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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #45 on: March 19, 2019, 02:26:45 PM »
Lieutenant Junior Grade Lance "Janus" Callaeros
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Why can't the Dalkarns remind him of a fluffy pillow right now?


Listening to her responses Lance was starting to piece together that she had her own concerns on the matter.  He gave an amused look at the situation as he could tell the shoot straight comment was directed at the sudden lesbian surprises that had shown up almost overnight on Chaer it felt like.  He took a sip of the tea again as he headed in the direction of the cafeteria with Jenny if she chose to follow.  Lance having cleared his head needed a good bite of food.

"Nah, you're just a fluffy pillow of good and honest attitude Jenny," he said sweetly taking a jab at her callsign.  "If anything I think we need more cooler heads like you, it would make my role as a JG just nothing more then extra paperwork then," he added with a faint smile now as he needed food now.  The range had helped greatly as Lance stepped into the mess with her spotting Poacher, Scarlet, Frost, Knave, Drone.  A solid assortment, though he could taste some of the tension as he grabbed a tray and began loading it with fish, a little pasta, and some of the fruits preferring more higher calorie offerings here.  He did get his coffee as well.

Don't let the small height fool you, Lance could out-eat a lot of people, if anyone saw his training at the gym it was understandable.  He did take a seat on the other side of Nilke and gave her a light elbow a kind of light....'We Chill?' silent question.
« Last Edit: March 24, 2019, 02:52:26 AM by Lance »
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #46 on: March 19, 2019, 02:41:16 PM »
Ensign Keiko "Fluff" Skylark
ONWARDS TO CARBOTOPOLIS!


She was surprised at the enthusiastic response from Mjuiri but brightened just a hint and gave her own happy Keiko approved, this girl belongs in an anime, smile right back at the zolan now.  Keiko nodding as she hopped off the lift and grabbed the trash before heading with Mjuiri to the cafeteria, foooooood, yessss, we needs it!  Keiko was definitely in better spirits from the conversation as she moved almost with a little bit of a bounce to her step. The girl really did wear her heart on her sleeves and it was clear something had triggered her worries.

Once the cafeteria destination was arrived to?  BRUNCH PLATE!  Waffles, delicious and lovely waffles that were BURIED in syrup, butter, and powdered sugar.  Ooooo was that scrambled eggs?  Yes please which Keiko added more cheese to it yes melted gooey cheese goodness.  A couple hashbrowns with those awesome onions in them, seriously those were delicious.  GASP!  There was still a fruit parfait!  Happy Keiko!  Add that to her tray, some bacon, some sausage, no less then two kinds of juice, and one strawberry milk.    Is what she wanted but....

CARBOTOPOLIS IS A LIE! ;-;

Yes sweet innocent Keiko was betrayed!  And now initiate full SULK KEIKO MODE!  Stupid fish, stupid pasta, stupid fruit, and there wasn't even a strawberry milk anywhere!  How is a girl supposed to get her carbs if there is no carb options!  She was going to go get a case of instant ramen smuggled in for this betrayal of trust the military had on her stomach!

She joined the table where the crowd seemed to be growing and sat her PDA on the table.  Buzz buzz...hmm?  She glanced at a private alert on it.  Tch...Code Monkey was nosing around again...maybe she should hack his alarm for giggles....nahhh to mean spirited....oh oh wait, what if she changed his alarm preference and put in a sound bite instead!  Yessss brilliant Keiko!
« Last Edit: March 24, 2019, 02:54:17 AM by Lance »
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #47 on: March 19, 2019, 03:19:19 PM »
OOC: This post is meant to take place before Lance and Keiko make their way into the mess hall. :D

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ENS Nilke "Scarlet" Dalkarn
Hungry, hungry hip...pilot.

The red-haired pilot sat down next to Baressa at the table Drone directed them to, setting the tray down before her. It wasn't long before she picked up the spork sitting next to the plates full of food, digging into her meal with a hungry soldier's gusto.

After all, if Drone's behaviour earned her a face full of tray within the near future, the red-haired pilot settled on not allowing all that mouth-watering food from going straight into the waste bin.

