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“Not until I’m dead… And sometimes not even then.” 

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@John Kendrick  That's it.  You're not allowed to touch anything else.

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John reached out his hand and tapped on the glass.

Kendrick: You think this will hold? 

As he tapped the glass one last time, John squinted his eyes as it seemed there was a hairline crack forming.

oO Oops. Oo

Kendrick: ::turning to the others, slightly worried:: That crack was already there, wasn’t it?

 

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15 hours ago, Dekas said:

@Tomas Falt You've just made my goal for this award's ceremony to get him to dance. 😆 

 

I'd be more interested in seeing Dekas shake a tail feather on the dance floor!  

Watch out for those pirouette turns they can be brutal with that wingspan!

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@ Tomas Falt.  Oh, the rumors would have been flying.  lol!😂

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T’Lea was glaring at him.

 

T’Lea:  I would have taken off my pants for you.

 

Tomas found himself chuckling, despite the discomfort in his arm.

 

Falt: I’m not sure how long your legs are, but my trousers wouldn’t have reached you and the bulk head.

 

He paused as he gestured to the Eagle crew surrounding them.

 

Falt: We’d have both been found flat on the floor, holding my pants between us. Imagine what this lot would have said then.

  

 

[Lieutenant Dekas - The Combadge Chirp]

This is short, but it is clever.  I love the humor.  Such a small idea, that is suddenly big on funny.   A small glimpse at the life of an Aurelian.  I love it.  Little things like this bring a character to life.

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((Around the Central Plaza, Denali Station))

 

It didn’t start off as an intentional thing. It started with a moment of boredom. People were so focused on things, that it hit him as a dull span of time. It was a moment where he felt an instinct he’d mostly refrained from for years because people seemed to think it was weird. But he was allowing weirdness in himself again.

 

So of course he made the combadge chirp sound. Just to make a sound for fun. What most people didn’t know, was that he could do a near-perfect replication of the chirp. It was one of the easiest sounds to make. (Equally easy was the phaser sound, but for good reason, that wouldn’t go over well.)

 

Five different Starfleet people around him had startled and moved to answer the non-existent communication chirp.

 

For whatever reason, he decided to stay quiet about the fact that it was him. It was harmless. And it was… a little funny. He didn’t do it again immediately. He waited fifteen minutes before doing it again, seeing if they'd fall for it a second time. He barely had to move his beak to do it. And once again multiple people moved to answer. This happened about 6 different times during the shift before someone realized he himself hadn’t moved to check his badge even once.

 

(He was probably lucky he had a good rapport or they might have been mad.)

 

However, now, two days later, he wanted to know if it would work on people who worked a little closer with him sometimes. It could have been anyone. But it was John Kendrick that he saw first. Besides, he could only imagine Security was a stressful job, it was time for a laugh.

 

Dekas: Good morning, John!

 

Kendrick: Response

 

Dekas: Oh, just marvelous. Went for a nice flight a little earlier, and I feel exhilarated. Do anything interesting yet today?

 

Kendrick: Response

 

As Kendrick started talking, Dekas very subtly made the perfect combadge chirp. But this time he was prepared. He'd practiced this. He checked his own combadge, too.

 

Dekas: Lieutenant Dekas, here? ::a pause:: Hello? ::another pause and a raise of his head feathers:: Hm. Weird.

 

Kendrick: Response

 

Any: Response

 

Tags / TBC…

 

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(ooc: I’d apologize for this, Jon, but I’m not sorry lol.)

 

Lieutenant Dekas

Head of Infrastructure Development

Denali Station

J239802D12

Pronouns: They/she (player), He/him (character)

 

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No, really.  It was a love tap.  ::smoochies:: 

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The Aurelian shook his head to erase that thought —like a Terran etch-a-sketch— before it could potentially reach too loudly into any telepath’s head as a genuine concern.

 

oO Pluck me, when did I pick up such ridiculous paranoia? Oo

@Dekas  Pluck me!  That is perfect in so many ways. lol  

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I enjoyed this... a little too much.   @Sera

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They were not very far down when the Human woman engaged in the use of colorful metaphors…a human quality that Sera found most…interesting.

Leyen: Dammit.

Oddas: Ensign?

Sera: ::peering down::  I do not believe the Ensign is condemning anything in particular to everlasting punishment in a fiery plane of existence.  However, my line of site is obscured. 

