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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Nov 7, 2006 18:26:59 GMT -5
Here you can build your characters personal life. Quarters are a bit cramped, no replicators.
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Post by excalibur on Nov 15, 2006 19:15:42 GMT -5
He entered his quarters and began the long process of making it his home.He placed his books and holovids on a shelf.He took out his models of ships from all known races and placed them throughout his room.
Sitting on his bed he asked the computer,"Computer Rolling Stones Sympathy for the Devil circa 20th century."He relaxed to the music of Mick Jagger his father had made him so found of.
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Post by Lt Vicky Love on Nov 18, 2006 23:12:50 GMT -5
she arrives in her quarters, and noticed it is as small as she expected. she places her bag on her bed, and begins to open the drawers on her dresser. As she begins transfering some clothing from her bag into it, the sonic shower catches her eye.
She quickly gets her clothes put away, and begins to place her knick knacks about.
Computer, could you dim the lights say 65%, and play some soft music.
The computer responds, as she looks about with her approval, and begin to disrobe for a shower. She enters the show, and a blue glow befalls her. She begins to bathe in the light, it cause her skin to sheen as the light cleanse her.
She finishes, and exits the shower, she places on a robe, and sits on the bed teasing her hair, and doing her nails.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Nov 19, 2006 17:47:33 GMT -5
Juliette entered her quarters and took a look around. They were small, but she liked small, it always felt comfy. She smiled and set down her two bags of belongings. The other things she brought along were already there in small containers.
She felt a bit weary from her day and decided she should catch some sleep before her shift that day. She hurriedly changed into her short pink spaghetti strapped nightie and slipped between the grey sheets.
Computer, lights out. She said, closing her eyes, her left arm under the pillow that her head was on. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep.
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Post by ozmunde on Nov 23, 2006 17:40:19 GMT -5
:: he enters his quarters on the ship coming down from the Mess hall his uniform sticky from the soda he had been sprayed with ::
Damn these are small quarters ..... Well it is a scout ship and not a Dreadnaught after all
:: takes a shower and changes his uniform ::
Well now I feel like a Phealon ... :: stretches and arches his back ::
I will have to keep an eye on the replicators of this ship ... they too seem to hate me
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Nov 24, 2006 21:30:51 GMT -5
Teshurr is heading back to his quarters after his shift. The new crew looks like it will pull itself together as long as they work together and follow the order of Commander Greene. Teshurr get to his quarters and walks into the dark room..as the warm air hit him.
I truly need to take care of this once and for all....Computer...what is the temperature in my Quarters?
Wait a second and the Computer answer him back
Lt. Teshurr...you temperature is a 72 degree....this is the ship wide temperature...Sir
Computer....lower temperature to 61 degree and don't change it. Plus I would like the gravity in my quarters to be 0.9g..and the last thing..please make the atmosphere in here more like Andor..if you would.
Before he could say another words..the gravity and temp both started to change. With this Teshurr strips off his uniform and heads for the showner for a nice icy cold one.
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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Dec 5, 2006 1:34:11 GMT -5
She enters her quarters, miffed about the strange happenings that occured recently. She begins removing her top, as she looks at her dimly lit quarters.
Computer, lights
The darkness is pierced by soft light. Her quarters are ample compared to the rest of the ship. Even then there is only a wall seperating the bathin area, from the Living/Dining.Sleeping area. She tosses her top onto the bed, and sits on the edge removing her boots. Her mind wanders from the Freighter, and Klingon cruiser to her number 1. His scent permiates through her soul, as she remembers the moment they shared. But soon visions of her past with the syndicate creep in. The paralells with this mission, and what she experienced has lasting memories of dishonor, and treachery. As she stands, and removes her trousers, her green skin nearly glows as the light glances her bare bodym yet clashes with her light blue underwear. Her mood is one of torment, as her mind now rattled with the happenings over the past day. She crawls into bed, and gets beneath the covers, and turns over to her right side.
Computer, lights off. The computer complies.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 5, 2006 8:04:03 GMT -5
((Weeks have passed since my last post.))
