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Post by jonlove on Feb 23, 2007 20:29:05 GMT -5
::After a long morning shift, Jon enters his quarters at 1223 hours and lays out on his rack. At least his headache went away, but that drained out feeling remains with him even now. Deciding that eating something light might help him feel better, he secures his quarters and makes way to the mess hall for some lunch, before returning to duty.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 23, 2007 20:40:52 GMT -5
::With the afternoon shift done, Jon is finished for the day and makes his way back to his quarters. He is feeling much better then he did this morning upon awakening. He squares away his personal living space, makes up his rack, throws all dirty clothes in his laundry bag, then changes out of his uniform in favor of some comfortable civvies. He lays on his made up rack listening to some soft music and losing himself in thought. He almost falls asleep and decides he better get up and get some chow. He takes a look around, deciding his area is as squared away as it is going to get and then secures his quarters.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 23, 2007 21:04:27 GMT -5
::Jon returns to his quarters after a brief sparring session with another crewman he met. It was a good way to work off all those calories from his meal this evening. He strips out of his civvies and takes another ice cold shower, letting the water roll over his sore body. When he feels better he exits the shower and dries off, dressing in a pair of shorts and a tank-top fitted to show off his muscular physique. He then puts up his dirty clothes and sits on his rack, thinking of things to do to kill the remainder of the night before lights out.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 23, 2007 21:16:53 GMT -5
::Jon decides to record a personal log before calling it a night. He goes over to his desk and begins.::
Personal Log of Crewman Jon love::
Begin transmission::
::yawns:: These late nights must stop. I find myself so tired that it is hard for me to function in the mornings. The lounge seems to be the only place that lets me forget about my home sickness. Since being aboard the Crusader, ::chuckles:: I doubled if not tripled my alcohol intake. I find myself worrying about things that are beyond my control, like the health and well being of my mother. I try to record a message home to her at least 2 times a week, but I feel bad that I am not there to oversee her good health. One thing I learned though, no matter how much you drink and forget about the problems for a night, they are always there again when you wake up......I am adjusting nicely on the Crusader and I enjoy my security posting on her. Well, I better hit the sack, I have an early day tomorrow.....::chuckles:: and no I am not going to the lounge this evening.
End Transmission.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 24, 2007 19:20:26 GMT -5
::Crewman love wakes up at 0615 hours after a very restful and healthy 7 hours sleep. He takes his time making up his rack, then takes and ice cold shower to get rid of them sleep cobwebs. He then dresses and puts up his dirty laundry, straightening up his quarters in the process. With all his menial chores done, Jon heads to the mess hall for some much needed breakfast.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 24, 2007 19:33:51 GMT -5
::After an uneventful morning shift, Jon heads back to his quarters to change uniforms. Not paying attention to what he was doing he accidentally spilled coffee all over it while directing a detail to patrol the ship. He changes out of his coffee stained uniform and puts on a fresh one; he then gives his boots a brush over and heads to the dining facility for lunch.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 24, 2007 19:51:57 GMT -5
::Finally after what appeared to be days, Jon's shift is over. He makes his way back to his quarters and changes out of his uniform. He puts on a comfortable workout suit and starts stretching in his room. He then sits on the floor and meditates for 15 minutes before standing. He bows to his imaginary sparring partner and then goes into a basic karate stance. He starts off with a few basic kick and punching combinations, then proceeds into the more complicated maneuvers. Once he worked up a good sweat he ends his routine with more stretching exercises. He then takes another ice cold shower and dresses in his favorite pair of shorts. Jon decides to go to the mess for a light dinner.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 24, 2007 20:05:46 GMT -5
::Jon once again enters his quarters after a brief pit stop to the holo-deck. It seems the holo-deck is online once again and functioning superbly. He put in his beach program, and could almost smell the salt water and feel the suns rays on his skin. It felt good to escape for an hour and he looks forward to future visits to the holo-deck. Not knowing what to do with himself now, he lays on his rack with his hands behind his head, listening to some 24th century trance music.::
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Post by jonlove on Feb 24, 2007 20:13:52 GMT -5
::After listening to a few hours of music, Jon decides to go over to his desk and record a log.::
Personal log of Crewman Jon love::
Begin Transmission::
I find myself in a total state of relaxation tonight. I have not felt this good since I was a kid back in PA. I have a late duty shift tomorrow evening so I will probably go out ::chuckles:: a three drink minimum though. I started practicing my karate once again due to that space zombie pirate fiasco. I want to remain sharp and focused and in some kind of decent shape. it is easy to let yourself go......eating all the wrong things, drinking each and every night. Well I am going to get ready for this evening, maybe who knows, I will meet that special somebody.
