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[28 Apr 2008|08:15pm] |
Who: Vivvy, Kesh and Alex
What: The Lightning Sale
When: Early Afternoon
Where: Nevada Power Co.
Vivvy woke that morning refreshed and in a fairly good mood. She swung her legs over the side of her bed and stood up, heading for the shower as she stripped her clothes off and threw them across the room to the hamper. She turned the knobs on in the shower and waited while it warmed up. She liked her shower scalding. Jumping in, she quickly showered.
She stepped out of the shower and toweled off after fifteen minutes. She twisted her hair in the towel to squeeze out excess water and then began to blow dry it straight. When she was done, she swiped on a little mascara and eyeliner and a smudge of eyeshadow. She pulled on a pair of black dress slacks and a white button down shirt with cap sleeves.
A string of pearls, a matching pair of earrings and a bracelet went on, and a pair of strappy black heels with a cockroach killer pointed toe. She grabbed a clutch and walked out of her cabin door, shutting it behind her. She walked down to the storage bay and opened the door, looking inside for one of the canisters. They were beginning to run low. They would have to do another harvest soon.
She found that one of the canisters was already on a dolly. Grabbing the handles she pulled it out of the storage bay and shut the door behind her. She pulled the dolly along behind her and walked through the halls of the ship to the deck. Kesh and Alex were going to go with her today. Hopefully they would be meeting her near the plank soon.
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[28 Apr 2008|08:59pm] |
Who: Lana, Drake, and Gwen
Where: The Hallways of the King’s Ransom
What: Touring the Ship
When: Around 3pm
Lana sighed as she chucked one last rock overboard, not watching but listening to the explosion as it tore apart. Last night had been the most fun she had had in so long. A girl’s night out, making new friends. Drinks that they took turns picking up the tabs on even though the effect was basically that they spent the same amount they would have had they simply paid for their own beverages. A bit of gambling where self-control proved to be handy. Those girls, Mag and Niki, were a hoot. It was nice to get out and do things with people she could relate to. It made it a shame that she had to resort back to this annoying routine of blowing things up.
The femme had found the most remote area of the deck that she could so as to avoid questions, all the while hoping that none would skip questions and simply confront her to complain about the risk doing something like that could run for all aboard. It was broad daylight so the explosion wouldn’t be witnessed easily and she would say so if anyone approached. Perhaps if people knew there was a greater risk in her not doing this they would never think to ask. After all, if she didn’t release the pent up energy it would find ways to dispel itself into anything she might touch and risk seriously hurting someone.
Either option would be met with hostility, but who could blame them? Did she really even have a right to encroach on their lives, knowing she could harm them any moment or endanger them? Sure she had been invited by two very nice men, but she hadn’t told them she had to do this every day or run the risk of losing control. Would they have still allowed her to come? Sure they might have. After all, she wouldn’t be the only mutant with a dangerous power. Hell, Mag was probably the strongest being alive and she could seriously harm someone. Lana thought that the head chef might have a bit more control over her power than the Hawaiian, though. No, no… She had plenty of control and her routine system of doing things worked for her. She hadn’t lost control in… what? A year and a half? Quite a long time for her and it was only because she had overslept that one day. She didn’t expect to lose control now, so why tell anyone she could if she didn’t do this? She had nothing to prove to them. They could go kiss off if they didn’t like it.
What was she doing! Sitting there, thinking about confrontations that had neither occurred, nor had any likeliness of occurring? A smile twitched the corner of her lips up, and she shook her head before running her long fingers through her hair and lifting herself to standing. It would do her no good to continue making up conversations in her head when she didn’t even know her way around her new home.
So, Lana left the dry heat of the day and moved back within the controlled climate of the ship. It was high time she found her way around it so she knew more than simply the ways to the galley, the deck, and her room. On a vehicle this size there had to be more than just that. Considering she had plenty of time she decided she would move slowly, take in all the sites. The ship was beautiful and she was in no hurry. Bare feet padded lightly down the corridors as she began her little self-sustained tour.
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