I will keep you safe

Daniel Hadley, Chief Security Officer, USS Enterprise.

[entrsira-blog]

The pool was always nice. No matter how crowded it was, he could always find a spot comfortable enough to lounge about, to exercise a bit, whatever. Water helped him ‘stay with his feet on the ground’, as he had heard people say. It was funny to him too, only thinking about that made a smile crawl its way to his lips.

Whatever. After a long shift, he pretty much wandered to Kiara and Gretchen, or Zelda, or the pool. And even if he didn’t jump in, he would be content with watching whoever was around do laps in the water, his feet splashing by a far corner. Such as he was doing at the moment.

Until he saw the figure emerge, and immediately recognized the tuft of hair. He tensed, then forced himself to relax, then fidgeted and fumbled with his towel as he looked anywhere but at Hadley. But he couldn’t exactly hide, could he?

He remembered the petting. That had been nice. He could’ve turned into the damn puppy—

"Hey," he waved his hand lazily, moving his legs and throwing him a shy smile. If he had turned into the dog, he was sure his ears would be drooped. "Sir! I mean— hello. Yeah, hello. Sorry to disturb," although he had done nothing to actually disturb him. Oh, crap. 

[entrhadley]

"Hello." Daniel smiled as Sira waved, roughing the towel over his hair again before draping it over his shoulder. "You know, you don't need to call me Sir when we're off duty." There was a tiny hint of amusement in the Brit's eyes and he smiled again, feeling very chilled after his swim. Or maybe he was just tired out from all the exercise?

"You didn't disturb me, there's plenty of pool for us both. The water is perfect tonight, if you were thinking of going in?" He tilted his head, realising that he didn't know much about his young Security team member. In fact other than knowledge of their official files, he didn't know any of his team on a more personal level. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but Sira always seemed on edge whenever he was around and Dan was awkward enough for the both of them.

[entrhadley]

Finding the pool empty hadn't been such a surprise to Hadley as he might have initially thought, but the peaceful atmosphere was welcome. It seemed most of his ship mates preferred to be sociable during their down time. Meaning all the rec rooms were buzzing with chatter as were the bars. He'd spent time in his own quarters, reading a little and drawing. But he'd needed more physical activity to take the edge off the boredom that was starting to creep up on him of an evening.

Since the Gorn, the Med-bay, the grounding and the investigations, it felt almost surreal to be back into a regular schedule. But working his shift had been a welcome relief to the tedium that had set in while Enterprise had been stuck in Earth Orbit; and the laps he now swam were another way to keep himself occupied.

The water was refreshing and the work out much needed after his stay in medical. He always preferred to keep himself as fit as possible, some of his peers at the Academy often called him out on this. But when it meant he could run faster to escape the wrath of those Kirk had decided to prank, Daniel could live with the teasing.

A quick look at his wrist chrono told him it was getting late and he swam lazily to his belongings at the pool's edge, pulling himself up out of the water to sit on the side. Feet still dabbling as he ran a towel over his face.

[brielarsan]

[rp-memes]

Send me a symbol, and I will write a drabble of:

☂ : Our characters getting caught in the rain together & the turnout

❤ : Our characters falling in love- or if they have, doing something romantic

☑ : Our characters taking a survey of some sort together.

☤: My muse having to take your to the hospital, reason may vary.

✉: My muse writing a letter to yours, or replying to one your’s sent.

✘: Our muse’s getting into an argument or a fight

♂/♀ : Our muse’s switching gender, if they are the same gender, they both turning into the opposite together.

♪: Our muses singing in a karaoke bar, song may vary.

☏: Our muses talking on the phone about ( You may choose)

✿: My muse giving yours flowers.

✄: Our muses playing rock paper scissors.

[may0osh]

♔ ANDREW GARFIELD GIF HUNT ♔

Under the cut you will find #315, small/medium, HQ gifs of the amazing Andrew Garfield. None of these gifs were made by me. all credits belong to the awesome makers. A like or reblog would make me very happy because it took me hours to finish this hunt.

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[entrhadley]

3,4, 10 - 15, 27, 32, 37, 45- 49

3: Usually he runs and swims when he can and also uses the gym. He spars with anyone willing, also.4: His workspace and room are both clean, however his quarters are slightly less tidy than his office. Everything has it’s own place, but they don’t necessarily have to be back in them before Dan goes to sleep.10: He can be neurotic about how he does his job, wanting everything to be done as precisely as possible, but he doesn’t recognise it as such.11: Reading and drawing.12: Dan can’t remember his first kiss, it was at a party and he’d been fed alcohol.13: He can appreciate beauty in both sexes/all species, but he has only had desire to follow up that attraction twice and both times have been with a female. He doesn’t think sexuality should be an issue for anyone, or even come into the equation when forming opinions of people.14: Though McCoy fixed him up, Daniel has three faint scars across his torso from where a Gorn’s claws definitely got too close for comfort. He also has a scar on his right forearm from a childhood incident.15: Biggest and smallest short term goal? Let me get back to you on this.27: Daniel’s biggest regret is not being home when his Grandmother died.32: Material possessions he doesn’t class as too important, though he would feel some sense of loss if he were to lose his skateboard or some of the books his Grandmother gave him.37: He is more analytical.45: Dan expresses his thoughts mostly through words.46: Someone who challenges him, makes him laugh, maybe a little reckless, but not overly so.47: He’s not expressed romantic love very often (twice in fact), but it tends to be similar to how he expresses platonic/familial love i.e. cares about them, worries about them.48: He mixes techniques and adapts to opponents and his surroundings to use them to his advantage. 49: He’s not afraid to die, there’s no particular reason for this, he just doesn’t think much about death.