Leynen: It’s closed. 

 

Sera frowned slightly in the poor lighting.  Of course, it was closed.  This was how huma movies went, wasn’t it?  First the group split up, and then got stuck in a less than ideal place with minimal lighting…and then the carnage began.

 

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T’Lea:  Yes, Ma’am.  ::beat::  Are there any indications of big exclamation points, or bold letters near the toggle?  Angry looking symbols?
 

She ran her tricorder on active scan of the box - with power flowing ti was easier to tell what the various circuits were doing, not perfectly, but with some passing certainty.

 

Oddas: ::offhandedly:: Just a big sign that said 'do not flip upon penalty of death'.

@Oddas Aria  I love it when Aria shows her funny playful side.

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Aww, I get the first one.  Shucks.

I think T'Lea's new motto should be, "Things that make you go BOOM!".   I don't know if anybody here is old enough to remember those jokes from the Arsenio Hall show.

 

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Kendrick: I'll probably bite my own tongue off before this mission is over, dammit.

Sival: If you do, please hold on to it, and I will be happy to reattach it for you. 

 

The exchange in the entire sim was entertaining, but this gave me a giggle. @Sival and @John Kendrick

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^^ Says the guilty lady. 

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Kendrick: Yes. Very close. In order to be able to protect them, you see. I take my job very seriously. As you’ll understand.

Trovek: Absolutely. ::shaking her head with a smile:: And, between you and me, it’s probably a good idea to keep a close eye on her. I was thinking of asking her out on a date. 

No, she wasn't, but she was curious to see Kendricks reaction. She had however brought back some of her grandfather’s liquor and wouldn’t mind sharing it with the woman whose inner child she had met. 

The Counselor's romantic interest in T'Lea had taken John completely by surprise. For a moment there he didn't know where to look so he ended up staring at his feet.

Kendrick: I see.

 lol  You's just as ebil as the rest of us.  

 

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@Tomas Falt  Sure.  Sure.  That's the excuse.  The Oralian drinking game is catching on fast.

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Falt: Ahh, I’ve just told this story to the good Doctor Sival. I did get a campfire in the middle of nowhere briefly, along with my father. But we decided to join T’Lea and her team and ended up finding the Oralians.

 

He paused to take a sip of his latest drink, expecting to need to explain further, but the counsellor already seemed to be aware of T’Lea’s expedition, so he took another sip instead.

 

[JP LtCmdr T'Lea & Ensign Sival - Two parts Vulcan, one part Ale (part 1)]

The sacred cardigan must be avenged! 

It's Sival's fault.  He touched it last.

Thank you to @Sival for the fun times.   Looking forward to more developments later. 

[Ensign Sival - The Box, ALL the parts]

That series had me hooked.  Well done!   What a good character building device to play with in future sims.  I love stuff like this. 

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On Aurelia, he could simply be.

 

But that wasn’t all he could say. The relief hadn’t lasted. With all his new mannerisms and the penchant for pants, he still stood out. But even that faded into the minutiae.

 

The problem came with the flare-up of something unusual and its following diagnosis. A deeply unpleasant experience. As shameless and accepting as his people could be, it didn’t make the embarrassment of needing to molt and then regrow nearly every feather all at once any easier. The heavier reliance on people than he’d needed since his fledgling years from the confusion alone.

Stress on the USS Juneau.  We all lose a little hair, feathers, fur, and an appendage or two now and then.  I really enjoyed your glimpse into where he as been.  Great sim @Dekas 

[JP Ens. Trovek & Amb. Zorkal - A Good Death - A Good Wife]

This whole series has been fantastic to read, y'all.  Great storyline and characters.  Can't wait for more.

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He got her back good.  lol  I hope he survives. I like the character.  jk

[Lieutenant John Kendrick - It's just water]

@John Kendrick  Taking bets now on how this will end. lol  Jon, you're such a great sport playing along with my antics.  

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((Bajor, Hendrikspool, Beachhead))

As the first rays of sun pierced through the canopy and the shadows of branches and leaves danced on his tent, it had taken John a moment to fully realize he was not in his own bed aboard Juneau but deep in the jungle. It had surprised him that he apparently had slept through the night without even waking up once.

oO T’Lea. Oo

He hadn't heard anyone scream that night, which either meant they'd talked it out like adults or… He shook his head. No, they were both Starfleet officers. Professionals. Not cold blooded assassins.

