whatisright: (6)
[personal profile] whatisright
Who: Justice and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Blameless and Iskaulit
When: After the glitches kick in.

[Video & Blameless Action, Day 1 of glitching]

--Gone, vile thing. [The communicator turns on as it's thrown against the wall. Loyalty the pygmy snow leopard paces in front of the camera, making loud unhappy noises and largely obscuring the vision of what's going on inside Justice's room (for it has to be Justice's room with Loyalty, right?). Justice's voice sounds different, so much so that it's not immediately recognizable, but it echoes strangely. When the camera can see past the pacing legs of Loyalty, it doesn't focus properly on the person standing in the room. It's like the camera can't quite register that there's a person there at all, but there's definitely an outline there, and it's definitely glowing blue.]

Muire! What did you do?

[Iskaulit Action, Day 3 of glitching]

[For those who don't know much about Justice, it's not clear that this is Justice. The spirit glows blue all over, and it wears ancient Tevinter armor that obscures its face entirely. Looking at it directly may provoke a headache--there's something about it that seems fundamentally wrong, like it's not supposed to be there, and if one looks at it long enough, it may start changing shape to better reflect the observer's vision of justice.

It is also incredibly tense, and its sword is drawn. It turns to the observer quickly, and in an androgynous voice, it says,]
Speak, mortal, and tell me where I am.

[Iskaulit Action, Day 5 of glitching]

[It's official. Loyalty is literally the only indication that this is the same person anymore.

Justice walks the Iskaulit with Loyalty at heel, but this Justice looks nothing like people are used to. For one, this Justice appears to be a woman. For two, she has different armor, one that's older and sleek and resembles elven work with a long hood over her head instead of a helmet. Long, pointy ears are occasionally visible under the hood, but she's hidden her face with a scarf that hides everything except her eyes, which seem too sharp to be entirely human or elven. Her skin still glows blue, and she walks with a sword at her hip, and when she speaks, her voice still echoes, though it's considerably more feminine than usual.]
Where have the dreamers gone?

[Some may recognize that she's speaking in Ancient Elvish, but the augments automatically translate her into Common, so does it matter?]

[Wildcard - Meet Justice on any day]
warpandweft: (queens and court jesters clapped)
[personal profile] warpandweft
Who: Alucard Emery and YOU
Broadcast: Partial!
Action: Around Yaugur; aboard the Wonderduck
When: Through the Month

planet prompts )
network
[The video opens...to a fluffy white paw batting at the camera?

Bap. Bap bap. Bap bap bap.

Suddenly: a pink nose and more white fluff. A hint of purple eyes.

BAP.

The comm falls over with a loud sound, the view on the broadcast showing the ceiling of one of the crew quarters. From offscreen:]


Esa, leave that alone.

[Alucard's voice is definitely way too amused and indulgent to be issuing a command. The face of the perpetrator reappears in the feed. It appears to be a very white cat with deep purple eyes. It noses at the screen, and then moves off. The sound of footsteps can be heard as Alucard comes over to investigate and to set the comm right again.

When he gets close enough to notice that it's transmitting - and by that measure, close enough for his face to be seen up above - his lips quirk into a smile. The comm is picked up, and he turns it around to focus on the cloud of a cat now lounging on his bed like she did nothing wrong.]


Well? It seem like you wanted to make your introduction. Say hello, Esa.

[She...doesn't. Alucard turns the comm around again to shrug eloquently at the camera.]

Cats.
padadin: (Default)
[personal profile] padadin
Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Of course
When: 6/23 to 8/5.

[Welcome to the Yaugur System, where everyone will want to join the most important activity here:



KITE FLYING!

...what do you mean, there's something more important to do? Oh yeah, the mist. Sure, have fun with your despair hallucinations, I guess.]
dandyofawolf: (Default)
[personal profile] dandyofawolf
Who: Sandalio de Rabiffano aka Biffy and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: At his salon or on the Blameless
When: First week of June

Broadcast

[If you've seen this face the past few months you will have noticed a sort of tension or sadness to him. When you see him now in the video he looks decidedly more relaxed and happy as he smiles.]

Good evening. During the past month I have been rather busy preparing something that I have felt our little fleet rather lacks. So it is my greatest pleasure to introduce you to my salon...

