular student of a class, see the OOC post here. The next School post will be on October 26th.]
[example of a youth class]
Itinerary/Subjects
Archery, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Ballet, Room #0916 *
Catching up to the 24th Century, Classroom #1
Creative Writing, Classroom #3
Earth History and Archaeology, Classroom #4
Earth Languages, Room #0914 *
English & Poetry (Youth), Classroom #3
English & Poetry (Adult), Classroom #3
Federation Primer, Classroom #1
Geology, Classroom #5
Kenpo, Room #0918
Krav Maga, Room #0918 *
Melee Combat Basics, Room #0918
Mixed Martial Arts, Room #0918
Multiverse Primer, Classroom #1
Physical Education (Youth), Room #0918
Physical Education (Adult), Room #0918
Ranged Combat Basics, Room #0918
Scuba Diving, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Self Defence, Room #0918
Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Classroom #6
Surviving the Wilderness, Classroom #7
Warp Theory & Starship Tech, Classroom #10
Working with Chakra, Classroom #7
Xenoanthropology, Classroom #8
Advanced Xenolinguistics, Classroom #6
* [ One-on-one tutoring is available by request in ballet, krav maga, cooking, and a range of Earth languages. For a complete listing, see the OOC Post. You can request tutoring by replying to the comment offering the relevant subject in that post. ]
Class Schedule
( Behind the cut! )
Staff
Bob Fraser (Surviving the Wilderness)
Emma Frost (Physical Education (Youth), Physical Education (Adult), Self-Defence (Substitute))
Fatima Merali (Multiverse Primer)
Geordi La Forge, Lt. Cmdr. (Warp Theory & Starship Tech)
H.G. Wells (Creative Writing, Earth Languages (French), Kenpo)
Hugh Cambridge, Lt. (Catching up to the 24th Century, Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Xenoanthropology)
Jonas Quinn (Earth History & Archaeology)
Kale McCallum (Ranged Combat Basics)
Kate Barlow (English & Poetry (Youth), English & Poetry (Adult))
Lorna Dane (Geology)
Mack Gerhardt (Mixed Martial Arts)
Minoru (Working With Chakra)
Sam Bowe (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Mixed Martial Arts, Surviving the Wilderness (Substitute))
Steve McGarrett (Scuba Diving, Self-Defence)
Terzen T'Karr, Lt. Cmdr. (Federation Primer, Warp Theory & Starship Tech (Substitute), Advanced Xenolinguistics)
Thea Queen (Archery)
Trever McCallum (Melee Combat Basics)
Ziva David (Ballet, Earth Languages (Italian), Krav Maga)
[ooc: Please note, the School is currently a once-a-month post; all times listed are for IC purposes. Teachers will post in with a comment for their class, and students can then tag in to thread at any stage for classes held at any point in the month.
To sign up to teach, or to add your character as a regular student of a class, see the OOC post here. The next School post will be on October 26th.]
[Ten Forward]: Rooming Assignments | Round #13
2015-Sep-21, Monday 11:37 pmten_fwd_npcsNow that Dr. Crusher's medical team has cleared a sizable number of new passengers for ship-wide access comes a big day for them: the day they receive their official introduction to the Enterprise. It starts with a tour of the ship and some background to the situation, delivered by Chief O'Brien.
The tour covers the main areas of the ship, and a history of recent events, Q-inspired and otherwise.
Once the tour has wrapped up, it normally falls on Worf's shoulders to assign the new arrivals quarters and instruct them on the correct behavior and protocols needed for life aboard the Enterprise. They have been gathered together in Ten Forward, and are awaiting further instructions on how to proceed. Unfortunately, Worf is still unavailable, and so instead it falls on Lt. Junior Grade Baldwin’s shoulders to do so, just as it did last month.
