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OneWord: Flannel
Sep. 5th, 2017 07:52 pmHe reached past the row of uniform tunics and chose something warn and familiar.
OneWord: Ghosts
Jun. 6th, 2017 10:49 pmThe voice that haunts his dreams is currently quoting Shakespeare. The non sequitur is as shocking as the next disturbing fact. For a split second, Jim doesn't know whether he's asleep or living in a twisted hell. The past breathes and monsters long thought dead roam the stage.
OneWord: Discovery
Feb. 6th, 2017 06:24 pmIt never failed to amaze him as he took his customary nighttime tour of the ship. During the quiet hours with the lights down low, he passed random crewmen in the corridors. Different species, genders, and customs were represented here. A slice of the Federation. All had come together to do one thing.
Explore.
Explore.
OneWord: Stunts
Jan. 29th, 2017 04:04 pmThe poor thing had stopped growing overnight. "What happened?" he asked Sulu, inspecting the pitiful plant.
The helmsman crossed his arms and leaned casually against the counter the pot was sitting on. "She stole a cup of coffee off of Janice's tray last night while we were talking."
"Caffeine?"
He nodded.
"So that's it?"
"That's as tall as she'll get, yeah."
Jim shook his head in disbelief, feeling sorry for Sulu who'd been nurturing it since it was a seedling. "Note to self. No coffee in the botany lab."
The helmsman crossed his arms and leaned casually against the counter the pot was sitting on. "She stole a cup of coffee off of Janice's tray last night while we were talking."
"Caffeine?"
He nodded.
"So that's it?"
"That's as tall as she'll get, yeah."
Jim shook his head in disbelief, feeling sorry for Sulu who'd been nurturing it since it was a seedling. "Note to self. No coffee in the botany lab."
OneWord: Hydration
Jan. 9th, 2017 09:09 pmHe turned on the facet and stuck his head down in the sink sideways, letting the water run past his mouth. Being completely wasted meant never having to look for a cup. When he woke up six hours later on the floor of the bathroom, the water was still running.
OneWord: Perplexed
Nov. 22nd, 2016 01:34 pmThere's no reason for the system to be running on the slow side. In fact, it's not all that slow. Just an extra second or two added to the response time, barely enough to be noticeable. He double checks the maintenance schedule and verifies no diagnostics are being run. If there isn't anything planned that's causing delay, maybe there's something unplanned.
He opens a comm channel. "Spock. You got a minute?"
He opens a comm channel. "Spock. You got a minute?"
OneWord: Recover
Nov. 18th, 2016 10:57 amThere's no time to think. He bolts from behind the wall and races toward Spock who's laying face down in the dirt. An eruption of phaser fire explodes behind him and he knows instinctively his men are covering him. He rolls Spock onto his back, thrusts both hands under this shoulders, and begins to drag him desperately back to safety.
OneWord: Signs
Nov. 13th, 2016 01:03 pmIt always began the same way with that stupid vein in his forehead. Then it was pain at his temples. He'd start to squint as a natural reaction which only made it worse. From there, it was all downhill. Once he hit photo sensitivity, he could kiss his day goodbye.
OneWord: Rocker
Nov. 12th, 2016 01:01 pmThe old porch creaked beneath the rocker. As much as he hated this old farmhouse, he loved to sit beneath the eaves and watch the snow fall. He wrapped the comforter tighter around his chest to fend off the cold. It wasn't enough. But he didn't care.
OneWord: Underground
Oct. 15th, 2016 06:09 pmThe dripping of water. The tortured groan of metal shifting. The wheezing of his own painful breathing. All other sounds have died away and he knows if he opens his eyes, he'll find the underground scene the same. How much time has he lost? Is he too far down to be found? He reaches again for his communicator.