[He reveals a lovely salon that has a chair with a mirror and another chair in the back with a basin for water. It's a refined and simple set-up that is somehow classic yet timeless. There even appears to be a setup for him to serve his customers tea.]

This is the Miason de la Lune. I specialize in hair and cosmetics primarily but can also be sure to offer some fashion advice if need be. I am rather easy to find on the Iskaulit so you shouldn't have problems with coming here.

[He gives a little flourishing bow to the camera.]

It will be the pleasure of myself, Mr. Rabiffano, to serve you. I thank you and wish you well.

Action - Salon

[For anyone needing some pampering in the form of a facial or a hair cut or style or just about any sort of cosmetic thing...this is the wolf for you. He has organized his salon in a painstaking matter to ensure that it is perfect. The seats are comfortable, the supplies are full and ready... Every last detail has been seen to.

So when you step inside, you will find him there in one of his flawless suits. A smile is on his lips and his hair is perfectly curled to frame his face just so. With a bow, he will present his little tea station.]


Welcome. May I offer you tea while you tell me how I may serve you?

Action - Blameless

[The crew of the Blameless is sure to have noticed that their resident werewolf has become decided more relaxed. He smiles more and he even laughs more. Why, he doesn't comment as thoroughly on the subject of formalities. It seems the arrival of a certain other werewolf who is moving in with the crew has done him a lot of good.

Naturally he can still be found in his usual locations: Making sure there's a regular tea time, seeing that everything is organized and clean, perhaps down exploring some of the games that the ship has. The fact is that he's surprisingly just...not sad. He's relaxed and happy.

Seriously, you can thank Lyall for just showing up and living here now.]
thespaceopera: (hello)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: Up to you
Action: Everywhere in the Yadrolla system!
When: 5/30

[At last, the day has come: Festival Day! Once again, the Starstrikers have taken the trophy this year. But that doesn't mean members of other teams, or those who didn't play, can't celebrate with the rest of them!

There are parties everywhere. Ribbons, streamers, and confetti litter every major street in the system. (Remember what they say about glitter...) There is food on every block, and people cramming into shops to get in on the merch.

Don't forget about the reason for the festival-- the pet adoption drive! A large playground-type area has been set up on the Starstrikers' desert moon where people can play and interact with the lovable creatures needing new homes. Whether you're looking for companionship or just something to do, there's plenty to coo over! Every pet comes with an info card listing a fanciful name and a general description of their age and temperament. Maybe Sir Pringle the puppy or Marquess Mariana the fish can become your new best friend.

Sadly, the Fleet will be drifting in about a week... but feel free to party until then!]
angelofthevored: (Light 1)
[personal profile] angelofthevored
Who: Baku ([personal profile] dreamvour) & Castiel ([personal profile] angelofthevored) , and all of the Fleet
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Within dreams
When: Over the span of the next two weeks



[If your character dreams, they may be visited by either Baku or Castiel within the next two weeks. They'd appear suddenly in their dream or, if no dream is available, they might pull up a neutral space for your character to ease into before talking to them.

They're not here to intrude; just to ask permission. Permission to share a memory. If your character has defenses against spiritual/psychic intrusion, they'll take that as a no and leave unless they're responded to.

If you would like your character to just experience the memory (from Castiel's perspective) without threading out the interaction, please feel free to have them acquire this knowledge. If you would like to thread with either Baku or Castiel, please indicate in the subject line if you have a preference.


NEUTRAL SPACES: White Room | Fishing Dock | Bamboo Forest


NOTE: If your character accepts the memory, they will have lingering feelings of dread, much like what people experience upon death revival/tampering with the augment.]
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (You can't tell but I'm asleep right now)
[personal profile] goldenglasses
Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: None
Action: A catch all for the Planet!
When: Any time until the drift starts happening again!

Twin Roses

[Your co-captain hasn't been sleeping much. Usually up at all hours when he's not visiting the planet or working at The Space Bar. Pouring over some of the maps he's been attempting to keep of their travels. Watering the planets on the ship. Playing quietly with the animals. If it's not in the middle of the night he'll practice his harmonica. Basically doing anything he can to not fall asleep.

But sleep eventually will catch him. Catch him as he's sprawled out sideways in the arm chair with his legs danging over the sides of the armrest. One arm draped over his face and the other limp on the floor. He may look like he's peacefully sleeping, but approach with care - it's not a pleasant dream he's currently having and his gun is still on his hip. Although the safety is on for those with keen enough eyes to notice.]


