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[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

White Chalice, there are two things i'd like to submit to you for...No. I'm sorry, I need to be more assertive about this. [She clears her throat and begins reading off a sheet of paper.]

Th-The following safety standards are necessary to be followed by anyone using the hangar bays. These are n-not optional. [Her nervous stutter, as you can see, is starting to assert itself.] First, do not store objects on high shelves, especially heavy ones, unless they've been strapped or closed in place somehow. We've already had one broken bone b-because of this. Don't leave anything on wheels unsecured. Remember, this is a combat vessel and may have to make evasive maneuvers at any moment.
Any vehicles that you are not at that moment p-piloting must be secured with docking collars. Except in the case of an emergency launch, do not move at more than twelve kilometers per hour in exiting and broadcast that you're launching.

Alright, with that taken care of, i'd like to make a proposal. We have a number of children on board who in civilian life would hopefully be in school. I see no reason why they shouldn't be allowed to continue their education. Of course I wouldn't force any of them. However an education is important to one's future and I don't want any of them to miss out. I propose the formation of a volunteer school for them and for adults wishing to fill in gaps in their own education.
I am qualified to teach medical and many mechanical subjects, but i'll need other teachers and someone to act as the 'principal'.

[Private to Tron Bonne]

I realize we v-view each other as enemies. We're together on this ship though so we must make peace.

(no subject)

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

White Chalice, there are two things i'd like to submit to you for...No. I'm sorry, I need to be more assertive about this. [She clears her throat and begins reading off a sheet of paper.]

Th-The following safety standards are necessary to be followed by anyone using the hangar bays. These are n-not optional. [Her nervous stutter, as you can see, is starting to assert itself.] First, do not store objects on high shelves, especially heavy ones, unless they've been strapped or closed in place somehow. We've already had one broken bone b-because of this. Don't leave anything on wheels unsecured. Remember, this is a combat vessel and may have to make evasive maneuvers at any moment.
Any vehicles that you are not at that moment p-piloting must be secured with docking collars. Except in the case of an emergency launch, do not move at more than twelve kilometers per hour in exiting and broadcast that you're launching.

Alright, with that taken care of, i'd like to make a proposal. We have a number of children on board who in civilian life would hopefully be in school. I see no reason why they shouldn't be allowed to continue their education. Of course I wouldn't force any of them. However an education is important to one's future and I don't want any of them to miss out. I propose the formation of a volunteer school for them and for adults wishing to fill in gaps in their own education.
I am qualified to teach medical and many mechanical subjects, but i'll need other teachers and someone to act as the 'principal'.

[Private to Tron Bonne]

I realize we v-view each other as enemies. We're together on this ship though so we must make peace.

Reports and Stuff

[marinefashion.livejournal.com]

[1] Having sent a long overdue report to Fairy Park, Eri was just leaning back in her chair, thinking about what kind of silly things she could do. There was a lot of stuff that she wanted to get done, and it wasn't like there wasn't a lot of time now. Bother her?


[2] Working on a dress to keep her creative ideas going, Eri continued sewing, working on some various outfits. Sora's outfit was ready all things considered, and she wanted to get more of it done by working out clothing for everyone else. Even the cat again.

Reports and Stuff

[marinefashion.livejournal.com]

[1] Having sent a long overdue report to Fairy Park, Eri was just leaning back in her chair, thinking about what kind of silly things she could do. There was a lot of stuff that she wanted to get done, and it wasn't like there wasn't a lot of time now. Bother her?


[2] Working on a dress to keep her creative ideas going, Eri continued sewing, working on some various outfits. Sora's outfit was ready all things considered, and she wanted to get more of it done by working out clothing for everyone else. Even the cat again.

During and immediately after the Megamax mission

[zetahatsudo.livejournal.com]

[Action: Locked to Sora]

Kamille was nervous. No, beyond nervous. It had been two days since he had last seen Sora in Old Seattle and all but ran away from her in terror. He had no idea why he had done it, but at the time he felt an immense tightness in his chest, and he had to do something. Rather than confront the strange feeling, he fled, trying to escape it, but now he was wondering what he was going to do about this new nerve-wracking situation he had plummeted into.

As soon as he returned to the ship, realization had dawned on him; with that ever constant fear of Julia just popping up out of nowhere to give him hell for whatever he had done to slight her compounded on top of this new debacle, Kamille was now trapped in a cage of paranoia, and he had no real way out. As such, he decided to hide in the one place he could get away with without anyone asking questions: the kitchen.

He wasn't doing any actual cooking in his current state, he was too shaky, so he just cleaned dishes, and was in fact still cleaning them today, despite the primary Chef Tsukasa not around to cook. He was trying to reach a state of zen, a place where his mind was free of worry... except it wouldn't come to him. 'WHY IN GOD'S NAME HAVEN'T YOU DONE SOMETHING YET!?'