Her eyes fixed on Drone as she poked at her own meal, a moan nearly escaped Nilke's lips as her stomach took note of the presence of food within. The red-haired pilot settled on taking a deep breath instead as her fellow pilot began talking.
Nilke couldn't help but arch one eyebrow upon listening to Drone's apology, not really expecting to hear anything along the lines of that, and turned to look at Baressa as she voiced a reply.

Interpreting Baressa's editing of past events as an attempt to protect Alma -her comment on Tweak out-butching Drone wouldn't have been well received either-, Nilke quickly decided to set things straight. She didn't know Drone very well, but she knew that she'd keep asking and probing around as she tried to figure out what'd made her EWO lose it. Keeping her from knowing that Alma'd been present at the time would most likely end in trouble down the line.

After all, she knew first hand just how attached pilots and EWOs were, a fact that her single-seater friend probably wasn't all that familiar with. 

"Just so you know, my sister was at the barber shop too." Nilke then set her spork down so she could point her index finger at Drone before continuing. "But... before you storm off out of here and try to track her down so you can start yelling and threatening her, which is something I would definitely advise you against doing, I can tell you for a fact that she doesn't know what made your EWO lose it."

A brief pause ensued as Nilke turned to taking a sip of her soda, giving herself some time to phrase what she wanted to say next without sharing any more information than absolutely necessary.

"For what it's worth, my sister did tell me that Tweak was wondering about what kissing a girl felt like, though."

Yay. Go diplomacy.

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #48 on: March 22, 2019, 10:35:18 AM »
OOC: Also before the entrance of additonal company, as indicated by the GM.

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Ruth "Drone" Rigga
Mess hall


Ruth gave Poacher a sceptical look as she suggested Tweak had cut her own hair, voluntarily. That didn't seem like Jayla at all after all.

"Why? Did she say someone forced her?"

Ruth looked taken aback. "Well no... She doesn't say much at all. But come on, something like that... that isn't something normal people do to themselves just like that." she replied, shaking her head.

"Just so you know, my sister was at the barber shop too."

As Scarlet added that piece of information, Ruth's expression lighted up at the mention of a new lead, but soon as she leaned forward to get up Scarlet interjected with more information. Though really it was more assumptions on Ruth's behaviour rather than any worthwhile information. Still she did need to get at least some of her food down before going, so she decided to stay a while longer, taking another bite of her food.

"For what it's worth, my sister did tell me that Tweak was wondering about what kissing a girl felt like, though."

Ruth gave Scarlet a tired look. "Reeeeeaally? Come on, I'm trying to be serious here..."

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #49 on: March 22, 2019, 02:18:29 PM »
ENS Nilke "Scarlet" Dalkarn
Nobel Peace Prize Candidate 

Nilke rolled her eyes as Drone let her know in no uncertain terms that she thought her to be joking in regards to her EWO's apparent newly found interest.

The red-haired pilot shrugged as she set the can full of soda back on the tray. "Yes. Really." She stated flatly, her eyes fixed on Drone's. Part of her wanted to add something in regards to how she would've started singing praises about Drone's flying skills had she been in a joking mood, but Nilke settled on maintaining the diplomatic veneer that Baressa'd set earler on for their impromptu meeting of sorts.

"Just a tidbit I thought you'd like to know before the whole CSI routine gets you in trouble."
 
Picking up the spork sitting on her tray, Nilke went back to her food, glancing at Baressa as a second -and most likely final- assault on her pasta began.

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #50 on: March 24, 2019, 11:21:38 PM »
Ens Baressa *Poacher* Chardona

As she butters a biscuit she looks from Nilke to Ruth "Honestly she likely panicked when you flipped out on her for getting her hair cut after seeing you lose it earlier Drone."
when at first you don't succeed your obviously not leading the target enough !!