Le...go... [Comes the occasional mutter.]

Inside The Vault

[Those who know how important life is to Vash may be surprised to see how unemotional he is at finding all the bodies. There's just an unsurprised, yet disappointed sigh as he takes glasses out of his pocket and slides them onto his face.

"Here we go again." Is the thought that crosses his mind. He knows better than to touch or move the bodies. Back home he would dig a mass grave when he would come upon scenes like this, but not this time. Instead going one by one next to them. Stopping at each to say a small, silent prayer for them and bowing his head.]


I'm so sorry, that you were locked away and forgotten.

In the Desert

[This place has been a painful and constant reminder of the challenge he must face back home. It's also an excuse to blow off some steam, but out in the desert Vash can be found shooting his gun over and over. He's strung up a bed cloth with a crude target painted onto it. It flutters now and then in the breeze. He's chosen to use his old fashion revolver. Again and again there is the crack of gunshot and bullet casings litter the ground by his feet.

Yet the bed sheet seems to have only one small hole in the middle of it. Maybe he's just that terrible of a shot? Can't hit the broad side of a sheet.]


The Space Bar

[Catch Vash here while he's at work and he'll have a friendly smile and the food is decent as always. When he's not working, but not ready to go home he sits and drinks quietly at the bar. Thinking things over. He won't say no to company as he slowly nurses his drink.]

A Bar - Later - Locked to Anders

[Now Vash does want to be alone. He's found himself a bar on the planet that he thinks no one else will visit. He drinks himself to a point where he thinks he can sleep without nightmares, but it doesn't work. He wakes with a start and nearly falls from his bar stool as the empty bottle of whiskey falls to the floor and shatters.] Aw hell...

[He was going to have to clean that up. Even here he was cleaning up messes caused by his brother. Even if he was just in nightmare form that time. No... wait... he doesn't need to clean that up. In a few hours it will be like it never happened. Like nothing mattered here.

Nothing mattered. Nothing mattered. Nothing mattered. NOTHING MATTERED!

He grabs his empty glass and chucks it into the bottles still standing behind the bar. They shatter with a satisfying sound. He's never had a real outburst like this and he had to admit it felt good for the moment. He picks up a bar stool and smashes it over the bar with a scream and just keeps going from there.

Eventually he runs out of energy and sits quietly again with his drink on one of the few reaming bar stools. No, he does not care that his one fist is bleeding or there's a cut just above his eye where some glass hit him. He actually didn't even notice the second one.

He plans to sit there in the ruined bar and make sure everything reverts back to normal before he leaves. Surely no one will come and interrupt him here.]

[Open] Text

Apr. 1st, 2018 11:36 am
apurrstate: (Alone)
[personal profile] apurrstate
Who: Anders and the empty room, anyone else
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Tourist, if desired
When: Day after the shuffle

[It had hardly taken long to piece it together. He woke up alone, without the warmth of another person nearby. Opening his eyes revealed that the room was back to the size it had been before they'd merged their quarters and the bed really only had enough room for him and the three sleeping snow kittens.

It didn't matter that all of Wolfe's things were still littered around the room, what mattered was the absence of the man himself. He rarely left in the morning without telling Anders something.

He didn't even bother checking to see if he could send a message to Hawke once Anders spotted the ring he had offered Hawke nearly two weeks ago.

It took him a moment to gather himself, but, quietly, he did and checked the communicator just to make sure. How silly of him to even feel surprised or expect anything different.]



To those that knew him, Adalwolfe Hawke is no longer on the fleet.

It appears the same is true of Marian Hawke.

If anyone has any business left unsettled with either of them, please feel free to let me know and I will do my best to help.


[It hadn't taken long to find both missing when he tried to send a message to 'Hawke' and found no Hawkes listed in the fleet. He'd quickly followed up with checking some of the others as well, but it seemed most of everyone was still around. Mostly. Everyone from Kirkwall was gone except him.

