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OOC: Un enlisted as in, people not technically in Starfleet, but on the ship. Meaning all civies. Ensigns are officers, technically, and are enlisted.
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Alistair: Alright. Computer, override command prompt 001 made by Dr. A. Duhr. Authorization beta, alpha, psi, zeta, alpha, psi, 2, 3, 4, 2. Computer: Command accepted. *The door opens.* Alistair: By the way, I'll be doing the cursory psych evals for a while. Starting un-enlisted and ensign up. *This is the opposite way of…
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Alistair: That all you gonna do? *He leans against a doorjam.*
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*Alistair raises and unaccusing eyebrow.* Alistair: I would assume 'he' would be your fianc
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OOC: Sorry I've been gone for a while... wouldn't have been able to keep up with this thread due to school and band practice and games to midnight every Friday... could someone fill me in on what's happened? I'll try and explain where my chars have been after that.
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Alistair: What do you mean? You approved my transfer papers two days ago.
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*He smiles. It's a kind one, and the laugh lines form around his bright blue eyes.* Man: My name is Dr. Alistair Duhr. I'm your new psychologist and ship counselor. *He salutes, lightly touching his hand to his long, sand coloured hair.*
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Voice: I'm over here. *A man waves his hand from the turbolift.*
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Voice: I take offense to being called non-excitant.
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OOC:... That's the point.
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Computer: The ship's counselor has advised to keep you out for your mental health.
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*The door bings.* Computer: Please describe your meaning for entering.
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*Jade finds the door to her Ready Room locked.*
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*Door is locked.*
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*Kisses her.* Take a bath. It helps. *Walks off.*
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I got that. My people did invent the tech all by them selves. Unlike some idiots... *Looks toward a Regime ship...* Anyway, I'll get the travel and the invites.
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You can put forth money, but no. Brother or not, you're not helping. *Glares at Shadow.*
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Not. Planning. Sh*t. If we let you anywhere near, you'd have a betazoid wedding going before we could say 'N-'...
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No. Weddings should be planned by the bride and groom. Not the bride, groom, and homicidal friend.
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Oh no! You will not be helping, thank you.
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*Pulls her into his arms in the same motion as pulling her up. Kisses her.* Let's get started, then! Come on!
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OOC:.... Actually, Jakob said that. But okay. Well... let's hurry then. *Takes her hand and and pulls her up.*
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What are you talking about? *Frowns and stands. Then holds out a hand for her.*
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OOC: Sounds like a position for me!:P Now that she's gone. Let's get going.
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Yeah... we should do that.
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Movie? Go swim somehow? Shoot things in the holodeck?
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Fine... Mayeb we could just finish lunch and go do something?
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True.... could commandeer a shuttle and just run off into the unknown.
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Why don't we kick it in theballs and go live on Risa? Makes a better story...
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Why do crises always start when we start acting like normal people? *Sighs.*