Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
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11:28 am - Laundry day! Whose wearing granny pants?!
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stockercontrol
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Who:Castor and Open
What:Doing laundry!
Where:Laundry room
When:10:12
Warnings: none
Summary: ...
Castor was currently sat on a dryer. It wasn’t turned on, this time. But it wouldn’t be the first time that poor dryer had been abused by any of the crew when it had an uneven load in it. But right now he was attempting to get some old clothes people were going to throw away in to something new and decent looking for the survivors. He frowned and sighed. He’d just wear the silly patchy clothes and give away some more of his shirts. Most hadn’t a change of clothing and so he had to make people share! He had a pile next to him that Farah had donated though, but he knew it just gave her an excuse when she got back to go shopping. He hadn’t known she’d had so many clothes in truth though when he’d walked in. But there was a fair few to go around now. At least for people to have about three outfits each at least. He was also trying to make a few skirts for little Roxie too. So he sat, sewing waiting for the washer to start gurgling so he could take out the load of his own clothes, some of which he thought may fit Julian. A few of his t-shirts and shirts could fit the ladies as well. Ox and Nox though were a lot bigger than he was and he didn’t think they’d want to borrow his clothes. It would make them look quite ridiculous. His t-shirts would end up half tee’s on them. He’d have to see if Brody had any shirts they could borrow, he was more similar in size to them.
Monday’s were never fun for Castor. But you do what you have to in this life. Less often you get to do what you want to. Today was laundry day and as per usual he found himself having to be Mother and remind people they needed to wash their clothes! He had the tokens out on the table and the little laundry room had piles of clothes here there and everywhere of various peoples. They did it on one specific day on long journeys to limit the amount of power used. He held up an old shirt that had been Zip’s and was quite pleased with the patch work he’d managed for it. It didn’t look too silly and besides it was only for a while that they’d have to wear this stuff.
He sighed looking at his watch. Would he have to do everyone’s laundry again? He didn’t have time! Though of course he would. Because he was Mother to the crew and had to look after them all. “Ah!” He hissed and started to suck his index finger. “Gmmm eegdle..” He mumbled around his finger.
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11:24 am
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taariq_commannd
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Monday April 21st 2794
Notices
A commet has been spotted three weeks up ahead. Also a planet has come by in it's orbit on their journey back. May be somewhere of interest. Could end up being a desolate rock. The passangers and crew shall have to wait and see.
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Sunday, May 4th, 2008
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12:37 am
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damaged_goods
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Who: Roxie / Deja / open
What: Roxie's playing ping pong with Deja, not that she's ever able to hit the ball back.
Where: Games room
When: 10:10
Warnings: Doll written as another character rather than inanimate object (No one can hear the Italics except Button)
Summary: Roxie is playing.
Roxie smiled at Deja who was sitting on the farside of the table "Theres so many adults here aren't there Deja?"
"Yes, but some of them seem nice, like Castor"
"I love Castor, he's like, fluffy" Roxie grinned. "I like how he says button" she giggled
"but he feels sorry for you, over Mummy and Daddy"
"Should I lie and say they're fine? That, I dunno?"
"Maybe you should tell him you have other family, one of the other survivors maybe?"
"I could" she said hitting the ball to Deja "I knew you'd miss that one" she giggled, hitting over another that happened to bounce on Deja's hand. "But which one?" she asked returning it
"What about the big one?"
"which one's that?"
current mood: Playing
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Friday, May 2nd, 2008
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12:28 am
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taariq_commannd
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Sunday April 20th 2794
Notices
A few fragments of asteroids up ahead but nothing to be concerned about. Other than that it's blank space for a while longer.
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Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
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6:00 pm - The girl in the corner thinks SHE'S the passionate one.
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evvil_goodgirl
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Who: Hattie/ Castor/ Open
What: Hattie is hungry and distracted by a certain someone
Where: Dining Room
When: 14.23
Warnings: none
Summary: Hattie and Castor talk about matchmaking
Hattie was starving, she had avoided the dining room the night before, thinking Julian might not want to see her. She picked what she wanted to eat, and got to it. Her mind was elsewhere. Thinking about her father, what was he thinking. Thinking about her sister, poor Margee was alone now. Thinking about Donovan, who quickly turned into Julian. She had a hazy smile on her lips. She didn't realize someone had sat down next to her.
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Tuesday, April 29th, 2008
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1:01 pm - A splash o'paint and it'll be as good as new
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tacrewcuta
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Who: Leigh and Open
What: Leigh has been given a job to do and is quite content doing it.
Where: Corridors
When: 11:45
Warnings: ?
Summary: ….
Leigh looked up at the new panel that had been fitted a few months earlier and never been painted. Well, everyone was too busy keeping the ship running to worry about the homely factor. They’d worry about that when they picked up all of their things from storage.
