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Post by Maj. Deborah Vasset on Jan 29, 2008 10:27:56 GMT -5
"Do you have to kill the animal or can the meat be raw? If it being only raw that should not be too difficult then. And then someone in data controll could add to your replicator the types of meat you like."
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Post by MCpt. Wind Storm to~Sivao on Jan 29, 2008 16:17:39 GMT -5
"No I don't have to kill it, thou when I have the chance it would be nice, I prefer my meat Raw, but can eat cooked" he says "Hunting for food keeps me sharp, but the Halo Decks is not as good as a planet" he says taking a drinking of water
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Post by drayce on Jan 31, 2008 19:47:15 GMT -5
She started laughing, "You should be glad I'm not the jealous type. And no if ya not noticed I don't share well." she picked up her beer and took a drink. "You bring out such silliness in me Drayce. Keep this up and I'll not be teh serious Marine I was, unless it was always hiding." she lightly kissed his cheek. Listening to her cross conversation with Wind Storm, he smiles a mischieviously impish half smile, and looks at Summer Mist, "I have no idea what she's talking about. Every since I've met her, she's been the playful type. She likes to tease, so be careful. She's one firecracker of a woman. Sometimes, even more impressive than a nova to watch!" |
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Post by Maj. Deborah Vasset on Feb 8, 2008 14:16:18 GMT -5
"I never went hunting. Unless it was survival training and it was the only way to get food." She said to Wind Storm to~Sivao.
"And you sir, a firecracker am I. Well then maybe I need to putting another under you." She started to laugh. "But at least, I'm more impressive than a nova, so thats a start."
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Post by MCpt. Wind Storm to~Sivao on Feb 9, 2008 0:03:20 GMT -5
Listens to Summerday as he teases about Deb his tali spirals into a helix, then he Listens to Deb's reply
He looks at Deb then back to Summerday "yes she is more impressive than a nova to watch" he says to Him
Looking Back a Deb "I would invite you on a Hunt, but I doubt I concentrate on the Hunt" he smiles "the View would be to pleasing" he says
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Post by drayce on Feb 12, 2008 23:49:02 GMT -5
Reaching out to twirls a thick strand of her red hair around his fingers, and teasinly draw her in to him, "Yes, you are definitely more interesting than a nova for the moment. More volitiel, and much lovelier."
He grins at her with a sloppy half grin, and when she's close enough, kisses her a peck on the cheek, letting his breath tickle her ear in the process.
"And, I think more exciteable. Though, I'm not certain that's a good thing."
Letting go of her hair, and drawing back to look in her eyes, "Or is it? I'll have to experiment, and decide in a little while after all the tests are run."
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Post by Maj. Deborah Vasset on Feb 17, 2008 16:07:18 GMT -5
"Will ya be listening to the two of ya. I must admit it sound nice but really gentlemen." Her eyes sparkle as she teases them both.
When he kisses her cheek she turns and looks at him smiling then returns a kiss of her own.
Well now Mr Summersbay, don't go rushing those now. I think they might be fun.""
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Post by drayce on Apr 19, 2008 9:40:42 GMT -5
Smiling a little, secretive smile, he leans forward and breathes in her ear, before moving back around to tease her in a kiss he never lets connect. Finally, he speaks, his lips brushing hers, "Rushing? Am I rushing? I am so.." his com badge goes off, as he tries to finish the statement.
Standing up, a frown of consternation on his face, his ever-so-expressive eyes and lips showing his agitation, he taps it. "Ensign Summersday, am I over due for my shift?"
his voice carrying a rasp of exasperation which was about to be aggrivated into irritation with the reply, "No, Ensign. But, you are wanted on a subspace call immediately."
Looking around, he frowns, and finally finds a terminal. "Send it through to Ten Forward. I'll t ake it in here."
Moving over to the console, he keys in his access code, and waits for the incoming comuncation to be routed down to the terminal. When the picture forms, he slumps into the chair nearby, and just stares.
"Dracy, I am sorry to inform you of this now, but you have to come immeidiately. " his mother's voice issues from the speakers thick with emotion, the sounds of frying circuits, and small explosions heard in the back ground. Her face showing soot, and other signs of a reciently won fight with an onboard fire.
the image wavers as she continues, "I don't know if I'll be able to get this through. I'm sending it out on the emergency channel, because it's the only way I know will even get out. we had an.." she hesitates, and looks around once more, as if looking for someone she knows should be there, but won't be.. ever again... "Accident. Your father's been hurt. Severely. I'm not entirely certain if I'm all right, but I can't afford to be sick right now. We've got to get back towards a starbase, and keep praying someone will reach us in time."
