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Run boy run! They’re trying to catch you
Who: Enterprise Crew (Kirk, Uhura, McCoy, Frye, Lewis, and your people can always text/call the people in the crew to see if they're okay oh god why did I say that I fear for my inbox)
Where: Lewis-Martinsson residence
When: After the attack on the Spaceport
Warnings: Language, I guess?sexual situations ha kidding
With the chaos that was the cultists overrunning the Spaceport and snatching up the C'Meni left and right, things were, for lack of a better word, insane. Part of the crew had managed to get a handle of the C'Meni on a shuttle and got them away safely. The crew that were native to Mandalus, they knew where to go, the fastest way to return safely to their homes. But the main crew of the Enterprise, that technically was their home. Kirk, McCoy, Uhura. Kaylee, even, since the people she lived with before had left the city...and her homeless. The only one that had someplace to go was Darcy. Realizing they had a safehouse made Darcy so very thankful that she hadn't sold it off after Magnus was taken from her.
With another shuttle, she directed them to her neighborhood, having the shuttle parked in a wooded area to the south of the house. She wished it was like Star Trek IV, and they had a vessel that could shield itself. Darcy led the way through the back yard, letting herself into the sliding door, keeping it open for her crewmates. It was going to be a little crowded. No. Not crowded. Cozy. She preferred the term 'cozy' to crowded.
"Okay, so, this here is the kitchen, obviously. Living room through there. There's a half-bath down the hall. Up the stairs is the master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a full bath. Basement is furnished and has a pool table. So, that's fun." Darcy rambled off as she pointed her arms in all different directions as she explained the house. She was exhausted and sweaty and ached all over. She knew that everyone else was the same way.
"Any questions?"
Where: Lewis-Martinsson residence
When: After the attack on the Spaceport
Warnings: Language, I guess?
With the chaos that was the cultists overrunning the Spaceport and snatching up the C'Meni left and right, things were, for lack of a better word, insane. Part of the crew had managed to get a handle of the C'Meni on a shuttle and got them away safely. The crew that were native to Mandalus, they knew where to go, the fastest way to return safely to their homes. But the main crew of the Enterprise, that technically was their home. Kirk, McCoy, Uhura. Kaylee, even, since the people she lived with before had left the city...and her homeless. The only one that had someplace to go was Darcy. Realizing they had a safehouse made Darcy so very thankful that she hadn't sold it off after Magnus was taken from her.
With another shuttle, she directed them to her neighborhood, having the shuttle parked in a wooded area to the south of the house. She wished it was like Star Trek IV, and they had a vessel that could shield itself. Darcy led the way through the back yard, letting herself into the sliding door, keeping it open for her crewmates. It was going to be a little crowded. No. Not crowded. Cozy. She preferred the term 'cozy' to crowded.
"Okay, so, this here is the kitchen, obviously. Living room through there. There's a half-bath down the hall. Up the stairs is the master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a full bath. Basement is furnished and has a pool table. So, that's fun." Darcy rambled off as she pointed her arms in all different directions as she explained the house. She was exhausted and sweaty and ached all over. She knew that everyone else was the same way.
"Any questions?"