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*Leaps up into a salute.* TRIBBLE: Sorry about your dog, sir! I'm sure it'll turn up eventually, sir! *He looks around.* TRIBBLE: What? *Most of the Engineering deck bursts into laughter.*
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*Murmurs more about dogs and interdimensional particle physics. Then something about an admiral and sorry.*
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Sari: I've been trying to get him to go back on the Vienna, but he won't listen, or wake up. *TRIBBLE murmurs something about a dog.*
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*TRIBBLE is passed out in a chair, Sari trying to wake him.*
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*Smiles and sets the pages down back under the book, picking up the pen and starting again.* I've fallen in love with an anime nut.... so lucky to meet one of my own kind.
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*Runs some fingers over the delicate lines, and looks at them with an appraising eye. He sees... skill? Even in the bad ones?*
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*Tilts head and picks up the book, setting the pen down.*
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*Smiles.* Thank you computer. That'll be all. *Turns and walks to her desk, sitting down and writing the letter, half expecting Jade to walk in at some point, giving up on Worffan.*
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What is the most requested genre? Clarification: Genre as in Medieval, Renaissance, Modern.... Anime?
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How recently?
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*Gives a half smile, thinking he's on to something.* Computer, has Captain Jade expressed any interest in artistic endeavors?
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*Sighs and looks at third. Hopefully he can learn something about her... maybe surprise her with her favorite color? Sighs again.*
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*Looks at the first and second most replicated.*
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*Smiles mischeviously.* What colors, specifically? Please?
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*Black.* Why do these replicators have no common sense?
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*tries to replicate a fountain pen after taking the paper off the replicator.*
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*... White. White paper.*
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*Frowns and walks over to the replicator, trying to replicate some paper.*
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OOC: And he's asleep. *Walks off to the Captain;s quarter's to find some paper and a pen.*
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*Sighs and hangs head.* God damn it, Worffan. .... That reminds me. I need to write my resignation letters.
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*Squints.* I think ones missing here... *Touches a finger lightly to her neck.* TRIBBLE: No she isn't. *Raises eyebrow.* Me: And you would know how?
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TRIBBLE: Pressing the buttons! *He does so, and Jade and I disappear from the previous dimension, appearing in the cargo bay.* TRIBBLE: It worked! And you aren't missing bits!
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*Kisses mother on the check then wraps an arm around Jade's shoulders, waiting.*
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OOC: Sorry, woke up this morning to the database error apocalypse. Maria: I mean, it's only if Kun asks the question. Me: Mutter! Maria: Don't you mutter me, boy. *Rolls eyes. And smiles.* Me: Whatever you say, By the way, Vatter is in a meeting with the Generals. Maria: He's always in a meeting. But anyway, don't you have…
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*She takes it and shakes it gently.* It was a pleasure to meet you as well. *She smiles.* Perhaps the next time we meet, you might be wearing white?
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Perfect place, perfect time, you mean. *Walks back in in regular clothes and a suitcase.* Ready to go?
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Viola: Good riddance. *Maria smacks her.*
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Esteves: Steve, get off my chest. Your hurting me.... Steve: *Gasp!* YOU'RE ALIVE?! Esteves: TRIBBLE only hit my arm..
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*Walks out.* *The weapon is like a revolver, only instead of a cartridge for the bullets, it has a power cell that glows orange in the front. Other than that, it looks like something Wyatt Earp would have.* *Steve is crying over Esteves' body.*
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*Blinks.* Uhm... I don't know. What'll be faster? Tailor: If you shut up and come with me for a few minutes. Me: Okay. Sorry about that outburst, by the way. Just a little... Tailor: I understand. We all get like that. *Nods, then hurries over and gives Jade a quick kiss.* Me: See you in a few minutes, then we're gone.