[Action: after the first thread, open to everyone]

Kamille and Sora are still in the kitchen, still making out, and completely unaware of the fact that the door is wide open. This is surely not going to be a problem or anything!

Bother the new couple?

During and immediately after the Megamax mission

[zetahatsudo.livejournal.com]

[Action: Locked to Sora]

Kamille was nervous. No, beyond nervous. It had been two days since he had last seen Sora in Old Seattle and all but ran away from her in terror. He had no idea why he had done it, but at the time he felt an immense tightness in his chest, and he had to do something. Rather than confront the strange feeling, he fled, trying to escape it, but now he was wondering what he was going to do about this new nerve-wracking situation he had plummeted into.

As soon as he returned to the ship, realization had dawned on him; with that ever constant fear of Julia just popping up out of nowhere to give him hell for whatever he had done to slight her compounded on top of this new debacle, Kamille was now trapped in a cage of paranoia, and he had no real way out. As such, he decided to hide in the one place he could get away with without anyone asking questions: the kitchen.

He wasn't doing any actual cooking in his current state, he was too shaky, so he just cleaned dishes, and was in fact still cleaning them today, despite the primary Chef Tsukasa not around to cook. He was trying to reach a state of zen, a place where his mind was free of worry... except it wouldn't come to him. 'WHY IN GOD'S NAME HAVEN'T YOU DONE SOMETHING YET!?'

[Action: after the first thread, open to everyone]

Kamille and Sora are still in the kitchen, still making out, and completely unaware of the fact that the door is wide open. This is surely not going to be a problem or anything!

Bother the new couple?

Quiet reading time?

[luvs-scimitars.livejournal.com]

With things related to the SEs coming to a fairly happy end (Devon and Laura's return especially), Azrad can finally afford a little rest. He's recovered since his last mission, but is spending a good amount of his time in the small library of the Chalice instead of the Arboretum. Though the books here are mostly donations, it'll still take him a while to go through all of them...

Then again, it's not like he has anything better to do for now.

Besides simple reading, he also seems to be focusing on the subject of firearms (specifically handguns) more than others. It's a good thing that most of the books here are military-related too.

Bother him or maybe give suggestions?

Quiet reading time?

[luvs-scimitars.livejournal.com]

With things related to the SEs coming to a fairly happy end (Devon and Laura's return especially), Azrad can finally afford a little rest. He's recovered since his last mission, but is spending a good amount of his time in the small library of the Chalice instead of the Arboretum. Though the books here are mostly donations, it'll still take him a while to go through all of them...

Then again, it's not like he has anything better to do for now.

Besides simple reading, he also seems to be focusing on the subject of firearms (specifically handguns) more than others. It's a good thing that most of the books here are military-related too.

Bother him or maybe give suggestions?

A Hunter's Request

[chozo_girl]

[Samus does not usually search for other people. But today, she seems to have made an exception, as the bounty hunter's severe voice appears in the intercom]

This is Aran, making a call to the mechanical personnel of the White Chalice. I wish to speak with you at your earliest convenience. Come to the hangar as soon as you are available. [The way she says it, it sounds more like an order than a favour, though. She sounds severely unamused for some reason]

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Later

[Indeed, soon after, Samus is there, waiting for the people to come. She has a couple laptops laying on a nearby box showing, on one side, what seem to be biological scematics of those Metroid things they've fought - and a bunch of other, saurian creatures. And on the other, what appear to be mechanical blueprints of something. She, however, is just standing there, in wait for the people she called to come.

So if you're one of the many mechanics in this ship, or just curious as to what may be happening to make Samus actually interested in meeting with people (always a rarity), make sure to ask!]

A Hunter's Request

[chozo_girl]

[Samus does not usually search for other people. But today, she seems to have made an exception, as the bounty hunter's severe voice appears in the intercom]

This is Aran, making a call to the mechanical personnel of the White Chalice. I wish to speak with you at your earliest convenience. Come to the hangar as soon as you are available. [The way she says it, it sounds more like an order than a favour, though. She sounds severely unamused for some reason]

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Later

[Indeed, soon after, Samus is there, waiting for the people to come. She has a couple laptops laying on a nearby box showing, on one side, what seem to be biological scematics of those Metroid things they've fought - and a bunch of other, saurian creatures. And on the other, what appear to be mechanical blueprints of something. She, however, is just standing there, in wait for the people she called to come.

So if you're one of the many mechanics in this ship, or just curious as to what may be happening to make Samus actually interested in meeting with people (always a rarity), make sure to ask!]