| We're Going to Have a Wedding! |
[23 Jun 2009|12:38am] |
Who: Az, Jean, Peter, Brodie and Jamie
Where: Chapel
When: Just after sunset
Jean had no idea why he was so nervous. Well, beyond the fact he was marrying the woman he loved and he didn't want to do anything to bodge this. He was rather glad he hadn't eaten much that day, as he wasn't certain it would have stayed down, what with how the butterflies were rampaging around in his stomach. It wasn't that he wasn't happy. He'd never been happier in his life.
He was just terribly, terribly nervous.
And rather glad Az had convinced him to bring a proper suit. Not that it'd come out of it's bag until just before the wedding. He'd not worn it since the occasion it'd been purchased for, which was fancy do she'd taken him to awhile back. It was very fashionable and with his hair slicked back as best he could to get it under control, he likely looked at least presentable.
Now if he could just get through this without making an utter fool of himself, he'd be all right. Hopefully.
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[23 Jun 2009|07:28am] |
Who: Az, Brodie and Jamie
Where: The Cyamites
When: Late afternoon
To say Brodie wasn't curious about what Az had to talk to him and Jamie about, would be a lie. He really was. And glad she had said it was amazingly good, too. Nobody needed any more bad news. As soon as he could he had made his way to the Coffee place with Jamie, and now all they had to do was wait for Az to arrive. Well, that and perhaps have some coffee; or at least a cappuccino. Which was what Brodie had stood up to go fetch, taking only a few minutes before coming back and sitting back down. Then, he waited for Az.
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| Let No Man Put Asunder |
[23 Jun 2009|04:13pm] |
Who: Cath and Mae
Where: Their room
When: Late night
The priest's blessing was helping his resolve to do this a great deal. Actually, it wasn't the confession tomorrow that was making him balk. It was the row tonight with his wife that was making him hesitate. He loved Mae more than anything in the world, and while he was blind to a lot of her flaws, he was well aware of her temper, especially when she was frightened. And what he was asking her to do might possibly frighten her more than the night he'd proposed. He was just hoping when the screaming and violence subsided, she would see reason and trust him.
That's all he ever really asked of her. Her trust. He'd never lead her astray, never again. But he knew once they saw her fight in a real battle, they would know. Mae possessed combat skills that no girl her age should. Not that hadn't been in the military. It wasn't rocket science, especially coupled with his own abilities and knowledges. It was only a matter of time.
And he'd rather face the lion in it's den on his terms, than have it spring upon him at the most inopportune moment. As for facing lions in their den, well, it was time.
He stepped into the room, setting up the barricade he'd fashioned when they first learned of the disappearances. It was a simple affair, but effective. He gave Mae a quiet greeting, clearly his mind was elsewhere. Then he shrugged out of his jacket and started stripping off weapons. Blind him, he was tired.
First the 9mm clipped to his belt, then unbuttoning his shirt and removing the Glock hidden under his left shoulder and the knife under his right. They joined the gun on the nightstand. He sat down and took off his boots, then unfastened the calf holster that held his other Glock. Laying it with the rest of his weapons, he raked his fingers through his hair, then looked at his wife.
<"We need to talk, sweetheart,"> he told her, switching to Gaelic as they always did when they were alone.
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| We Killz U With Cute |
[23 Jun 2009|06:15pm] |
Who: Zoe and Lilo
Where: Circean Delight, then Zoe's room
When: Afternoon
Zoe had just dropped off a couple of plates at a table. Chef Blackthorne was making sure everybody ate well at least. She and Nik were still helping out in the kitchen and serving, because the help was needed badly.
She smiled at the people and refilled their water, before heading back to the waitress station to drop off her pitcher. She was wondering if Lilo was actually going to come by. It would be nice to have some girl company for awhile. She loved hanging out with Nik and his brothers (especially Nik), but sometimes, she just needed girl time. Even if Ios would let her make him up into a pretty princess.
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| Meeting |
[23 Jun 2009|10:06pm] |
Who: Sean, EVERYONE
Where: Apollon Grace Theater
When: mid evening (9ish)
Sean had called the meeting two hours ago over the shipwide system. He'd send word through the intranet as well.
He stepped up to the podium that had been set on the stage. Looking out over the audience was mildly hindered by the spotlight, but the seats were far from filled. Even with a good number of the remaining passengers here, thee numbers were about two hundred and some on board still. "First, the good news. Just a short while ago tonight, two people were married in the chapel. Jean-Baptiste Calvert and Adelia Zora Forster took their vows. Any happy news these days is welcomed."
Sean gripped either side of the podium and leaned forward, trying to look at each face the lights would alow. "Now for the business. Okay folks, we can't fool around anymore. We have a little over a dozen security volunteers. Not enough to patrol us all spread out. We have no choice. We ARE moving to the A and B decks. That's where security will roam. Making sure all rooms on a floor are full also means you have neighbors on either side to go to for help. A and B decks are most defendible. The staterooms are the same general size as the ones we have now, diminished only by a small kitchen area. It isn't as fancy as our current rooms. No vases or flowers, but they'll be comfortable. The rest of the ship will be as usual during the daytime. It is still suggested that you stay in groups during the day, but other than that, do what you want short of grabbing fire axes and trying to otherwise endanger yourselves or others."
Sean took a deep breath. This was the part he really disliked. It went against the grain of his whole being, however; it was needed. "If you refuse to move, then you're on your own at night. we can't spare the security detail and with most people moving for increased safety, you'll be more isolated. We can't force you to move. The choice is yours. But people are still dissapearing."
And there's a killer out there. He'll know the people who don't move are more vulnerable. Sean couldn't be everywhere at once. This was individual choice.
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| Getting Into Trouble |
[23 Jun 2009|10:36pm] |
Who: Molly and Savannah (open)
Where: here and there
When: Afternoon
Molly had made a suggestion. 'Wanna do something we really shouldn't? It'll be an adventure."
That was how she and Savannah ended up looking for the plumbing supply closet. In Molly's denim bag she had a keycard replicator thingy. She's made it from a pilfered computer from the cyber cafe.
"I'm making a tick tock of water and air. Music will whistle the hour." Molly explained as they tried to sneak around, easily getting past the 'employees only' door. In her head the Mission Impossible theme played. "We need half inch copper pipe, a soldering gun and solder, a pipe cutter, elbow pipes, plumber's tape..." She rattled off the list.
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