So she’d been given a list of random little jobs that could do with doing with the instructions of, ‘heck, if it keeps you out of the way and makes you happy, go, do whatever.’ She’d taken that to mean that the tasks were actually needing to be done, but the Captain just didn’t want to make it seem like she was forcing Leigh to work. Her naivety helped her at times. So she had borrowed a uniform and slipped that on and took the lid off of the paint can and sighed. What was the fascination of keeping the insides of ships walls a horrible pale grey colour? Couldn’t they be brighter and happy? Less claustrophobic and depressing? At least it wasn’t a dull grey. She sighed and fumbled about trying to attach the spray can and the paint together and experiencing some difficulty.
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12:59 pm - You can get an apointment, come on. Use it!
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eddiedoctor
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Who: Eddie/Sarah and Open
What: Eddie’s asked for Sarah to come and see him again for just a chat this time. Also the notices has gone out that he wants the survivors just to come and see him when convenient for a simple check up.
Where: Infirmary
When: 14:34
Warnings: None
Summary: ….
Eddie had gathered himself some memory cards and had been working basically through the night gathering information on pregnancy, child birth and child rearing for Sarah. Then he’d written it down in to basic English because quite frankly, it was so long winded and pompous he found it hard to take it seriously. He only hoped he knew this was him trying to help and not forcing her to look after the baby! Maybe he did just meddle? He waited patiently though. He’d be here all day pretty much anyway.
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Monday, April 28th, 2008
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1:15 pm
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taariq_commannd
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Saturday April 19th 2794
Notices
Some of the survivors have found themselves bunking up with another survivor. Any issues need to be discussed with Darcy. Other than that things haven't reached boiling point yet.
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Sunday, April 27th, 2008
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8:24 pm - Goodbye and Thanks for all the Fish!
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watchmesoar
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Who: Brody and Sway
What: Brody's concerned about Sway and decides check in on her.
Where: Sway's room
When: Evening
Warnings: None
Summary:
After yesterday on the bridge, Brody hadn't been able to stop thinking about Sway and it wasn't just because she was pretty. The pretty helped but it was the way she reacted to Farah jumping all over his ass and his reaction to her reaction. It was confusing as hell and he had been thinking about it ever since.
So he had found out from Darcy just which bunk he had stuck her in and decided to go see how she was doing. Which was why he was now standing outside her door, a book hidden behind his back, and waiting for her to answer.
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11:40 pm - Game o'pool
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oxfordgunner
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Who: Oxford and Open
What: Ox is being his general grumpy self and smoking in the game room practicing his shots on the pool table.
Where: Game Room
When: 21:49
Warnings: good chance of bad language
Summary: …
The sound of balls on the table top being broken echoed out to the corridors. It was fairly quiet near the game room and Ox had been filling the room all evening with smoke. He had taken a few bottles of beer out of the fridge in the kitchen and put in to the little fridge in the game room. There was also some music playing and he seemed to have made himself well at home. He was glad he’d found a poker table too. Folded down but he could get some games going and see about getting himself in to even greater debt! Or maybe he’d get his coveted windfall. He walked over to the counter and took another swig of beer and then twirled his cue stick around in rather an expert staff fighting fashion as he looked to the table and the balls to see about potting. He was a good pool player though.
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11:25 pm - Rock on! ROCK OUT!
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taariqcaptain
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Who: Farah/ Charlie and Open
What: Fixing up the space buggy! Whilst listening to music.
Where: Cargo Bay
When: 11:47
Warnings: possible bad language
Summary: …
Captain’s are a role model for a ship. A respectable and honourable person. A leader. A moral guider. They are poised, refined and collected.
Or that’s what they’re supposed to be.
Captain McKenzie-Malone however was not such a refined person with grease on her face and dirty overalls tied at the waste and her white vest top covered in stains. She was tapping her wrench on the engine they had pulled out and put in the middle of the cargo bay and was currently dancing to a particular part of music in a song. She was waiting for Charlie to come and keep her behaving herself but she loved it down here. She could crank up the music full blast and dance like a freak. Like no one was watching. It was always nice and warm down here with the engines either side of the cargo bay. Plus, she loved the dune buggies, the space buggy and the automobile. She loved the automobile. So, if her poor space buggy was broken this gave her a good excuse to escape from the survivors. If they didn’t come to investigate the loud pumping music that is.
She grabbed another wrench and then started imitating the drums. She loved 20th Century Rock music. Some thought it was just noise. But she loved it. And hey, this was her ship.
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11:21 pm - Breaky time!
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stockercontrol
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Who: Castor and Open
What: Castor is going through all of his notes for the water levels and usage and trying to come up with a helpful plan of how to make the water system more efficient. Of course he has to do it somewhere comfortable with coffee.
Where: Kitchen/Dining Room on a sofa
When: 09:45
Warnings: ?
Summary: ….
