Talia Ohnari

Phrik: ::Muttering:: I’m too damn old for this Is anyone the appropriate age for crashing shuttles...?

Time to blow up that Nebula.

00100101011 Translation: He ded.

Flynn: You can do that?! oO Note to self, always bring a scientist to a gunfight. Oo Apparently you can.

:: Theo nodded solemly. Antraydin had yet to experience the fury of Mirra Ezo in all its frightening glory... although he expected that was about to change. He turned to see her obsidian eyes flaring with outrage as she stalked down the debris strewn corridor intent on making life as difficult as possible for both men. He barely had chance to register that Mirra looked fantastic as she stormed down the corridor, her fiery red hair and her stern gaze seemingly causing a firestorm of their own. :: Flattery will get you NOWHER...ok fine I forgive you. 😆

Always a silver lining!....I think...

You are so going to fit in here.

He saw the opportunity and ran with it.

L'Trena: =/\= You worry too much, Captain. That cannot be good for your blood pressure. =/\=::Since when was L'Trena a doctor? Sal's dark eyes widened and then narrowed.:: As a doctor, I can comfortably say L'Trena is suffering from acute idiocy. There is no cure...

Ever.

::He did not enjoy violence, but preferred to solve problems with his mind. Strategy, reason, and problem solving were how battles were won. When it came down to it though, it didn't hurt that he was strong enough to punch a mans nose through the back of his skull.:: Technically it hurts the guy who's nose went through the back if his skull....note to self...befriend Lt. Kro immediately.

But...but....ok Fiiiiiine. Buzzkill.

Dempok: I do not know what Gods you worship, but should we fail, you and your crew will be welcomed to Sto'vo'kor as Warriors and the bond between our great Empires will be reforged in iron by blood. Today is a good day to die, Captain. Oh good. If all else fails, we can go to Klingon heaven.

He didn't quite see the distress Dr. Ezo was in. Then again maybe she was hiding it? After he had sassed Commander Anders for shoving his arm into a patient without a second thought and trying to remove and disarm an explosive lodged in the man's chest he had the distinct feeling that the ginger haired doctor wasn't especially comfortable around him - especially without Tyva as a cute social shield It was a most appropriate use of sass.

I fail to see how this is a problem.

Uuh...pray like super hard. I really don't want to die....

Note to self. Call Flynn scruffy daily. Stand back and record results. Repeat as necessary.

Yes, Yes they are.

Never again. I STILL smell Klingon pheromone in certain corridors.

Missed this one: Flynn best run. Now.

Flynn: ::Sitting up, he made a show of looking his friend over.:: That for sure, you are 'huge' man. You know that, right?Kro: ::With a little shrug:: Maybe I'm average and your just tiny. Like a sweet little kitten.Flynn: You know. I would pop you one for that kind of talk but I'm afraid my fist would shatter on your perfectly chiseled muscles. Again with the kittens!!!

Aitas: From what I've heard you're all due for a mission of cuddling fluffy kittens. Can we??? Plllleeeaasee??

Hobbs: ::Pulling the targ to arms length:: Did Duchess get into someones drink AGAIN? This is ridiculous!Shadonna: ::sighing in exasperation:: Yes AGAIN, how does she keep finding her way into this stuff??Hobbs: I suppose a diva gets what a diva wants.::Grumbling:: Maybe its time to hire Duchess her own manager... Awww....bye Shadonna, Hobbs and Duchess. You were loved...

Ah Silveria...no wonder her and Flynn got along so well...

This entire post. Totally not gonna lie, I got an acute case of the sniffles. Have an amazing time on the Za Collin!! You're seriously going to be missed here.