Log 001 | Video + Optional Action
Feb. 7th, 2016 12:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Jim Kirk & the good people of the Fleet
Broadcast: Video
Action: The Marsiva, Hospitality Deck
When: Now until the next shuffle
[ The feed pops up everyone will be greeted with a combination of fluffy, tousled golden hair and very angry looking bright blue eyes. There is a faint flush to his cheeks with make his few freckles stand out and his normally expressive mouth is set in a thin line.
Captain James Tiberius Kirk is not a happy man.
But then you might not be too if you had found yourself waking up and staring at a ceiling that was definitely not your ceiling on your ship, and definitely not in your bed. While the last part wasn't necessarily strange for him, the fact he did not remember getting there and that he did not have a partner last night was. That this was all happening on what was essentially the maiden voyage of his brand new ship on his brand new mission just made this more irritating than laughable.
On top of that, he could tell... something had been done to him. He wasn't quite sure what, but something, he could feel it on the back of his neck, and that was disturbing him far, far more than he cared to admit aloud. ]
To anyone who can hear or see this - my name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, of the Federation Star Ship Enterprise. I don't know what it is you think you're doing - and if this is some kind of prank, it's a damn poor one - but I would greatly appreciate an explanation and to be returned to my ship immediately.
I would really hate to start off on a misunderstanding, after all.
[ He flashes a smile now, as if to smooth things over, but there's a tightness in the corners.
The missive given, he'll be exploring what he personally thinks of as a rather large holding cell while he waits for a response, curious as to if he's alone, who else might be here, and if he can find out anything from the ship itself. Where's a terminal so he can poke at it? ]
Broadcast: Video
Action: The Marsiva, Hospitality Deck
When: Now until the next shuffle
[ The feed pops up everyone will be greeted with a combination of fluffy, tousled golden hair and very angry looking bright blue eyes. There is a faint flush to his cheeks with make his few freckles stand out and his normally expressive mouth is set in a thin line.
Captain James Tiberius Kirk is not a happy man.
But then you might not be too if you had found yourself waking up and staring at a ceiling that was definitely not your ceiling on your ship, and definitely not in your bed. While the last part wasn't necessarily strange for him, the fact he did not remember getting there and that he did not have a partner last night was. That this was all happening on what was essentially the maiden voyage of his brand new ship on his brand new mission just made this more irritating than laughable.
On top of that, he could tell... something had been done to him. He wasn't quite sure what, but something, he could feel it on the back of his neck, and that was disturbing him far, far more than he cared to admit aloud. ]
To anyone who can hear or see this - my name is Captain James Tiberius Kirk, of the Federation Star Ship Enterprise. I don't know what it is you think you're doing - and if this is some kind of prank, it's a damn poor one - but I would greatly appreciate an explanation and to be returned to my ship immediately.
I would really hate to start off on a misunderstanding, after all.
[ He flashes a smile now, as if to smooth things over, but there's a tightness in the corners.
The missive given, he'll be exploring what he personally thinks of as a rather large holding cell while he waits for a response, curious as to if he's alone, who else might be here, and if he can find out anything from the ship itself. Where's a terminal so he can poke at it? ]