DGM Angelboy
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DGM of the USS Protector
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Post by DGM Angelboy on Jun 19, 2017 17:56:04 GMT -5
[DGM Note - This is an open thread for all on the fleet to post mid week RP for the Risa event for all three ships. This will be 'out of time' shore leave since we are sharing with the Armada events. To differentiate posts we encourage you to use the appropriate ship color font for your posts:
USS Adagio - "ffff00"
USS Pilgrim - "00FFE2"
USS Protector - "0fca07"
USS Sentinel - "FF9900"
ENJOY! - DGM Angelboy]
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DGM Angelboy
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DGM of the USS Protector
Posts: 1,295
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Post by DGM Angelboy on Jun 21, 2017 11:40:32 GMT -5
The Risian Adventures of Jason Heath
Jason groans as his eyes remain closed, the sounds of the Risian wildlife causing him to stir and rejoin the world of the living. From the outside he appears to have fallen asleep at the entrance of a cave, perhaps after a long night of drinking. Reality, however, had been much sweeter to him, despite the amount of work involved to attain the desired result.
His eyes flutter open as he remembers the previous evening with Ashley...was it a dream? The Cadet seemed so eager to explore, the smile she flashed when he entered the bar gave him an immediate sign that she was ready. Visions of their trek up the mountain and across the bridge...it was a long, long way down. How he held her after a wind gust almost caused her to lose her balance...he could feel her cheeks flushing though no words were exchanged. The moment in the cave as they saw the flora...which he of course ruined with a crap attempt at a pick up line.
Jason looks up at the cave, and then towards the exit beside him, the sunlight just now finding its way across the dormant volcano above. She had seemed so conflicted...the attraction was there, but the prospect of a joining changing the dynamics of a potential relationship lingered until they talked it out. He felt he had spoken from the heart, delivered a tremendous monologue about seizing the present...'carpe diem'. Jason gets up from off the ground, dusting his clothes off.
His words had been enough to convince her...and so they enjoyed themselves...until it came time to retire for the evening, and she rejected his offer to join him. Jason sighs and leans up against the cave. There was clearly work left to do...but he was more than up for the task at hand.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jun 21, 2017 13:25:27 GMT -5
Li materializes onto the transporter pad, looking around. Risa was a familiar sight to him at this point. Many memories came flooding in...both good, bad, and funny. He steps off the pad and waits for Aria to arrive.
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Lieutenant Nalie
Unassigned Officers
Chief Engineer
Wired on this new project!
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Post by Lieutenant Nalie on Jun 21, 2017 18:19:25 GMT -5
In orbit around Risa, aboard the USS Protector, the petite Chief Engineer sits cross-legged inside one of the Jeffries' Tubes. As the camera shifts to a close-up, it becomes obvious that her uniform is missing an important item. The scene cuts briefly to the Lieutenant's bed, showing the combadge peeking out from under the pillow. Returning to the Engineer, the quiet sounds of repairs can be heard as the Orion hums quietly to herself. The scene slowly fades to black, leaving Nalie to her work.
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DGM Angelboy
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DGM of the USS Protector
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Post by DGM Angelboy on Jun 21, 2017 21:53:14 GMT -5
Before the fade to black, Nalie hears a knocking noise near one of the Jerries tube hatches.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Aria Xalot on Jun 22, 2017 0:52:45 GMT -5
Aria materialized on the PADD a few minutes after Li, a pressing crisis of what to wear having delayed her. She had decided on a two piece bathing suit with jean shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. In fact her favorite Hawaiian shirt the one with orion men and woman in hula attire dancing on it. A pair of comfortable sandals completed the ensemble however the fashionable sun hat she had been debating did not make the trip as she decided she'd like to soak up as many of Risa's suns tame rays at least by Orion standards as she could.
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Post by Lt Cmdr Jonathan Cameron on Jun 22, 2017 0:59:57 GMT -5
Li smiles as she materializes.
"Another year...another summer Risa trip."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Jun 22, 2017 5:56:50 GMT -5
It was the time that she had been threatened about for so long, It was a time where there would be no victors, only losers by the time it commenced. She was going to be forced in to an encounter that was so inhumane, so disgusting that it is a wonder the federation did not have laws against it. She should have prepared better, Try to be sent off to a duty school. Running away is not cowardly if that is all that can be done... and down there, There would be no honour regardless... Only disgrace... It was time for... Risa Shoreleave.
Ilya was not known as the most cunning Cardassian on the ship for nothing however... actually she was probably not known as that at all, and if so it was likely more to do with the amount of her kind on the ship then any of her own cunning. Regardless, She had a plan, And a plan B, even a Plan C, Perfectly planed in to detail, There was just one obstacle between her and continued dignity. One most fearsome adversary standing between her and victory.
"Valkriss?"
She opened her eyes to look at the Klingon who's lap had been her pillow for the better part of an hour as she was scheming
"During our shore leave on Risa, Can I volunteer for watch duty on the bridge?"
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Jun 22, 2017 7:46:22 GMT -5
Valkriss smiled down into her yes as she softly stroked her finger through Ilya's dark hair. Her voice was entirely understanding as she said gently.
"Why of course you can love."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Jun 22, 2017 7:50:46 GMT -5
Ilya looks surprised, confused even, blinking a few times , asking very hesitantly
"Really? You are not going to force me to go down there?"
The emotions in Ilya mixing, on one hand she is happy, yet it is to good to be true, there must be a catch.
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Jun 22, 2017 7:57:07 GMT -5
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Jun 22, 2017 8:02:22 GMT -5
This was exactly what Ilya wished to hear... Yet it was something amiss, it could not possibly be this easy. Where all those threats just there to mess with her?
It was hard to not feel relaxed by the soft tender strokes from the Klingon, yet there was something not right making it hard to completely relax
"What is the catch?" she asks, trying to not sound ungrafeul for the warmth shown to her, yet this answer was almost worse then what she had prepared for
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Jun 22, 2017 8:19:30 GMT -5
Valkriss merely smiles as her gingers soothingly pet through Ilya dark locks. She gently shakes her head.
"No catch...it is well within regulations for you to volunteer for such duty vacancies."
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Post by Lieutenant jg Cassandra Ilya on Jun 22, 2017 8:24:31 GMT -5
"Yes it is... But I ask you if you are okey with it? Not if the regulations allow me to do it?"
The soft petting soothes her to a pleasant state, Something is wrong but... This feels to nice for her not enjoy
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Post by Commander Valkriss on Jun 22, 2017 8:28:52 GMT -5
Valkriss smirks wolfishly. "Oh well...it is also within regulations for the Executive Officer to utilize her personal prerogative to refuse any such request."
Her fingers continue their soothing caresses.
"Since you know, the Executive Officer oversees the duty roster for all watches."
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