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #51 on: March 25, 2019, 08:13:48 AM »
ENS Zeliha "Knight" Kragl
Ugly-sleep

She had been mostly asleep when her pilot decided to join her. Whatever. Zeliha had been back asleep within moments; ugly-sleep sort of asleep, complete with drooling and awkward positioning. It was amazing that she didn't have a crick in her neck nor sore muscles given the funky position she woke up in. She blinked several times, finally clearing the sleep from her eyes as she rubbed them. Lance had said something in Zentradi before he left, but she couldn't remember for the life of her what he had said.

A smirk crossed her lips, then a fit of giggles hit her. Hearty laughter replaced the giggles as she fell out of her bunk, landing with a thud and an "oof" that was quickly replaced by more laughter. She flailed at her desk, yanking at the cord charging her PDA which promptly jerked the device down onto her face with a smack. A grunt left Zeliha's lips, replaced by a smirk as she snatched up the PDA then began a message to Lance.

"Where'd you go," She spoke aloud as she composed the message, "Senpai? Kissy-face." She hammered her thumb down harder than she needed to onto the touch screen, "Send!" Zeliha was very proud of herself for remembering the human term senpai, and given how complex life had become with her pilot she thought it was apt to apply. Weren't there animated shows with similar premises?

The sort of melodramatics Lance was experiencing were supposed to only happen in movies and holo-dramas. Zeliha was understanding, but that didn't mean she wouldn't give her pilot a hard time. That was the cost of the close relationship she had with him; they were there for each other, but they were worse than siblings when it came to teasing. It was a good relationship, she mused, if atypical for humans and zentradi.

Zeliha looked at the time on her PDA, swearing to herself as she sprung to her feet. She needed to get her run in and still have time for at least coffee in the mess. She'd snag a shower in the gym, she told herself, as her sleeping clothes became airborne while she donned her gym attire. Fucking-fuck! She should have been up an hour ago. She jogged to the gym, near leaping onto the first free treadmill. Four quick kilometers should be good, double-time. She'd hate herself, but she'd get in that cardio with enough time to spare for coffee. As the machine set its pace, Zeliha got into her grove-- it'd be a good day, because she'd make it good.

If nothing else, the post-workout cold shower would be stellar.
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #52 on: March 25, 2019, 03:22:03 PM »
Ruth "Drone" Rigga
Mess hall


For some odd reason Scarlet actually looked serious when she said "Yes. Really.". With most anyone else Ruth would have assumed it was just an act, but she knew Scarlet as an impulsive hearth-say-body-do kind of person and acting didn't seem a skill she would be very good at. Still, what she had said made no sense, leaving Ruth to think about how that misconception could have come to be.

Poachers comment "Honestly she likely panicked when you flipped out on her <...>" made Ruth switch her focus to her, mouth opening as if to reply but catching sight of Janus seeming to walk up to their table gave her pause. Curiously he decided to sit down with them despite their off to the side table, joining in on them by sitting down next to Scarlet.

"Seems our conversation is done." Ruth commented flatly. "Poacher, Scarlet" She gave each of them a polite nod. "Lt." Lance didn't get much of a nod.

Ruth collected her plate with her half finished meal and rose to leave, heading out and back towards her bunk unless anyone did anything to stop her.

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #53 on: March 26, 2019, 03:07:50 PM »
OOC: In an attempt to tie stuff together a bit here, lets say this happens after Drone leaves, so if someone wanted to stop Drone and say something that can probably happen before this but it would probably be preferable if that was kept brief so interaction can continue with all assembled characters ^^

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Mjuiri "Void" Kavryn
Mess Hall


Finishing up her duties in the maintenance hangar, delegating the few remaining things, making sure reports would get sent to her as soon as they where made available, Mjuiri followed the pink haired Ensign to the mess hall. Food and sleep; important things not to be missed out on

The whole way from the hangar area to the mess hall, Ensign Skylark had pretty much bounced along exuding a surprising amount energy given the students' recent workload. The excitement seemed to hold right up until they reached the actual meal options. Mjuiri couldn't recall ever having seen quite that level of visible disappointment before as all Skylark's excitement and energy just seemed to drain away in an instant, replaced with what could best be described as a murderously accusing stare at... the fish, it looked like. No wait... that stare doesn't discriminate. She hates it all.