He hesitated before adding:]


Fenris is gone as well.
apurrstate: (Hawke | Adalwolfe)
[personal profile] apurrstate
Who: Anders and Adalwolfe
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Tourist
When: Today

[It wasn't planned. Not exactly. Technically, he'd been 'planning' for months. Before he and Wolfe had gone to sleep and woken months later, though that little interruption had ruined some of it. He'd gotten it back on track in the time since they'd woken back up and now...and now the only thing left he was waiting on was himself.

He was the only thing either of them had been waiting on, really, the rest of it was just an excuse.

They didn't feel comfortable staying on this planet when night rolled around, something about the emptiness was too eerie, so Anders feigned disinterest in even leaving their bed for that day and knew he had until the planet's nightfall to set up. 'Setting up' wasn't much, it involved making sure the kittens were comfortably set up in the clinic, straightening the room and going to the Iskaulit to fetch the pet project he'd been working on for a while now. It was slow to grow, but worth the wait. The last thing he picked up was a bottle of wine.

All that was left was to wait and try not to focus on the deafening pound of his own heartbeat.
veilstrike: ❧ icons by maerad unless otherwise stated. (lost your mind in the sound)
[personal profile] veilstrike
Who: Leilani and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the planet or Blue Fish
When: Throughout the month

TEXT

Is there anyone on the fleet with experience fighting with one hand?

A friend requires a little help.


[ The most obvious 'asking for a friend' line there has ever been, surely. ]

prompts for the planet! )
passingthrough: (Claws)
[personal profile] passingthrough
Who: Kitty Pryde and YOU!
Broadcast: Open
Action: Twin Roses & Iskaulit
When: 3/4 - 3/10ish

[ Video ]
[Kitty appears on video looking a liiiiiiittle different than the way she usually looks. The augment had some fun adjusting her. She’s not a cat, but she’s certainly got a lot of catlike features which isn’t unheard of for a mutant.

The pupils of her eyes are no longer round, but a slit. Her nails have also changed, growing to a point and hooking slightly to serve more as claws. Her fangs have extended slightly. Her ears now come to more of a point and are soft and fuzzy like the rest of her body. There’s a short layer of fur everywhere now, similar in color to her usual skin tone, but with gray tabby-like striped markings appearing over certain parts of her body like her face, legs, arms, and tail. Oh, yeah, there’s a tail too. Of course there is.]


Okay. Just get all the puns and jokes out of your systems right now.

[ Twin Roses ]
[You might spot the direwolf pup, Seeker run by with Kitty following him.] Come on, it’s still me.

[Or maybe you just run into her in the kitchen, bridge, lounge, engine room, or shuttle bay. There are only so many places to be on the ship after all and she gets cagey being all locked up during the drifting weeks when she’s at her best. Right now she’s even more restless than usual. And you know how she’ll often sit on a table or counter instead of a chair? Well, she’s still doing that, but sometimes she’s taking it even more extreme being up on the top of book shelves and various equipment.

You could also find her in her room if you’re looking for a more private moment.]


[ Iskaulit ]
[As awkward as she feels in this body, she’s not going to stop living her life because of it. That means time spent training in the gym where she very awkwardly isn’t sure what to deal with her tail. You might get to see her step on it again. It also means she’ll drop by the library to replenish her book supply and Jarvis’ for some food. A girl’s gotta eat!]
thespaceopera: (hello)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
Who: EVERYONE!!!
Broadcast: Possibly
Action: The Shinda BR-10 System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 1/26 to 2/23



Welcome to the Shinda system! There are three explorable planets here - Duotera, Ebrion, and Philias - each with its own current temperature state. Get out there and see the sights - but do please prepare for the extreme weather as necessary!

More system info is here!
universal_charm: (Had Enough of This Bar)
[personal profile] universal_charm
Who: Jim Kirk & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Tourist at First and Later on the Iskaulit
When: Jan 4 - Kirk's 32nd Birthday

[ Video ]
[ The transmission has a soundtrack this time - the dulcet tones of The Beastie Boys' Sabotage. A personal favorite of his, evidenced by his head gently bobbing to the 'beats and the shouting' as Jaylah had so fondly referred to it as. Hard to believe that had been years ago now. ]

You know, there are times that I believe that Atroma knows way, way more about us than we think it does. That the whys of ripping us out of our times and our worlds is a lot more purposeful than we might think.

This, for instance.