The image wavers again, then is covered briefly by static before reforming, but the light in the image has darkened. "I don't know if we have enough life support for both of us. And I don't trust the engines. We were caught in an exploding Nova, son. Find us, and come quickly."
Her voice picked up a tone of dispare and pleading, "Don't let us drift out here forever. Find us!"
The image cut off sharply, and he stood, not even acknowledging anyone else in the room. His face drawn and pale as he rushes back out to his quarters, and the one thing that might help. His notebook with the transponder code for his parent's ship. Grabbing that, and nothing else, he bolted down the corrodor, slamming into a turbolift, and waiting impatiently for it to decend to the flight deck.
Calling up to the bridge his intentions, he ran to a shuttle, and after checking that it had warp, climbed in. Before he could take the matters into his own hands, the forcefield was released, and he was told to take care. He'd be missed while he was gone.
Releasing the forcefield protecting the shuttle bay with out checking for anyone else present, he launched the shuttle, and set it max warp for the last known location of his own for where his parents were supposed to be.
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Post by MCpt. Wind Storm to~Sivao on Apr 19, 2008 10:41:25 GMT -5
Wind Storm was about to answer Deborah when he heard Drayce's Com go off, Wind Storm then sees Drayce stand up and he sees the frown of consternation on his face, and his agitation showing
Drayce has it sent to 10 Fwd and fines a terminal, Wind Storm watches him then hearing a females voice "Dracy, I am sorry to inform you of this now, but you have to come immediately" it said, He could hear the voice full of emotion and the sounds of explosions
Wind Storms realizes its Drayce's mother when he hears "Accident. Your father's been hurt. Severely. I'm not entirely certain if I'm all right, but I can't afford to be sick right now. We've got to get back toward a starbase, and keep praying someone will reach us in time" he hears the the com cut off then back on ""I don't know if we have enough life support for both of us. And I don't trust the engines. We were caught in an exploding Nova, son. Find us, and come quickly" Wind Storms Ears stand up has he thinks "That is not good"
He looks at Drayce wanting to say something but didn't interrupt him, Drayce and Deborah were so far the only ones to talk with him off duty
Then he picked up a tone of dispare and pleading has he heard her say "Don't let us drift out here forever. Find us!" Wind Storm could sense the Fear, shock, and desperation in Drayce as he watched him the transmission cut off sharply, and Drayce stood, not even acknowledging anyone else in the room. His face drawn and pale as he quickly exits 10 Fwd, Wind Strom was sensing deep concern and Worry from Deborah as well
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Post by drayce on Jun 30, 2008 22:18:17 GMT -5
After a thorough scrubbing, a long soak, and a quick shave and an end to his duty shift, he enters the lounge looking forward to having a variety of selections to choose from.
Looking around, he smiles his sloppy half smile, and nods. "Now this is what I call a good ship. Even Mom and Dad don't have it this good. "
Frowing a little, he thinks back on how they were when he left them, "that is, unless they are on a station. I just hope they get smart and STAY on a station this time!" He mutters to himself, as he watches the ebb and flow of the crew around him.
Though, born on a family ship, he'd come to enjoy the company of a much larger one. Not to mention a particular head of red hair he was missing now.
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Post by Cmdr. Carl Cross on Jul 1, 2008 10:03:37 GMT -5
Carl made his way into the lounge looking around only to really see his new tac officer, he walked towards him and stood there about a foot or two away "lt, how are ya doing today?" He hopes that this far he enjoys his new position because its also a very important one
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Post by MCpt. Wind Storm to~Sivao on Jul 1, 2008 11:04:17 GMT -5
He enters the lounge after spiting in deaths face, and Taking a bath
Seeing Drayce he walks over to him places a paw on his shoulder "Welcome back"
Walks to the Replicator and orders "two Grab Foots raw and Water" takes his meal to a table
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Post by drayce on Jul 1, 2008 14:54:55 GMT -5
Jumping as the paw lands on his shoulder, then hearing Windstorm's "welcome back" he settles down.
Turning, he waits until he's made his order, "Thank you. It's nice to be back. I found I missed the people here."
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Post by Maj. Deborah Vasset on Jul 2, 2008 13:11:38 GMT -5
She walked in very quietly placing her finger on her lips to WinterStorm. She smiled mischivously.
"Ah, so ya be missing us did ya? But no enough to see the one ya left behind. Not surprised am I. A handsome fellow as yourself must have had many girls gawking at ya and feeding your ego."
She had to fight herself not to laugh.
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Post by MCpt. Wind Storm to~Sivao on Jul 2, 2008 14:07:42 GMT -5
He spots Deborah she places a fingerer to her lips and smiled mischievously he nods letting her know he understood
He listens to Deborah talk to Drayce and fought to keep from spiraling his tail in a helix which is how his people show happiness/humor
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