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driftfleet2015-06-15 06:17 pm
stefanged) wrote in driftfleet2015-06-15 06:17 pm
Entry tags:
01 | action + video
Who: Stefan Salvatore and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: Following the shuffle!
[action]
[Instant teleportation sucks. Especially when it's too quick for him to process - and then bam! He's... somewhere. Somewhere that's throwing confetti into his face and playing loud, welcoming music?
He nearly stumbles back into the wall, instead regaining his bearings in time to take a look around the ship. Stefan's step is hesitant as he grips his messenger bag tight and explores various places. While he's not exactly stealthy, he's not trying to intrude on anyone either.
In the end, he's settled down in the med lab, inspecting the equipment and trying to discern what's different from the hospitals and labs he's worked in back home - it's not what he's expected, but he could get used to it.]
[video]
[Stefan had held off on announcing his presence via communicator - partially because it wasn't the Network, and partially because they're recording him 24/7 anyways. Does he really need to give the NSA (or whatever this universe's version of the NSA) more fuel for their potentially Islamophobic fire?
Once he's holed himself up in the med lab, he fiddles with the communicator until he's found the video function--]
The longer I'm here, the more I wonder about people's - various species? - taste in television. [He smiles, though it's thin.] Or our showrunners' definition of "informed consent." Doesn't seem like anyone here remembers signing those NDA's.
I... well, this is kind of a weird question, but does anyone know what direction the sun's in? Or how I'd find out what direction the sun's in? It's pretty important. [More than important - it's necessary for his prayers, though he knows better than to voice that out loud.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: Following the shuffle!
[action]
[Instant teleportation sucks. Especially when it's too quick for him to process - and then bam! He's... somewhere. Somewhere that's throwing confetti into his face and playing loud, welcoming music?
He nearly stumbles back into the wall, instead regaining his bearings in time to take a look around the ship. Stefan's step is hesitant as he grips his messenger bag tight and explores various places. While he's not exactly stealthy, he's not trying to intrude on anyone either.
In the end, he's settled down in the med lab, inspecting the equipment and trying to discern what's different from the hospitals and labs he's worked in back home - it's not what he's expected, but he could get used to it.]
[video]
[Stefan had held off on announcing his presence via communicator - partially because it wasn't the Network, and partially because they're recording him 24/7 anyways. Does he really need to give the NSA (or whatever this universe's version of the NSA) more fuel for their potentially Islamophobic fire?
Once he's holed himself up in the med lab, he fiddles with the communicator until he's found the video function--]
The longer I'm here, the more I wonder about people's - various species? - taste in television. [He smiles, though it's thin.] Or our showrunners' definition of "informed consent." Doesn't seem like anyone here remembers signing those NDA's.
I... well, this is kind of a weird question, but does anyone know what direction the sun's in? Or how I'd find out what direction the sun's in? It's pretty important. [More than important - it's necessary for his prayers, though he knows better than to voice that out loud.]
no subject
Because privacy when you're showering is only for people who can afford it, apparently. Though so far we've all been good about waiting when we hear water running.
Me, I'm putting what I can toward kitchen upgrades. We get enough of those, we may be able to manage real food on a regular basis.
[ He notices the bemusement and holds out his hand. Bring on the infectious confetti... it could be worse, after all. It could be glitter. ]
It's good to meet you, too. It'll be nice to have someone in the lab again.
no subject
That's the first I've heard of it. I'll see what I can do about upgrading the kitchen too, God willing. [With his blood's healing properties, the med bay can wait. Real food - and shower privacy - are higher on his list of priorities.
Stefan steps forward to shake Jason's hand, sighing a little as, yep, the confetti spreads to him too.] Thanks. I haven't poked around it yet, but it seems kinda fitting. I was uh, kinda applying for med school before all this.