[ He goes quiet and makes a motion with his hand to indicate the beats and the shouting, or to Kirk, the classical piece playing. ]

I got this as what I can only assume is a combination Christmas and birthday gift. It's nothing but Sabotage remixes. Which, coincidentally, is probably one of the most significant songs in my life. Crashed my first car to the song - which, not surprisingly, lead to my first misdemeanor. I would sing this at the karaoke bars in college, even a bit during Star Fleet Academy on our nights off. And this song helped save the Federation, possibly the universe - also, coincidentally, on my birthday.

[ He goes quiet for a minute, just seeming to listen to the song, though his eyes seem far away. ]

Anyways, if anyone would like to borrow it or get a copy, drop me a line. I'm always happy to share the classics from my world. It really is a great song. Hopefully next time I get a full album and not just the top twenty remixes - though I question the one that uses a piano. I don't recommend that version.

[ A soft sigh and then quieter than before - ]

Two years and thirty-two, huh?

[ End transmission. ]

[ Action - Tourist + Iskaulit/Malum ]
[ His offer made, Kirk would spend a bit more on the Tourist listening to the songs, going down to the freight hangar to blast the music, and probably do a little bit of a workout while he did it. It was the sort of music that made you want to move, after all. He would stop between sets to flip through data on a pad, sometimes making notes, and then going back to his exercise with music that vibrated his bones.

Thankfully he has left the music behind when he goes to the Malum, because, well, it is his birthday, and he has a tradition on his birthday - a good solid drink. Normally he would share it with Bones, get chided about calling his mother, and then they would toast. That was it. No sense in changing the routine now, though he would have to do it without Bones. He thought about inviting Chekov, but, well, he didn't want to bother the other man.

So he could be found later at the Malum, in his reserved seat because even on his birthday he was the official honeypot, sipping something good and from the top shelf. He didn't use his birthday for anything, except a good drink and could you blame him? ]

Video

Jan. 2nd, 2018 04:51 pm
apurrstate: (Do you still believe?)
[personal profile] apurrstate
Who: Anders + Open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Tourist, if desired. In the Cargo bay
When: Now

[Anders wasn't the type to post to the network all that often, but he's also not usually in a position to need to ask for help, so, network it is.

There's a touch of uncertainty and hesitation to his baring when he starts the feed and, instead of being in the Tourist's clinic or one of the gardens as he usually is, he's in the ship's cargo bay. Open space seemed like the best thing for what he was trying to practice.]


The gifts Atroma delivered to us seem thoughtful enough, considering, but I find myself in need of some help with mine. I thought I could perhaps figure it out myself, but it hasn't worked out so far.

I know the terms are familiar to those from Thedas, but just in case they're familiar to anyone else: I'd like to speak to anyone who knows about 'Arcane Warriors' and 'Knight Enchanters.' I need help applying my knowledge of one to the other.

[A brief pause.]

To anyone else, I'm in need of a sparring partner. Anyone skilled with a blade willing to help out would be welcome. Thank you.

[And now he waits. He hasn't breathed a word about the Spirit Hilt sent to him...and knows there's some who didn't even know he could wield a sword, much less had in the past. Really, there were only two that would.

But desperate times and all that.]
samahl: (pjs and ears)
[personal profile] samahl
Who: Cyril and OPEN
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Wonderduck
When: Daytime


I've heard of a few people finding surprises in the cargo bays of their ships and it seems it's my turn. I wanted to share them - especially for those of us from Thedas.

[He turns then, and shows what he was given. It is a collection of books. He's managed to get them into his room and has them organized by publish date. The first one has the title The Dasher's Men and the last declares itself The Inquisitor Lavellan Story. The only thing stopping this from being a complete collection is the missing copy of Tale of the Champion.]

The nearly complete works of one Varric Tethras. I even have the newest part to Swords and Shields for those of us who like silly romances.

[He smiles in a way that hints he's remembering something fondly.]

I am of course willing to let others borrow them, provided they're treated well. Each one is signed by the author to me and I like having a reminder of home.