He unzipped his sleeping bag and crawled out of his tent. A thin layer of fog covered the river. He looked at T’Lea’s hammock and then at Commander Williams’ tent. Not much movement there, which probably meant they were still a sleep… or dead. He turned around, facing the campfire site. A sense of relief washed over him as he saw no dead bodies.

And then he smelled something. He sniffed the air until he finally realized he himself was the cause of the sweaty scent that had just entered his nostrils.

oO Damn. Oo

He looked back over at the river.

oO Should I? Oo

Looking back over at T’Lea’s hammock and Williams’ tent, he decided he had a small window of opportunity to take a bath in the river.

He took off his clothes and stepped over to the river. He tipped his toes in the water. It didn’t feel too cold. He stepped in and started throwing some water in his face and under his armpits. He then slowly crouched down until the water just reached his chin.

As he closed his eyes, trying to relax, he was suddenly startled by a voice. A muffled male voice. It seemed to originate from T’Lea’s hammock.

Falt: =/\= Ensign Falt to Commander TLea =/\=

He tried to hold himself steady in the water as he looked over his shoulder. Coming from the direction of their camp, he heard two voices conversing but couldn't make any sense of it as he didn't really catch any of the words. It was probably T'Lea and Williams, he thought, who had just woken up and no doubt wondered where the hell he was.

He closed his eyes again, trying to enjoy a few more moments of peace and quiet before he had to pack again for another long day in the jungle.

Suddenly he heard something moving through the brushes, moving towards him. His eyes flashed open and for a split second, envisioning some wild beast about to attack him, he thought of jumping out of the water to try to make it across the river, hoping the beast wouldn't follow him. But then he heard a familiar voice, although it was as if the voice seemed distant… as if coming through a combadge. 

Falt: =/\= response

T’Lea: =/\= Are you able catch up to us on the trail? =/\=

He turned around, but it was obvious T'Lea hadn't noticed him yet, bathing in the river.

Falt: =/\= response

T’Lea: =/\= If you reference your map there is a location marker where I found-…

And then she saw him. He smiled and waved at her ever so innocently. Although the water was cold, he felt his cheeks getting red. But that was even before he realised he was bathing fully nude.

He thought he could see a slow movement of her eyebrows which told him… Absolutely nothing. Was she surprised, shocked,... ? 

Falt: =/\= respons

She continued her conversation with Ensign Falt as if nothing had happened. Typical Vulcan, John thought.

T’Lea: =/\=  Apologies.  We will be stopping briefly at the location marker indicated on your map.  I found evidence of impact material and wanted to conduct a more thorough search of the area before continuing on.  Is that an acceptable rendezvous? =/\=

Though her eyebrows may not have given anything away, the fact that she didn't look away either meant she liked what she saw. He smiled. 

Or... she didn't see anything she hadn't seen before and wasn't interested at all… His smile faded away again.

Falt: =/\= respons

T’Lea: =/\= We will see you there.  I am looking forward to your added insight.  Safe travel.  T’Lea out. =/\=

She ended the comlink and for a moment - which almost felt like an eternity - she remained silent.

T’Lea:  Mr. Falt will be joining the expedition.

Kendrick: ::trying to sound excited:: That's great. 

Another awkward pause followed. Should he just get out of the water and pick up his clothes? He was starting to feel like a prisoner of the river with T'Lea as the guard, holding the key.

T’Lea:  Are you aware of the water-borne spike worm that enters in through the urethra to deposit eggs.

Kendrick: Wait… What? The ure-? Oh, frak!

He jumped up out of the water and looked down, checking if there were worms leeched onto his legs... or any other part of his body. And then he remembered the tricorder readings of the water sample he took the day before, realizing it was another prank of hers.

Kendrick: Dammit T'Lea! Not funny!

And then, without thinking it through, he ran up to her, picked her up and threw her into the water.

T'Lea: response 

He started laughing as she struggled to get back up on her feet.

Kendrick: Come on now, it's just a little bit of water. 

T'Lea: response 

 

TAG/TBC

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Lieutenant John Kendrick

Security

USS Juneau, NX-99801

J239801JK3

Bye bye, T'Lea!  

[Ensign Trovek: A Good Death - Kapteeni]

@Arys Powerful.  Deep topic here.  Well crafted.

