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{Sticky note} You will be wanted on the bridge earlier than 0800.
My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.
“—The what now?”
( what on earth was the bridge? it didn’t seem to ring any bells, and as his eyes looked around, he found a sign pointing in the direction of somewhere with a diagram of what looked like a bridge. he started in that direction, checking his watch for the time — 7:30am. Good. He’d be there on time. )
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The intercom beeps on the Captain's chair, Cyn's voice coming out of the message. "Hey dad! Ugh, I feel like I've been studying for two days straight. I need a pizza injection stat."
When the intercom beeps, James’s head turns towards the noise and he laughs a little when Cyn’s voice comes through. “I’ll send one up, through the vent. Watch out for it, kay?”
Deacon says: Jimmy! I need a snow day! Stop working so hard and let's go inner tubing or snowboarding or something.
“— I can’t help it. These reports have got to be done by tonight and I’m nowhere near finished. Why don’t you come down and help me? Get it done quicker?”
[text] Just want you to know, my father wants to meet you
[text] Papa Vulcan wants to meet me? Sounds .. enjoyable.
this is so weird and random but i get really nervous when i see you on my dash because i really love your blog. and even though we've rped before and even somehow formed quite a ship i think, it's totally nerve-wrecking for me to rp with you. or .. get myself to reply to your open's because you're so much quality and ugh. my point is. you're great and i love you. sorry for being an idiot.
i love you too, random nonnie. seriously, you shouldn’t be so nervous though. i’ll never reject you, don’t worry about that. i don’t want people to be afraid of me, though. that’s the problem i’m having with this “quality” tag, because people seem to be afraid to approach. please don’t be afraid to approach me nonnie, reply to my open’s, send me asks, do stuff and plot! i’m not scary i pwomise ^3^
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Cyn opens her door wide and points the phaser at her dad, firing a virtual snowball that leaves cold white powder on the front of his suit. "Snowball phaser setting!" She grins wide in victory.
As soon as he see’s the phaser, his hands are up in the air in a surrendering mode, but then he notices the white powder on his chest and laughs slightly. “That’s amazing, Cyn. ‘m proud of you,” he mumbles, ruffling her hair gently.
Amy rolled her eyes and nudged the captain, "Merry Christmas Cap'n." She smiled. [I feel like I'm smothering you I'm sorry.]
Jim grinned when he felt himself being nudged and he wrapped his arm loosely around the woman’s shoulder, nodding his head slightly. “Merry Christmas to you an’ all.”
Cyn says. "Dad, I made something for Christmas. Come and see!"
"What did you make, sweetheart?" Jim grinned, following behind his excited teenager.