Castor lounged on the sofa a little more kicking off his shoes and slipping his feet up. He had his coffee mug in hand and was sipping on the coffee, his other hand tapping away at his little computer and every now and then his brow furrowed. He’d have to check the entire piping system! He hated doing that. The ducts and wall cavities crept him out. But he had to check there was no leaks because there was missing litres unaccounted for. He’d grab Charlie or someone though, come and protect him from the ghosties. He rolled over to lay on his front on the couch his legs crossing up in the air and he put his coffee mug down on to the floor and scratched his calf. He thought he heard someone come in. Probably to have a nosey and see what was for breakfast?
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Saturday, April 26th, 2008
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9:28 pm
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damaged_goods
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Who: Darcy / Eddie
What: the sleeping plan is up
Where: The corridors
When: Late night
Warnings: none
Summary: …
Darcy smiled warmly as he stuck the map of the ship, with sleeping arrangements marked on it, to the wall. He smoothed down a wrinkle before nodding proud of his hand work. No excuse for getting lost on the ship. He hoped.
He stepped back before fixing a note pad beneath the map for their guests to write down questions and queries.
current mood: Proud
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9:16 pm
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damaged_goods
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Who: Julian / Hattie/ Roxie / Open
What: can't sleep?
Where: Wash room
When: 03:30am
Warnings: Looking like it's heading into adult territory.
Summary:
Julian yawned deeply he'd been cat napping a little since he'd been given his room by Darcy. Although he couldn't really get comfortable, his mind was to active. He couldn't stop thinking about Hattie. He smiled getting up and stretching, he headed out of the room to go and look for the wash room. After finding a couple of locked doors he found what appeared to be the right place. He peeled off his Tee, and dropped it into the sink to wash off. He laughed softly humming to himself a romantic song.
current mood: curious
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6:20 pm - sneaky sneaky
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merc_4_hire
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Who: Nox and Open
What: Nox is wondering around
Where: The corridors
When: 04.30
Warnings: Maybe some bad language
Summary: …
Okay so Nox wasn’t one to play by the rules, so the whole behave, stay put, and do as your told stuff didn’t sit well. Okay he wasn’t listening to it at all, plus he was bored. There were other reasons too! He now had to spend six months with these people and not seem suspicious, guilty or in any way responsible for putting everyone in the position they were in. Which of course he was confident he could do, didn’t mean he didn’t want to find out all he could about the crew! He might need to manipulate them later… Plus on he travels if he was lucky he might find cake! So they were pretty much the reasons he was wondering around the ship, quietly.
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2:28 am
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taariq_commannd
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Friday April 18th 2794
Notices
The survivors of the Sophia have had their first meal on the ship and now some sort of normality has to wash over everyone. Easier said then done.
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Thursday, April 24th, 2008
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10:46 pm
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damaged_goods
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Who: Rei / Castor
What: Making a deal?
Where: Corridors then .............
When: 22:02
Warnings: Anything is possible.
Summary: After his talk with Zip, Rei confronts Castor
Rei headed to his room once his stomach was full. He was full of false self confidence thanks to the Alcohol and he thought maybe Zip was right. He needed to confront Castor. It wasn't really something he liked the idea of. Especially with all the guests. But if they could just agree to stay away from each other they should be alright.
He paced the corridor near Castor's room thinking it would probably be the best way to catch him. "I think we should talk" he practised "To make life better for you, me, and, well everyone. So, uh, somewhere private" he groaned "you sound like a tool" he muttered unhappily. "Dammit" he sighed "Crud" he muttered.
He sighed sitting down in the hallway, leaning his back against the wall. "Farah better appreciate this effort" he murmered to himself. Briefly his mind headed towards Castor, thinking about every little detail. "Dammit" he cursed again.
current mood: cranky
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12:04 pm - he's such a delight..
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eddiedoctor
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Who: Eddie and Ox
What: Eddie wants another check up with Ox
Where: Infirmary
When: 18:48
Warnings: None
Summary: Eddie takes a good guess that Ox was a soldier at one point. He offers to do some free tests to see if there are any problems he can help fix. Mental and physical. Of course Ox gets defensive and tells him basically, where he can shove that idea.
( Bend over and cough please. )
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Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008
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4:46 pm
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9:14 pm
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damaged_goods
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Who: Sarah / Open
What: Dinner time!
Where: Anywhere but the Dining room / Board room
When: 17:31
Warnings: None
Summary:
Sarah sighed, listening to the intercom she settled down further in her seat. She couldn't face the idea of food, she knew that the baby needed food. But she wasn't sure she did. She rubbed her stomach glad that the baby was at last sleeping. She wiped away her tears barely aware that they were falling.
All of her plans were ruined. It was hard to think that she'd ever get to go home at this rate, she opened the locket she wore around her neck, one half a photo of her family, the other, her tutor, the father.
She sighed hoping that everyone else enjoyed their food. That they'd sleep well. She knew she wouldn't.
current mood: depressed
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