As he has done this before, Baldwin has a speech prepared:
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 # 0717 - Mara Jade and Cridhe
Room # 0756 - Elim Garak
Room # 0759 - Ayesh
Room # 0761 - Hokuto Shijima and Felicity Smoak
Room # 0763 - Oliver Queen and Reinette
Room # 0771 - Quark and Amanda Graystone
Room # 0774 - Tasha Yar and Agatha Heterodyne
Deck 8
Section 1A - Subject Theta
Room # 0143 - Shadow and Willard Decker
Room # 0148 - Lacey Harwood and Charles Tucker III
Deck 9, Section 4
Room # 0911 - Ishka and Jim Shannon
Room # 0916 - Alex Summers and Emma Frost
Room # 0918 - Siri Tachi and Obi-Wan Kenobi
Room # 0919 - Luna Lovegood and Chris Halliwell
Room # 0924 - Padmé Amidala and Jadzia Dax
"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 where players can connect with questions and find more details about the rooms themselves, 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 given by Chief O'Brien is not open for tagging; you can assume your character had any basic questions answered. ]
Once the tour has wrapped up, it normally falls on Worf's shoulders to assign the new arrivals quarters and instruct them on the correct behavior and protocols needed for life aboard the Enterprise. They have been gathered together in Ten Forward, and are awaiting further instructions on how to proceed. Unfortunately, Worf is still unavailable, and so instead it falls on Lt. Junior Grade Baldwin’s shoulders to do so, just as it did last month.
As he has done this before, Baldwin has a speech prepared:
"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. The bridge, engine rooms, transporter rooms, and all command centers are off-limits.
"With that in mind, there are a few rules you must obey before I give you 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 obligated 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.
Room # 0717 - Mara Jade and Cridhe
Room # 0756 - Elim Garak
Room # 0759 - Ayesh
Room # 0761 - Hokuto Shijima and Felicity Smoak
Room # 0763 - Oliver Queen and Reinette
Room # 0771 - Quark and Amanda Graystone
Room # 0774 - Tasha Yar and Agatha Heterodyne
Deck 8
Section 1A - Subject Theta
Room # 0143 - Shadow and Willard Decker
Room # 0148 - Lacey Harwood and Charles Tucker III
Deck 9, Section 4
Room # 0911 - Ishka and Jim Shannon
Room # 0916 - Alex Summers and Emma Frost
Room # 0918 - Siri Tachi and Obi-Wan Kenobi
Room # 0919 - Luna Lovegood and Chris Halliwell
Room # 0924 - Padmé Amidala and Jadzia Dax
"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 where players can connect with questions and find more details about the rooms themselves, 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 given by Chief O'Brien is not open for tagging; you can assume your character had any basic questions answered. ]
The wrong Enterprise (open)
2015-Sep-14, Monday 09:26 amtriptAnyone familiar with the history of Starfleet - at least when it came to uniforms - would recognise that the man who appeared in Ten Forward was from two hundred years ago. His uniform was a lot like a blue boiler suit, with red stripes, three pins denoting his rank of Commander, and a lot of pockets.
Commander Charles Tucker III was confused. A moment ago he'd been on Enterprise and now he was somewhere else. It looked like it could be a bar, but the stars outside and the feeling beneath his feet of a warp engine, told him it was a starship. So this was a mess hall, perhaps. He didn't feel like he'd been transported. And if something had wiped his memory his shoulder would have improved. He moved his left arm experimentally in its sling. No, definitely no memory wipe and he'd definitely just been on Enterprise.
Trip unzipped a pocket and came across a hyper spanner. "I wondered where that went," he muttered to himself. He put it back and pulled out his communicator. Flipping it open he said, "Tucker to Enterprise." There was nothing - not even static. It was as if Enterprise was not in range, but if that was the case how did he get here? If only he had two hands free and the right tools, he'd take the communicator apart to check it was working. He tried it again, not really expecting an answer this time. "Tucker to Enterprise."
Commander Charles Tucker III was confused. A moment ago he'd been on Enterprise and now he was somewhere else. It looked like it could be a bar, but the stars outside and the feeling beneath his feet of a warp engine, told him it was a starship. So this was a mess hall, perhaps. He didn't feel like he'd been transported. And if something had wiped his memory his shoulder would have improved. He moved his left arm experimentally in its sling. No, definitely no memory wipe and he'd definitely just been on Enterprise.
Trip unzipped a pocket and came across a hyper spanner. "I wondered where that went," he muttered to himself. He put it back and pulled out his communicator. Flipping it open he said, "Tucker to Enterprise." There was nothing - not even static. It was as if Enterprise was not in range, but if that was the case how did he get here? If only he had two hands free and the right tools, he'd take the communicator apart to check it was working. He tried it again, not really expecting an answer this time. "Tucker to Enterprise."