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[07 May 2009|01:56am] |
~Placeholder for Eve and Jack~
-Mid Afternoon-
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| Alone |
[07 May 2009|03:23am] |
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Who: Lisa (Karen)
When: Sometime in the morning
Where: Chelsea's room
(NSFW)
Karen looked at Lisa's sneering face through the curved glass. She beat on the glass with both fists, but to no avail. "Lisa, please, don't do this! Let me out!" she pleaded. Lisa just laughed at her protestations. ( Lisa gets a scare. )
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| Giving Blood |
[07 May 2009|01:33pm] |
Who: Lisa and Alex
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Medical Station, at the blood drive
After a late lunch, Lisa walked into the medical station and took a seat. She was there to give blood, and a number of other passengers were lined up to do the same. With the medical station as undermanned as it was, this could take a while.
Lisa knew it was a good idea to donate blood, to get some stockpiled in case it was needed, but she'd been hesitant about the idea. Blood contained DNA, and DNA could identify her. Of course, to identify her that way, someone would have to actually sample the blood for that purpose and match it against a database record. The FBI was bound to have her DNA in their database by now, probably obtained from a strand of hair left in a hairbrush in her house or something like that. But the FBI's database was back on the mainland, and as long as external communications remained down, there was no danger of the match being made. She thought she must be the only person on the ship who was happy about the lack of communications. Besides, if she could build up her courage, all that might soon be irrelevant anyway.
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[07 May 2009|06:34pm] |
Who: Molly and Spy
What: Likely trouble
Where: the Gym
When: noonish
Molly had told Lisa she would fly with her. But she hadn't done a full dance since... well she had danced for Pheonix. Checking the gym she found it empty. This was good. She padded to the yoga room and set the small MP3 player with speakers on the floor. She'd filtched a soccer ball from the sports area a few decks up.
Yes, she had come here alone. She wasn't always good with directions. Left, right, yes, no, sometimes got jumbled accidentally on purpose. She peeled off her loose pants so she was clad only in her one piece bathing suit. After stretching a bit she started the music and ran to the middle of the room. With long practiced precision she recalled her last compitition routine and began her dance, happy to fly once more.
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