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((Ihalainen Medical Facility, Helsinki, Finland, Earth))


It was somewhere on the afternoon of the fourth day after Arys had arrived on Earth. Tuomas hadn't really spent much time with her, and to his relief, it seemed like the Cardassian kept her entertained enough not to expect anything from her father.

If Tuomas had hoped that she would accept his description of her grandfather’s condition, he was, unfortunately, mistaken.

Tuomas was found seated at his desk, his head buried in his hands, while his panicked eyes glanced through the cracks of his ever burrowing fingers. No matter how many times he wished his eyelids glued shut, they landed upon the unread communications report with abandon. He could not drown out the guilt this time. It was still daytime. However, the liquor cabinet in the corner taunted the man at his every waking moment, pleading to give purchase to its muted cries for utilization. However, neither the liquor became the focus of his desires, nor did the communications report he has left unread for so long. It came in without mercy, and the roaring sounds overwhelmed his senses. It was all over.

He heard a commotion outside his office, Arys snapping at the secretary before the door to his office swung open and Arys entered, medical file in her arms. At this moment, she reminded him of her mother.

Tuomas stiffly lifted his gaze to meet headfirst Arys's prepared assault upon the last vestiges of his mind. As the clasped hands left the battered man's face, it gave way to a grizzled sight. Some of the imprints still were visible upon the molded skin, and soon his mental anguish found a new target.

Her. She got in the way as she always did.

Tuomas: I do not have the time for this, Arys. Say what it is you want to say and get out.

Trovek: ::hissing:: I don’t give a damn whether you have time or not.

She pushed the door shut before she turned around and looked at her father. Oh Prophets, she was so angry. Years ago, when she had been a child, she had been prone to outbursts - just like most children. This was basically the same. But the fact that it was a lot more justified made it so much worse.

Tuomas: Arys, we can discuss this another time. We --

Trovek: Again, I do not CARE. Now you will explain to me what the hell is going on!

Tuomas's eyes widened with fury and looked once more to his hands, both hands balled up into a clenched fist. He lifted them briefly into the air. With all the power he managed in his frail state, he unleashed all force in a downward motion on the desk. Two of his comically placed mug structures collapsed from the sheer force, where the earless mugs rolled toward the end of the desk. Some fell, some shattered. The room was briefly filled with the sound of mugs shattering and rolling to whichever corner of the room they could creep. Tuomas roared his statement in defiance.

Tuomas: You dare question me in my office? Do you have an idea what I have to go through daily while you blunder about with god knows what?! You get the hell out of my office this instant before I have to remove you from these premises, permanently!

Trovek: Try me. :: pausing to take a deep breath:: Have me removed, and I will hand these files over to whoever can do the most damage, and I won’t even hesitate.

She snarled, making sure to position herself in front of the door to make sure he couldn’t escape.
If Tuomas could fume, he certainly was overheating now. His entire frame was shaking, reeling in agony and disbelief. His finger rested on a button placed on the side of his desk. His vision traded glances between the button and Arys, but he could not bear to look her in the face.

Tuomas: You would go as far as to do that? To me? Are you looking for a one-way ticket to get disowned - not to mention your own reputation dragged through the mud? I am a diplomat's son and I will drag you down the pits of hell with me. Unlike you, I already have my future secured, no matter what happens to me anymore.

Arys couldn’t believe what she was hearing, her father had never been like that. Or had he? Had she just not noticed, too occupied with hating her mother instead?

Trovek: Why is he in stasis? You know that he wouldn’t have wanted that!

Tuomas: You are just like your mother. It’s always you, you, and you. Do you not get tired of just thinking about yourself? Is there room in your head for anybody else? Say, a father who has toiled day and night to ensure you could get into the academy? Don’t even think for a minute it was on your good report you got in. Don’t even think for a second that -any- success you so far have garnered, was not a sleight of hand from dear old dad. A lot of favors have gotten you a lot of places, and you would want that to go up in smoke?

Tears filled her eyes. That wasn’t true, was it? She continued in a softer tone of voice.

Trovek: Dad, this isn’t about me! It’s about grandfather and that you know full well that he would never agree to be kept in a stasis field like this - What do you hope to achieve? He has been sick for years, he’s done. There is nothing left that can be done for him, any treatment will only prolong his suffering. Dad, he’s dying. He should be home like he SAID he wanted to die, not be locked up in a single room!