End Transmission::
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Feb 25, 2007 11:23:24 GMT -5
Once done with all his reports, Teshurr heads to his quarters for something to eat and drink...an cold shower and some sleep. Walking into his quarters
Computer...soft light, temp 60 degrees, and some Andorian Jazz....recording 198...please.
with that the lighs come on, the air starts to cool down and the music start. Teshurr walks over to his repicator and order Plomeek soup (Vulcan dish}, croissant and a pot of ginger tea. Waiting for his his food and drink to materalize. Teshurr starts to rethink what went wrongon this mission. he has only the captain's word on that they need to change their mission at the last minutes and what is with those dead crewmen coming alive..very strange. Teshurr get his food and drink and walks over to the dinning table and sets. Once done with his meal, Teshurr gets up and heads to his bed room, undress and gets into the shower. The chilly water feel soo good over his blue body. Once dry off...he head back to his bed room..climbs into his bed..
Computer...turn off light and music...leave temp at 60
with that the room goes dark and the music turns off.
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Post by Cdr Juliette Lynn James on Feb 25, 2007 19:15:21 GMT -5
After a brief nap, Juliette woke up and looked down at herself. She was still wrapped up in her soft cotton towel. After yawning, she pushed herself off the bed and walked over to the small dresser, opening the second drawer from the top. She pulled out a black silk nightie and dropped her towel, pulling the silk nightie over her head. Two steps later and she fell face first onto the bed, once more asleep.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Mar 1, 2007 12:51:13 GMT -5
It 0430 and Teshurr is up before the alarm goes off. He walks into his shower and take a 20 minutes icy cold one. Once done, he dresses in his uniform of the day. Teshurr will eat in this morning in his quarters and walk over to his own repicator order oatmeal and a pot of Andorian tea. As he sits eating his breakfast he goes over the logs for the mission and the follow up. There are many holes in both, and is now not to sure what has happen and how things went wrong. Once done with going over all logs, he thinks about talking to the Captain and see what she has to say about he thought.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Mar 11, 2007 10:42:24 GMT -5
Teshurr has only time to get back to his quarters to change into a new uniform. He was been helping out on the repairs needed on the ship. With a ship that only has a crew of 40 or so...everyone has to double duties here. Once in his new uniform, he heads to his Console....
Mr. Von Merr...this is Commander Teshurr...I need you to get all systems in engineering up and working at 100%. If you need help please got to me...I will be in the battle bridge working on down console stations there.
Getting up from his console .... Teshurr head to get a quick bite to eat in the Mess Hall.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Mar 18, 2007 8:07:32 GMT -5
Before heading to the bridge, Teshurr stops at his quarters to get into a clean uniform. he walks over to cleck to see if his console was back up and working....it was still out...but the screem show that the last incoming message has come from his home on Andoria. he wonder who has sent him this message, it been years since he has any contact with anyone from home. the only time he is contacted is went there is a birth or death with his family group. Teshurr turns from the console and walks into hs bedroom ...gets his new uniform on and heads out of his quarters and to the TL and the bridge.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Jun 8, 2007 16:15:39 GMT -5
Walking by the Captains quarters, Teshurr thinks about droping by and see how she is doing. But doesn't Teshurr enter his quarters
Computer bring the temp down to 60 degrees..please and keep the light vey low and soft.
Walks into his bedroom and strips off his uniform and walks into the shower.
Water temp...50 degree
Teshurr just lean his head under the cold water and lets it rush over his head and down his blue skin body. This is the first time all day, he felt good.
Once out of the shower, he places on a robe and heads for his bed. He think about the women who is just in the next room. Part of him has a burning love for heraamd wants to rush to her and hold her soo tight...but the other part isn't sure about her and what she has become.
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