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Sunday, April 27th, 2008
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8:24p - Goodbye and Thanks for all the Fish!
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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11:21p - Breaky time!
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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11:25p - Rock on! ROCK OUT!
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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11:40p - Game o'pool
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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