test content
Logo
What is the Arc Client?
Install Arc
Howdy, Stranger!
kuntel Arc User
Reactions
Comments
-
*Arachan blushes a bit more, his eyes turning a dark, dark grey, meaning... bad thoughts, until they clear to a light green for embarrassment.* Arachan: U-uh, sure. I'll be there in a minute! *He cuts the link and hurries to her quarters.* *** Alex: I read the deck plans. *** Jackson: Hmm... blow it up?
-
Arachan: Do you want to continue our... date? *He blushes as he twirls his chair around.* *** Alex: Hmm? *He blinks awake.* Alex: Oh, it's alright. *** Jackson: Like a captain and their chair... *He smiles as he runs algorithms.*
-
*Arachan sighs and shakes his head, sitting down. He then calls Sakura.* Arachan: Commander Avalon? *** *Alex is sitting in a chair on the bridge, slightly dosing.* *** *Jackson is with Amelei.*
-
Arachan: I knew about Ragnar's familial situation before I sent him away.
-
Arachan: This "quack", as you put it so kindly, sent an emotionally unstable man to safety rather than him risk his life in an invasion. I do feel sorry for Miss Ashley, but my priorityvat the time was making sure he was safe and on the path to recovery. *He glares at Rose's frost.* Arachan: Besides, I do not think that…
-
Arachan: Actually, no, you two seem surprisingly normal considering the amount of f*cked up both of you have been through. I'm angry because you two seem to have it in your dense skulls that I sent that poor man away just for sh*ts and giggles, am I right? *His eyes are a dark red.*
-
*Arachan shoos everyone but the two Roses out. He closes the door, then turns to them with an annoyed expression himself.* Arachan: So, can you two tell me why I wanted to talk to you? Or do I need to spell it out?
-
Kuntel: Mm hmm... *He leans in and kisses her.*
-
Kuntel: Oooo.... *He smiles.* Kuntel; I love it when you say that.
-
Arachan: Both, preferably. *He smiles.*
-
Arachan: Mrs. Rose? Could you come here for a second, please?
-
*Arachan blinks, then focuses on Ashley.* Arachan: I told him to take as long as he needs, and to stay clear of violent situations due to his position. To tell you the truth? I have no real idea how long it will be for him. *He smiles apologetically.*
-
*Arachan smiles a little sadly.* Arachan: I'm sorry, hon. He's... Been solitary for most of his life,this is something he needs to do alone. I guess. I just told him he needed to get out of the house for a bit, see some things.
-
Arachan: Woah woah woah. *He smiles and holds up his hands, his eyes turning purple.* Arachan: I just said that he was getting depressed because he felt useless. He needed to go do something to help someone before... well, that's patient confidentiality. *** Kuntel: Oh, oh... *He smiles.* Kuntel: I thought you meant these…
-
Arachan: Ragnar? Why is she interested in Ragnar? *** Kuntel: Huh? Used what? *He looks around, confused.*
-
*Arachan blinks.* Arachan: Excuse me ma'am? Could you clarify?
-
*The door opens, and they see the smooth, calming interior of a counselors office. Arachan sits up with a smile, his eyes changing to a light brown.* Arachan: Hello, ladies, how may I help you?
-
Kuntel: Well, I could try, but I don't think these would work. *He gestures at his chest.*
-
TRIBBLE: WAH! Kuntel: Uhm, no? *He smiles conciliatorily.*
-
Kuntel: So? I'm pretty sure that I'm the better looking sight. *He smiles jokingly at her.*
-
Kuntel: Coming dear! *He smiles as he leaps up and goes over to snuggle with them all.*
-
*TRIBBLE blinks.* TRIBBLE:... Wah! *This is followed by a starfish like stretch.* Kuntel: Oh, like you don't love it. *He smiles at her.*
-
*Kuntel fakes getting hit by something bigger, and falls on the ground theatrically.* Kuntel: Oh my! I hath been strucketh down by my own wife!
-
*Inside the box is a note saying 'Ha, ha, ha! I got you!' and a picture of the thing it is suspected to be.* Kuntel: Planning on having fun without me? *** *Arachan yawns and stretches at his desk, wondering what to do know that preliminaries were done.* Arachan: Maybe call Sakura for another date? Hmmm....
-
*The box, surprisingly, feels lighter than it should.* *** *Arachan hums a song lightly as he gets settled into his office on the Guardian class ship.* Arachan: I kinda wonder how that Ragnar guy is doing. Hope he feels better...
-
*The box is long and slightly slender, and does nothing.* TRIBBLE: Mamamusic...
-
TRIBBLE: WAH!
-
*Ezri is in a crib... and a box is on the bed.*
-
Kuntel: Nope. It's in the room.
-
Kuntel: I think it said it was for you.... *He smiles knowingly.*