Food in hand, Mjuiri moved to follow Keiko and sit down wherever she sat down, which seemed to be with Ensign Chardona, Ensign Nilke and Lt Callaeros. Still dressed in her plain work coverall from her tasks with maintenance she unceremoniously plopped down by the table offering a simple but enthusiastic "Hey!" as she did so, her dead eyes contrasting the enthusiastic greeting as they sweept briefly over each the gathered students.

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #54 on: March 29, 2019, 11:57:55 AM »
ENS Baressa *Poacher* Chardona
Happy consumer of tasty food

  Pondering if Drone had really absorbed any of what she had been told she watched her get up and leave, for a moment before resuming her tasty meal. While she chewed she put those thoughts aside as she noted Void approach with her own meal and take a seat at the table and nodded in greeting "Hi there Void, long day for you too I see?"
when at first you don't succeed your obviously not leading the target enough !!

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #55 on: April 02, 2019, 04:44:02 AM »
2055.08.24 Tuesday 12:55 GST/05:55 Local Time Tuesday Morning
Scorpii 18 System
Planet Buthridas
Training Carrier Chaerilidae


Ensign Jayla "Tweak" Harm
Deck 04 Gymnasium


Jayla had been in the gym since VTAQ-11 had been dismissed at 11:00 GST, only having paused to strip from her flight suit to her workout clothes in the locker room.  Every muscle in her body burned, Meltran endurance or not.  Tweak kept pushing anyway, telling herself that if she just could get tired enough she wouldn't have to feel anything.  Twenty minutes in it was apparent that her body was beyond its capacity for more cardio, and so she'd moved on weights.  For a time, focusing on assessing what her worn body could handle was enough to keep her thoughts from drifting to the unease and pain inside.  Then there were the reps, and the counting, a slow rhythm to dull her thoughts.  Each set and each machine gave Jayla a short respite before inevitably her thoughts would shift to what likely awaited her in her room.

The pain turn to despair and anger, and finally Jayla abandoned the weights to once again take her frustrations out on the punching bag.  She'd failed to notice Zeliha when she'd walked in, but spotting her on the treadmill no gave her cause to stop a moment.  Hesitantly she approached her from behind, blushing to herself when she realized where she was looking, and circled to the front of Zeliha's treadmill.  "Uh, hey Knight...I didn't see you come in...say...you didn't see Drone in the halls on your way in, did you?"
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #56 on: April 02, 2019, 08:19:36 PM »
ENS Nilke "Scarlet" Dalkarn
Destroyer of meals 

As expected, Nilke trucked through the meal before her with a soldier's gusto, looking at Drone as the small mound of pasta sitting on her plate came dangerously close to disappearing entirely. Her fellow pilot listened to Baressa's follow up comment in regards to the possibility of her reaction scaring the bejesus out of her EWO -a sound theory in Nilke's opinion- yet Drone chose to keep whatever reply that came to mind to herself as she spotted something or someone approaching from the looks of it.

Following Drone's line of sight, Nilke turned around enough to catch sight of Lance as he approached their table, tray in hand, and sat down next to her a moment later.

The slight nudge to her side that followed made Nilke frown slightly at first before offering him a quick smile, letting her friend know that things were okay between them.

Probably looking for confirmation that you won't try and tear him a new one for a second time. The red-haired pilot thought, the sting of shame that followed the realization making her cheeks redden slightly.

Nilke then proceeded to take a mental note not to forget e-mailing his dad on the pocky care package meant as a gift for Lance, nodding as Drone excused herself a moment later.

The arrival of Mjuiri, clad in a wrench spinner's overalls proved to be a bit of a surprise for Nilke, albeit a welcomed one.

Nilke nodded as Baressa greeted her, waiting for the Zolan to voice a reply.
 

ENS Alma "Mouse" Dalkarn
Anti-Crush Armor Mk. 1's Field Test

Alma stepped through the hatch leading into Chaerilidae's mess hall behind a small group of what she assumed to be drone operators, clad in their duty uniforms. They appeared to be sharing bits of gossip between them, the sheer amount of giggling involved hinting at some juicy bits being traded, yet any actual details of their conversation escaped the red-haired EWO's attention.

