James Tiberius Kirk (
universal_charm) wrote in
driftfleet2016-02-07 12:23 am
Log 001 | Video + Optional Action
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? ]

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I've been told they don't really respond to or care about what we have to say. Sorry.
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He does grow slightly more serious at your words though. There would be time for flirting in a bit. ]
They? Who would "they" be?
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Most of the people who can hear and see this are in a similar situation.
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I really wish that was more comforting than it is.
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Welcome to the Fleet, Captain.
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Han Solo. You're not gonna be leaving anytime soon, and nobody's gonna hurt you while you're on board the Marsiva. But you're gonna be stuck there for a few days until Atroma figures out where to put you.
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Nice to meet you, Mr. Solo.
Sorry to be blunt, but who the hell is Atroma?
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Data's Enterprise or Chekov's?
[There will be time for explaining the place later. Too much time.]
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Chekov is part of my bridge crew. How do you know him?
[ He ignores the name Data for now, but he'll come back to it. He wasn't aware of another Enterprise currently in service... ]
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[ But no, he doesn't actually believe it. Still, if there were going to be records reviewed after this was done, he wanted it shown he had tried his best not to be immediately hostile. ]
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He would not survive, seeing another Kanda, a strange look at him and not know who he is. ]
Found any answers, Captain?
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Kirk turned to the other man, his fellow kidnapee, giving a slight shake of his head. ]
Nothing of any real use, I'm afraid. Yourself?
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[ not to be pessimistic about it, but he's been here for a while now and others have been here even longer, so. ] It's not a hostile place anyway. I mean, I don't think anyone's been killed yet.
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Wait, you're saying that it's letting us of and on at space stations and other planets?
[ How did that make sense? ]
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Hi, Captain Kirk. I'm Captain Hera Syndulla, of the Alliance Phoenix Squadron. We're all captives here, and the people responsible won't be responding to your inquiry, I'm afraid. And they won't be returning you to your ship, either. We're all stuck here.
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The hardness of his face softens a bit, but he keeps professionalism for the moment. It was Captain to Captain, after all. ]
Good to meet you, Captain Syndulla.
I'm taking it that means you haven't been able to make any contact with your Alliance then?
[ It didn't give him much hope for making contact with the Federation if that was the case, but he wasn't one to give up either. ]
I'm surprised someone hasn't noticed, considering the sheer number of people I'm beginning to grasp are in this fleet.
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If your ship was here we'd probably have some more luck here. But I don't actually know where in space we are.
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If it helps, Lydia, he thinks you're rather pretty too - if somewhat young for him. Maybe. Never knew, you could be alien and their ages could be all kinds of crazy. Even so, he offers her a smile, because one shouldn't scowl at ladies unless they were doing something like trying to kill you, or being ridiculous. ]
Sadly, I'm starting to realize that too. I was in Earth Space last I remember, and now I don't recognize any of these star charts.
But I take it that means this "fleet" is constantly moving?
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But still.
It's Captain James T. Kirk. In the flesh. Almost any Starfleet officer of the 24th century would be a little starstruck by the encounter. So she gives herself a private moment to freak out a bit before calling him, poker face completely intact.]
Captain Kirk. This is Dr. Beverly Crusher, formerly of the USS Enterprise... [Ah, fuck it. She and Bashir already ignored the Temporal Prime Directive pretty well as it is.] ... D. I'm from the year 2370, Stardate 47988. I'm now assigned to this fleet's SS Blue Fish and have been here for eleven months. We - along with other people from many different universes and timelines - have been kidnapped by some unknown entity called Atroma to supposedly be part of a reality television show. I will do my best to answer any questions you undoubtedly have.
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Or that one of their captains had died and been brought back to life. Yeah, there wouldn't be any good way to tell the real truth to the people.
It didn't help that he had his doubts still about his performance during that particular incident, and the shadows of it still plagued him even a year later.
However, he smiles at Beverely, only to have said smile twist into a look of confusion and then irritation. Not at her, of course. But it really didn't take him that much effort to realize she was talking about time lines, and that she was from his future. Or a future. Oh god, he could feel the headache coming on now. ]
I would hesitate to say formerly, Miss Crusher. Last I checked, Star Fleet hadn't handed me my walking papers, or you I assume.
I have to admit, I'm curious as to what's to become of my beloved ship when I'm no longer the captain. But she's probably doing fine if she has such a lovely doctor running her med bay.
[ Yes, straight to the flirting, he can't help it all right? ]
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I am sure you have been thoroughly informed of our situation, Captain?
[Have a not-so-dainty Queen addressing you, Kirk! She might be a Queen but she was still wearing one of the ugly standard issue jumpsuits, save for her intricately braided hair and silver-blonde curls that fell over her shoulders and back.]
I was told that this is no misunderstanding and that there is no way to contact our captor. I imagine you will learn the same soon enough.
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Yes, I've been getting similar information. It makes things a bit more daunting, but I can honestly say I've been in worse situations.
And you can feel free to call me Kirk, miss. We're not on my ship, after all, and I've never been one for formality when it's not necessary.
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[He gives a polite little bow of his head.]
I am R. Daneel Olivaw, at your service, sir.
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Good to meet you, Mister Olivaw.
Out of curiosity - does anyone know where this Atroma actually keeps himself, or do they like playing their cards close to their chest?
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