Tuomas:I am a practitioner, Arys. I can save him. I just need to empirically go through as many statistical possibilities before I give up. The answer just requires time. Trial and error. Error until I succeed.

Just that it wasn’t that. Arys had read the file. There was no trial and error.

Trovek: That’s not true, and you know it. I read the damn file. How old is he, a hundred and fourteen? Dad! How old do you think he will become? What is your expectation here?

Tuomas: That he delivers me the time he OWES me. The time I never was given. No, Dad was always too busy with his next trip, and all I got to do is walk in his bloody shadow. And guess - haha - what happened when he finally retired? He saw in YOU what he never saw in ME.

Trovek: Yes, I know. But that isn’t an excuse, and you know it. You are hurting him, he is your FATHER, he’s your FAMILY.

Tuomas: How can I hurt someone who is as good as dead?! Fine then. Kill him yourself. I cannot even decide on this matter anyway. You were offshore, so the decision fell to the closest relative!

Tuomas froze up, aghast of the construction of wordsmithing that left his lips. He appeared speechless, near catatonic. His finger still was hovering over the security button, but at some stage he simply rested his hand on his lap and leaned back on his chair as far as he could.

Arys frowned, vaguely remembering that she had discussed something similar with her grandfather before. That she would hold power of attorney if Leevi ever was unable to make his own decisions. He and Tuomas had never gotten along, and her father was right to demand time - but not like this.

Trovek: I… :: closing her eyes::  … you know that this isn’t right. He wouldn’t have wanted this, you know that. How would you feel if I disregarded your wishes in this regard?

Tuomas's eyes appeared mistier than usual. It seemed to appear to him that Arys's choice of words resonated within him. A few stifled sobs emanated from him, before he wearily asked his VA the following:

Tuomas:  If you do this… if you try anything. You are no longer part of this family.

Trovek: I-... :: shaking her head again:: Nevermind.

And with these words, she turned and moved towards the door and left.

Tuomas slouched his posture in his chair and turned it to face the virtual wall behind him.  He tapped a button, and photos of his childhood appeared in a large scale before him. His finger weakly rising to select an album, labeled "Kapteeni". A picture became available of what clearly looked like a much younger version of Arys' father and grandfather, both suited up in an old-time navy captain's signature uniform. Various pictures of grandfather's favorite boating trips on the thousands of rivers and lakes that Finland knew appeared. After a while, he returned to his own head space. To times that were not as they were now. He hummed a sailor's tune, by the old Finnish Turku maritime institute. For all those lost at sea.

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Ensign Trovek Arys
Counselor
USS Juneau
J239809TA4

 

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Trovek: Kendrick? 

 

He heard a female voice calling out for him. No doubt it was T’Lea, blade between her teeth, ready to fight these ugly spiders and cut him loose.  

 

Kendrick: I’m here!

@John Kendrick  LOL  No, sorry.  Not this time.  It's just Counselor Trovek, but I'm sure she has a sharp comment between her teeth that will cut just as deeply.

[Ensign Trovek - Not Passive, Just Aggresive]

I was just about to post this sim. Ahhh good times.    I laughed for a good minute at this reply though.

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T’Lea:  For the record, your [...] isn’t stupid.  ::pause::  It’s quite adequate and aesthetically pleasing.  And I don’t mean that in a sexual way. ::sneer:: Don’t report me for harassment.

 

Trovek: Right. And you already look beautiful, without a broken neck. Not in a sexual way either. Like art. I’m so sorry I bit you.  

 

[2021 Halloween Avatar Contest: Juneau check-in]

Candy?  Who has time for candy?  I have to get downtown!  Fine, give me the candy, and then leave me alone.

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Who knew it was that easy to get a promotion!    @John Kendrick

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As the other three were focusing on the empty Engine Room and not on him, he closed his eyes once more, fantasizing how he replicated his first golden shouldered uniform after he received his transfer order to Juneau. Opening his eyes again, he smiled again as he saw that he was back in his uniform once more. But then he counted the pips on his chest: one, two… No that’s not right… Three… Four… He mouthed a silent frak.

oO Captain? You idiot. Oo

He looked back up at the others, hoping they wouldn’t notice the little discrepancy.    

 

[LtCmdr T'Lea - Like popcorn!]

Well, since T'Lea isn't a very funny character (maybe 'dark' funny, but not 'happy' funny) I have to make silly things happen TO her.    I hope you all enjoy your nice warm swim with the Voles.