Juliette laid awake in her bed, staring in the dark at the ceiling now. She could not sleep since her mind could not relax. She could keep her mind on nothing but Yuna, her lovely Yuna. Her Imzadi. She sighed and turned onto her side, breathing in deeply. Yuna's perfume was still on her sheets and pillow and she smiled.
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Post by ozmunde on Dec 5, 2006 19:18:54 GMT -5
:: he unpacks some more of his personal items:: :: hangs up the portrait of the Emperor on the wall ... steps back and salutes it ::
:: takes out a small leather case the edges dirty with age, the leather old and worn the detailing looks to have been very expensive ... he looks down at the Grand Duchy insignia ... he sighs and adjusts his moncle ... the memories ... they flood in when things are quiet .. .. he hates it when things are quiet ::
:: he closes the case and carefully puts it away in a dresser draw ::
:: he looks up at the portrait of the Emperor :: well your highness ... Once more for God ... Emperor ... and country ... how many times have I said that ::shakes his head slowly in self pity and sorrow ::
well ... no sons any more ... no father either .... just :: looks around the small closet like room :: shipmates .... they are now my new family .... is that not so ... your highness :: smiles at the portrait of the Emperor ::
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Dec 7, 2006 21:41:26 GMT -5
Once Teshurr was done with his shower, he walk over to his sleeping area and grabs the white silk rob that is laying on his bed for him. As he places it on, he walks out into the living area. Teshurr isn't too happy with how this place looks but once back from this mission he will give it more of a Andorian looks. Moving to the replicator, he order a icy andorian ale. Now with his drink in hand he speaks out....
Computer...lower lights and drop the temp..another 7 degrees. I wish to hear some Andorian Jazz...something with alot of soul behind....And please don't let Ensign Oz work on my replicator. It is off limit to him for now Teshurr sips his ale, as the lights in the room go down and the music starts playing...he thought now go to the Commander and his growing love for her.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Dec 24, 2006 17:01:09 GMT -5
Juliette wandered out of her quarters and down the corridor and around a corner. She found the name was she was looking for on a door and hit the chime. She wanted to see Yuna Tremayne.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Dec 31, 2006 10:35:54 GMT -5
One getting off the Station with Lt. Von Merr, Teshurr heads to his quarters to changes and take a shower. As he passed the Captain quarters he is about to stop...but figure that could wait. Once at his quarters..he takes off what left of his dress white jacket and remove the rest of his uniform and walks into the shower...After his shower, Teshurr dress in the uniform of the day. Picks up his PADD and heads to eat first before he start his day. As he walks out of his quarter he calls out....
Computer lights out...the light goes out as he leave.
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Post by jonlove on Jan 31, 2007 21:46:13 GMT -5
Crewman Jon Love enters his new quarters and looks around for a brief moment. He thinks to himself that this will do and starts putting his uniforms up in his wall locker. Once that is done he puts up his civilian attire and personal items. He sits on his bunk and gives his boots a quick once over. He must remember to request the patent leather ones that have a permanent shine, he is starting to get allergic to kiwi. With that done he makes up his bunk and displays his laundry bag at the end of it. satisfied he decides to head out for some chow.
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Post by jonlove on Jan 31, 2007 22:25:57 GMT -5
After a brief visit to both the mess hall and captains ready room Jon returns to his quarters. He will visit the CO tomorrow being she is very busy this evening. He is very fortunate to be granted officers quarters even though he is just a crewman. He has a private room which will serve his needs just fine. He decides to take a quick shower then maybe get another quick bite to eat and then get in a quick workout before lights out. He gets dressed after his shower and heads back out.
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Post by jonlove on Jan 31, 2007 22:36:50 GMT -5
Jon returns once again to his quarters after his light meal and quick jog and decides to do some push-ups and sit-ups. He will see if he can get a chin up bar installed in his quarters tomorrow. He does 5 sets of 25 each, taking a small break in between sets. While doing his push-ups he notices that his bicep is still sore and hurts every now again. He has to remember to see the CMO about it again. After his quick workout he takes another shower and the lays on his bunk, taking in all he has experienced thus far.
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