Right that moment, Alma felt at peace with herself, like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders and despite the sheer exhaustion coursing her body. The small smile she'd been sporting ever since leaving Faye's office -adding the 'Miss' before her name still felt odd- didn't falter as she watched the group of young women change direction shortly upon entering, heading straight for the food line.

The smell of warm food beckoned much like a magnet pulling on iron shavings, and made the red-haired EWO hesitate for a second before she stopped walking altogether. Food could wait she decided, and the fare served between meals would do just fine if it came to that.

A glance around the mess hall revealed a few familar faces and, most important of all, it let her know that Lance was sitting next to her sister at a table off to the side of the mess hall. The red-haired EWO then settled on walking away from the section of the chow hall occupied by her fellow air crews in hopes of keeping anyone familiar from spotting her, and chuckled slightly at the faint taste of adrenaline in the back of her mouth as she walked.

Part of the old you. She told herself.There's nothing wrong about wanting some privacy, Alma.

Choosing an empty table that offered a decidedly restricted view of a blond head of hair sitting in the distance next to a red-coloured mane, Alma sat down. 

This'll do. She thought to herself.
   
"I don't need you Lance." She whispered, a few times over.
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #57 on: April 03, 2019, 06:34:48 PM »
Mjuiri "Void" Kavryn
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"Hi there Void, long day for you too I see?"

"And I'm just the help!" Mjuiri replied, immediately setting in on her food. "The full time instructors..." she continued between mouthfuls of food "are still busy." Food continued to be consumed at a steady, efficient and somewhat mechanical fashion. "At least I get the fun stuff" she commented, briefly pausing the mechanical food shovelling motion to pinch her coveralls before resuming. "...and I snuck away early" a slight grin contrasting her expressionless eyes. "How you liking space so far? Great right?"

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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #58 on: April 05, 2019, 11:28:02 AM »
Ens. Baressa *Poacher* Chardona

Chuckles wryly at the response "I like it fine, as long as my bird actually has ordinance loaded for the mission." she replied referring to the previous exercise that sent them with only gun pods into an asteroid field with a rogue Zentran fleet hiding in it." takes another bite and chews it thoughtfully "Though the lack of missiles did make me wish I was flying something with more internal weapons, like a VF-14, or jack the tri-barrels off an old Rau suit."

While she ate she noted the entrance of Nilke's sister and that she apparently wasn't in a social mood as she angled for an empty table, shrugging she turned her attention back to Void and Scarlet "So do you want to be a full timer then Void?"
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Re: 2055.08.24 Tuesday
« Reply #59 on: April 05, 2019, 07:09:24 PM »
Mjuiri "Void" Kavryn
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"I like it fine, as long as my bird actually has ordinance loaded for the mission."

Mjuiri shrugged at the comments about wishing for other load outs, steadily making progress with the food on her plate. "You have what you have. Wishes do nothing and hesitation means death, so you do what you can with what you have." For once Mjuiri's expression matched her eyes, taking on a melancholic tone, as she added "We die when we die." in a lower voice, almost as if saying it more to herself than her conversation partner. "'Sides what took out Cass... uh... 'Pocky' was a body tackle by an old junky 11, right?" Mjuiri grinned at that, the brief expression of melancholy gone except for those unchanging eyes of hers.

"So do you want to be a full timer then Void?"

The reply took a while on account of another mouthful of food. "A full time what? Instructor here? No. Too stationary, and way too much planet stuff. Most bad stuff happens on or in the immediate vicinity of planets. I've been through quite a bit of action with quite a few outfits and... bad stuff almost always happen on or near planets." She paused for a bit as if hesitating on whether or not she should expand on that, but evidently decided not to as she put another mouthful of food in instead. While Mjuiri didn't exactly believe in shielding people from reality, the kind of bad stuff she was referring to might not be the thing to bring up spontaneously at the dinner table.