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Chief Napi ([info]napithechief) wrote in [info]toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-10-31 21:28:00

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Entry tags:! enterprise, ^ log, chief [napi] | wonder woman

Post-Arrival exploration to find D27
WHO: Chief
WHEN: backdated to 2246.10.15, afternoon/evening, just prior to posting this network post: here
WHERE: Hallway outside Sickbay then D27
SUMMARY: Adjusting after arrival(narrative log)
WARNINGS: N/A


Napi had just left the medbay following his medical exam which had itself followed the temporary compulsory loss of his (admittedly now very old dated and old fashioned) weapons for a week for cataloguing and examination by whoever was in charge of such things. He was intending to head for his new quarters in order to stow his belongings and spend some time in quick thought considering what he could actually offer these people. His smuggling skills would probably be frowned upon, if these people had rules about that sort of thing which he bet they did. His demigod abilities were more geared towards causing mischief and a bit of mayhem rather than anything useful to these people, at least at this time. He did not have a truly though formal education, as he mostly just picked up a few things here and there as interests struck his fancy. Therefore, for now, the Blackfoot demigod of trickery and storytelling would just enjoy this new adventure as it came to him and take in whatever it brought to him with a sense of acceptance and hope.


He slowly made his way from the deck where the Medbay was located to the one on which the traveler’s quarters were located, carefully following the directions on his newly acquired PAAD. Stepping into the turbolift, he spoke slowly, clearly and carefully, “D Deck, please.” When a smooth,computerized female voice responded, “Acknowledged,” and the lift began to move, he was surprised but then again, this was several centuries into the future even from 2017, and eons away from the battlefields of World War I or the very mobile offices of the Code Talkers of World War II. Thinking even so briefly about the world wars in which he’d fought in various ways of course brought to mind thoughts of Diana, Sameer, Charlie and Steve as well as the other code talkers he’d worked with during World War II. He breathed in and out, slowly, a few times in order to refocus and bring his thoughts back to the present.

When the turbolift stopped moving, Napi stepped quickly out of it, and muttered, “D27, D27, D27, where are you D27?” He walked along the hallway of the deck slowly, eyes moving from his PAAD to the numbers posted next to each room as he searched for his new accommodations aboard his new ‘home’. When he finally found it, he stood in front of the door for a long moment, debating whether to knock or just walk right in. After a long pause, Chief knocked once then moved to step into the room, again surprised when the doors automatically open to admit him. Seeing a room with two sets of bedroom furnishings as well a door to what he presumed must be a bathroom, he looked around carefully and saw that half the room was decorated and clearly occupied while the other half was not. He made his way over to the unoccupied bed and sat down on it cross legged. He carefully closed the map on his PAAD and clicked on the button labeled ‘network’. Once it had loaded, he began to type a greeting post. He trashed his first attempt, which was filled with half-truths and some outright lies in favor of one that revealed the truth to all and sundry. After all, if Doctor McCoy, the Medbay staff and When he had finally finished the second attempt to his liking, he posted it.

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