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driftfleet2015-07-12 12:21 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-07-12 12:21 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- aiya/gray nightingale,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- beverly crusher,
- cheese sandwich,
- chris halliwell,
- clay terran,
- cole,
- cory matthews,
- davesprite,
- garrett hawke,
- hiro hamada,
- julian subatoi bashir,
- kairi,
- lloyd irving,
- megaman.exe,
- misha hunt,
- nelkeila tarid,
- robin redbreast,
- sheena fujibayashi,
- sokka,
- tekhetsio,
- toph beifong,
- uzuki shimamura,
- yamanaka ino,
- yosuke hanamura,
- zelos wilder (bad end)
Who goes there?
[After weeks of relative silence, our intrepid passengers finally travel within visual range of a blue planet. Marsiva's slow-and-steady course makes it clear that this is the Drift Fleet's next destination--but just as your ships come within scanning range and your computers begin to gather data, a fleet of quick little watchdog ships zip out of the planet's atmosphere, heading straight for you!
They do not swoop in for an attack, but hold their positions between you and the planet. They look close enough to cause some trouble, and any working Communications Officer can tell you that they have weapons locked on the Fleet in warning.
The tell-tale sound of an incoming hailing frequency chimes over your ship's alert system. Someone would like you to pick up the phone. Thanks to their augment, all passengers instinctively know that they'll be looking for the Captain or the Communications Officer of the ship--but no one says someone else can't pick it up first.
On the bridge, the hailing frequency can be viewed on screen, along with the attached subject: "Identify yourselves." The notification chime goes off every seven seconds. These ships don't look like they're going anywhere, but they don't want to be kept waiting, either.
What do you do? Will you accept the frequency?]
ooc → see the July Star System post for details about this event! there is no real rush in this post (we won't even be around to begin responding to it until Sunday afternoon), so take your time, feel free to tag each other in this post (maybe try to get your Comms officers off their asses), and there is no time too late to tag into this post. the element of urgency is all IC, and there is no OOC pressure at all.
They do not swoop in for an attack, but hold their positions between you and the planet. They look close enough to cause some trouble, and any working Communications Officer can tell you that they have weapons locked on the Fleet in warning.
The tell-tale sound of an incoming hailing frequency chimes over your ship's alert system. Someone would like you to pick up the phone. Thanks to their augment, all passengers instinctively know that they'll be looking for the Captain or the Communications Officer of the ship--but no one says someone else can't pick it up first.
On the bridge, the hailing frequency can be viewed on screen, along with the attached subject: "Identify yourselves." The notification chime goes off every seven seconds. These ships don't look like they're going anywhere, but they don't want to be kept waiting, either.
What do you do? Will you accept the frequency?]
ooc → see the July Star System post for details about this event! there is no real rush in this post (we won't even be around to begin responding to it until Sunday afternoon), so take your time, feel free to tag each other in this post (maybe try to get your Comms officers off their asses), and there is no time too late to tag into this post. the element of urgency is all IC, and there is no OOC pressure at all.
B1 - Crew
Yeah, sure. get right on that Cap'n. Sounds just like her.
The feet she has propped on the consul don't move an inch, and the hands she has resting behind her head stay firmly in place.]
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Jinx, I'm serious.
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She shoots him a bored look and lazily pulls out one of her last lollipops.
She's so concerned about what you're gonna do, cap'n. Really.]
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for a second? he looks dangerous. predatory. intent.
but it vanishes as someone else pings him over the network, one of the passengers actually doing their jobs--and he turns to that with his usual expression back in place.]
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[That's a new look. It's a look that makes Jinx sit up just a little bit and pay attention. It doesn't get he lollipop out of her mouth, but her feet slip off the consule at least.
She still doesn't think he'll actually do anything. Probably.
Maybe it was the set of his jaw. It reminded her a little of the Boss Man when she'd gona out and made Art all night without asking.]
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