Pickings from the Khitty Litter - USS Khitomer

[+ Talia Ohnari]

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Michaels: I believe that you will not find her, sir. That assumes that she was not referring to the Second Rule of Acquisition, "The best deal is the one with the greatest profit," or the rule that states "You do Not talk about Fight Club."

*sage nod*

[+ Talia Ohnari]

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Lt Zenno - A Wild Astrid Appears, Roll for Initiative

 

[+ Talia Ohnari]

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Astrid: Yeah, even Counselor Beef approved. I’m going to be good. I mean, mostly good. No more actual problems. I mean, I do have my witty repartee and my sick dance moves. But I won’t break anything or anyone. 

So, she's my new lord and savior. 

[Zenno]

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So, she's my new lord and savior. 

My Lord and Savior is Jesus Quark.

[Nolen Hobart]

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Shayne: Oh, don’t get me wrong; you were and could again be a great XO. I wasn’t the greatest, that’s for f%*&#$@ sure. And yeah, there are some spots where things got rough for him. But I’ll tell you why Hobart’s better. It’s because- hic…ow… it’s because he’s not giving up. Things got hairy. Could happen to anyone. Guaranteed to happen if you’re doing your job right. And is he sitting on the floor, drinking swill? Nah. Is he wallowing? Not a chance. Is he reprogramming the replicators to make happy sauce? No way in hell. Because that’s just not the kind of man he is. 

::quietly hides the stray isolinear chips::

[+ Talia Ohnari]

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Wilde: You've really never heard of me? ::He flung his arms in the air.:: Don't any of you read my blog!?

Starfleet filters blocked it. Sorry. 

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Ten minutes later she was climbing back up the ladder, the foul liquids and miscellaneous solids dripping from had been a pristine white suit. She dropped the filthy tunic from a Star Fleet uniform on the top of the tank.

Michaels: That should take care of the problem.

Who put her on sanitation duty?!?!

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Niac: I hope you don’t have to get back to the Khitomer soon, Aeryn. I’m going to make sure you’re not fit for duty for at least a day.  

[Ras El Heem]

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The computer chirped the kind of chirp that promised a genuine alcohol-imbued future, and the replicator swirled a slender glass into existence, filled with a liquid just barely this side of “golden.” Nolen reached for and drew back the flute and examined it, carefully. Visually, it presented well. He held it up to his nose as he returned to his desk chair. The drink had the appropriate fruity notes a dessert wine was supposed to. There were other notes there, but Nolen's nose wasn't as developed as the rest of his senses. Perhaps the result of a life spent almost entirely in recirculated air. The fruitiness was obvious, but he couldn't tell you what kind of fruit he smelled, and he certainly couldn't identify the other faint aromas that accompanied them in the glass, except inasmuch as they mimicked his brain’s interpretation of certain emotions. A childhood crush, flower-like. Some exotic note, like forbidden love.

 

Disturbed by the direction this whole smelling thing was going Nolen decided to speed up the process. He put the edge of the glass to his lips, tipped it up and tilted his head back in one smooth motion, taking the entire contents in a single mouthful.

 

In a similarly smooth motion he tipped his head forward and dropped the base of the glass down to catch the drink as it dribbled back out of his mouth.

 

Hobart: Euch. Nope, that's— blech. That's— yep, that's vinegar.

I think he made Kombucha.

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And there was Shayne, clenching right back up. The name alone was enough to make his blood pressure spike considerably. Regan Wilde. God, he hadn’t heard that in ages. 

It had been rather enjoyable, he realized in hindsight. 

Shayne: =/\= I’m on my way. If you’re worried about him escaping, hand him a mirror. =/\= 

[Kali Nicholotti]

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Morgan: ~ Then again, you're the XO.~

 

Hobart: Yeah. Seemed like the thing to be, at the time.

Might as well, right?

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Nibar: You know, rumor has it that the CMO on Arrow was a crackpot about prosthetic limbs. I think she got transferred to the Khitomer. Might be worth a trip.

[Ras El Heem]

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The pair arrived at the top of the staircase. They were on an extended platform that dominated the space below. Zenno imagined that some leader would be giving an impassioned speech to legions of ardent followers from up here. The staircase was widest at the top and narrowed as it went down. It was an ingenious design, Zenno realized. Someone could make a grand entrance as they were doing and as they descend the staircase the eyes narrow to focus on the person, not the grandeur of the space.

Amazing world building. 

[Randal Shayne]

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Zenno had studied physical violence.

I have a feeling the whole damn ten-part JP is gonna end up in Appreciations soon after all of it is posted, but I just had to take a moment and put this here, because, in or out of context, what a line! 

[Kali Nicholotti]

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Shayne: You’ll have to forgive me; I’m doing some maintenance on this couch. 

Uhyup.

[Nolen Hobart]

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Saava: Theobromine and phenethylamine. It is a human concoction. They call it “chocolate.” It causes irrational and unpredictable behavior in our kind. Some have compared the effect on Vulcans to inebriation. For humans, it just increases their body mass.

Rude, but accurate.

[Randal Shayne]

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S’Len: Pres… present yourself up here for a beating. ::Assumes an imitation of a fighting pose::

[Randal Shayne]

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Zenno: This is our model. We will engage in battle tomorrow. But it will not be the force of arms, nor the power of logic that will propel us to victory. We will choose… different terms of battle. We will win without fighting. Each of you has a critical part to play. Do you accept?

Delvok: I am unclear on the parameters.

Zenno: :: to Delvok:: Crimes. We are going to do crimes.

😆

[Ras El Heem]

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S’Len: Ohhhhh it’s meee? Ok.

 

He pushed himself off the wall and shakily made his way up to the front where Tivonn, inexplicably, was still standing. He put his arm around Tivonn, who seemed completely oblivious.

 

S’Len: This guy, this one here with his logics. I love this guy! ::tousles his hair::

Masterful depiction.

[Randal Shayne]

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Various colors exploded; violent reds and angry oranges collided with onyx that smothered it all only to be shattered by neon blues. And then, unexpectedly, it seemed to fade into the strangest collection of pastels.

Such a gorgeous interpretation. 

[+ Talia Ohnari]

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Zerva: Awwww. So cute! Ohh look that ones all fuzzy black! A tuxedo! He’s got a mustache! Eeek! Oh this one’s an orange tabby that looks like it has Trill spots! Ohh and this one’s got tiger stripes! And this one’s multi colored and this one’s all white. Oh a Himalayan kitten! 

Hey look!! @Ezra Zerva and I are the same person!!! 

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Beck: That's, uh, an interesting cologne you're wearing, sir. Eau de Jack Daniels?

Yeah imma keep him. 

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He took his leave, smiling wryly as he made his way back to the turbolift. The crew of the Khitomer was fun.

...-damentally insane. Yes. Yes we are. 

@Quentin Beck

[Ras El Heem]

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Wilde: With all respect, sir. You've always judged me. And why would you not? You were born in that uniform. Your diapers were probably command red, with a little Starfleet insignia pin. And I wasn't. I was the spoiled brat who... fluked his way into service. Never really giving a damn for the rules, or rota's, or shift assignments and all that junk... I was a rich kid who just wanted to fly. Fly a starship around the galaxy and see what's out there. Instead they put a phaser in my hand and sent me to you.

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Ohnari: Try and hydrate between rounds of furniture repair, aye Space daddy? Don't go breaking my new Ensign now. 

It took several seconds for Shayne’s slowed brain to process what she had said. When he looked down at her, and caught her grinning, sly features, his own lids descended into a scowl. 

Shayne: That’s never gonna go away, is it. 

No. It is not. As long as I am breathing.