[Even more so when the reminder is that somewhere out there his friends actually know him. After a moment, he addresses his shipmates,]

Thank you for everyone on the Wonderduck who helped me get them to my room. They turned out to be rather heavy. Someone needs to tell Varric to write shorter books...
apurrstate: (Faith)
[personal profile] apurrstate
Who: Anders, Riona and Justice
Then Anders and Wolfe
Broadcast: No
Action: Iskaulit herb garden, then Malum
When: Forward dated to early January
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground )
whatisright: Humanized Justice (Okay we need to talk)
[personal profile] whatisright
Who: Justice, Anders, Riona, and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine
When: Backdated before they get to the planet

[The video opens to what appears to be only Riona and Anders, standing shoulder to shoulder. Someone paying attention might notice someone else behind them, purposefully hidden.

Riona and Anders look a bit excited, and quite pleased. She glances over her shoulder briefly at someone, but her head still blocks most of the shot. When she turns back, she’s grinning.]


Ladies and gentlemen of the fleet, there’s someone we’d like you to meet. Or, maybe reintroduce for some of you.

[Anders steps aside, giving a grand wave to the person behind them and finally revealing him their captive audience.

It’s an unfamiliar and very attractive man with swept back hair and piercing blue eyes. (The shade of which may be familiar to anyone who might have known Anders back when he had a glowing problem.) The man in question has a seemingly perpetual frown on his face, standing stiffly without actually moving. He’s so still that it’s almost like he’s not breathing. (And those who know him, even if they don’t recognize him, might pick up on the note of vague confusion in the furrow of his brow. He does not know why this has become such a production, but it’s past the point when it’s worth the effort to restrain his friends.)

Anders’ grin could light up a room. It’s clear the two Wardens are very pleased with themselves.]


Please give a warm welcome to Justice: new and improved. For those of you who know him, Riona and I decided it was time for a bit of a makeover; something to improve over ‘dead and decaying.’ Those of you that might not have met him yet, you should! He’s really very nice.

[And now a 100% more approachable.

Justice, for his part, glances at Anders with slightly narrowed eyes. Anders, are you trying to make friends for him? He’s pretty sure you’re trying to make friends for him. Oh well. He dips his head towards the camera, and when he speaks, it’s the same deep rumble as before.]
Greetings. If you did not know what to call me prior, I was the spirit who appeared to be dead.

[Riona nods, and wryly adds:] You may remember him as looking like a walking corpse who doesn't blink. We didn't want people to be putoff by his appearance anymore. Hard to get to know people and mingle with mortals when everyone thinks you're an undead shambler.

So say hello and chat him up. Or just ogle him. [She gives a wink and a wave.]
bryces_pup: (229)
[personal profile] bryces_pup
Who: Riona and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Blue Fish if desired
When: December 4th because i forgot to post it yesterday whoops

[She's smiling. And, for once, she looks happy. It's a far cry from her last few network posts, where the smiles, if she bothered with them at all, were forced. Hell, she's practically a little ray of sunshine.]

And here I thought I'd never be so happy to see the cold stretch of space, but I prefer it to the cannibals. So here we are. [It's only a part of why she's so happy, but that's not for this post.] A concern I had back there - amongst many others - was the well being of those here in the fleet who do not know how to fight or are unable to. Many have offered lessons in the past, but I am not sure if those people are still here and if lessons are still being offered. If people are, please let us know here. Rather than having to scour the network, people can just go to this post to find out.

That being said, I'm willing to offer lessons to those interested. I strongly recommend people know a means of fighting. Using the guns the armories provide is all well and good, but if you can't access one or lose it, or if a fight turns to close quarters, having a means to fight back can mean the difference between life and death. I can offer lessons in basic hand to hand. And also in sword fighting, which I'm a fair bit more proficient at. I'd need to acquire training swords. Preferably wooden ones, but blunted metal blades would work, too.

Probably would hold them on the Iskaulit, in the black box theater. Place isn't seeing much use. And if people want to just come by and watch how a lesson goes, there's seating in there.

Thank you for your time. Here's to hoping the next stop is a tad quieter.

Private to the Dragon Age cast )
universal_charm: (Keep Talking)
[personal profile] universal_charm
Who: Kirk and The Fine People of the Fleet
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system

Video
[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.

Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]


For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.

Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.

I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.

Action: The Melting Pot
[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.

Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]


[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]
wolfehawke: (bloody)
[personal profile] wolfehawke
Who: Whoever's on planet and happens by; also one prompt closed to Anders
Broadcast: No
Action: Yes
When: Before, during, and after the attack on the cannibals
Warning: Use of dead bodies as "decor"

[Insert Home Alone reference here] )

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