[andrewgarfield-daily]

At best, making films and plays, and telling stories, and writing books, at the end of the day it’s important and it may not be as important as other things, but people want to see themselves reflected and feel like they’re not alone. If I’m going to do any job, I want to do it to the best of my ability and be as generous as possible.

[entrspock-blog]

✍ for both of mine :)

here ya go B^)

[entrhadley]

I will cherish this forever.

[entrhadley]

[entrhadley]

slurred words - sira, Tonia

Sira: Hey.. I jus' got that joke.. you're funny.. I'm not drunk. Shh. *pats him on the back* You're a good guy. Did you see the puppy?Tonia: Lovely... lovely... *gives his beer a suspicious look* you're gettin' me drunk! S'fine. I'm not. See? *touches the tip of his nose with his finger* Haha.

[entrhadley]

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

[entrsira-blog]

No no, no owners. Sira hoped he wouldn’t go around the ship asking people if they knew him or not. What if someone decided to keep him?

What if Hadley decided to keep him?

Entirely lost on his troubling thoughts and entirely concerned over his, well, boss being the one who was petting him, he didn’t realize one of his paws had been scratching along his side as Hadley rubbed at his fur, until he complied with him. What else could he do? 

Carefully raising his nose to sniff at him, he could only blink in confusion and— suddenly, he licked his nose. There was a faint scent of chocolate and nice perfume on him. He’d have to find out if the CSO had gotten, as humans said, ‘lucky’ with someone.

With this in mind, Sira barked happily.

[entrhadley]

As the little dog sat down, Hadley gave it an appreciative smile. "Well done. You're more obedient than some of my team."

Daniel had always wanted a dog when he was younger, he'd never been allowed one, and looking back he knew it was probably for the best. His Father had been away from home with Starfleet and his Mother wasn't exactly a pet person.

As he was sniffed again, he chuckled, wondering what the pup could smell. He'd showered and grabbed a snack since his shift had ended, and pulled on a sweater Tonia had borrowed a couple of days earlier. The happy bark made him grin and he petted the little creature again. "You're so cute, I hope you're not lost. Are you just exploring?" He tickled behind his ears again, quite happy to sit and play for a while.

[entrsira-blog]

Well. Apparently small dogs couldn't really identify people (no, that's just /you/ Sira) so he ended up sniffing at the hand, pawing at it playfully until he looked up.

Oh, God.

Sira froze on his spot, which he later realised probably looked ridiculous, but it happened regardless-- of course he had no ID, not at the moment at least. And he couldn't exactly turn back, could he? He'd already messed it up once. And he had yet to recover from that awkward joke.

He blinked, then nudged Hadley's hand for more petting. Hadley, of all people. Maybe a little more attention wouldn't hurt?

[entrhadley]

Smiling as the pup pawed his hand, he took that as permission to scratch behind his ears. Giving a confused frown as the small dog froze on the spot for a moment and pulling his hand back, just in case he decided to nip his fingers. Dan didn't want to go back to medical for anything too soon. His recent stay had been long enough for the next five years... if they were ever allowed back into space.

When his hand was nudged, he apologised, "sorry, boy, I got lost in my thoughts then, didn't I?" Smoothing the soft fur beneath his fingers, he shifted to sit cross legged on the floor, back against the bulkhead, so he wouldn't be in the way.

"I suppose I should really find your owner, unless of course you somehow managed to sneak on board." Looking down at the little pup, Daniel puzzled over it's appearance. Certainly, he didn't have the stray look about him, he was clean and seemed healthy enough. Gently he scratched under the dog's chin, smoothing the fur down after. "Can you sit? Sit down."

[mrssylargray]

The 2014 GQ Gentlemen’s Ball

[ride-rpg]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

[entrhadley]

1: What does their bedroom look like? 2: Do they have any daily rituals? 3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often? 4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy? 5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.) 6: Eating habits and sample daily menu 7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time 8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging 9: Makeup? 10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such? 11: Intellectual pursuits? 12. First kiss memory? 13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general? 14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.) 15: Biggest and smallest short term goal? 16: Biggest and smallest long term goal? 17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress 18: Favorite beverage? 19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night? 20. Do they dream or have nightmares? If so what of? 21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs? 22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen? 23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life? 24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all? 25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today? 26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout? 27: What is their biggest regret? 28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? 29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?) 30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies) 31: Most prized possession? 32: Thoughts on material possessions in general? 33: Concept of home and family? 34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) 35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time? 36: What makes them feel guilty? 37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making? 38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained? 39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither? 40: How misanthropic are they? 41: Hobbies? 42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education? 43: Religion? 44: Superstitions or views on the occult? 45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds? 46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal? 47: How do they express love? 48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like? 49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

[entrhadley]

"Am I cleared to leave?" Hadley's question was out as soon as the CMO walked into the room that had been his temporarily during his stay in Medical. It wasn't that he was eager to be out... much. He'd already changed into real clothes, to spare himself any further embarrassment from semi-nudity, and gathered together the notes and what was left of the chocolates his crew-mates had gifted him.

Looking across at the older male, he briefly considered using the expression Tonia liked to call 'doe eyes' on McCoy; but seeing as the Doctor had a young daughter on board, he doubted it would work. "I feel, like, 95% fit." Daniel gave a half smile, knowing full well that lying and saying he was 100% definitely wouldn't wash with the physician.

Short of begging, he wasn't sure what else to say to convince McCoy to discharge him. Other than stating that this was the agreed date and he had been taking up bed space for long enough. Momentarily, he considered bribery, but he didn't have much chocolate left and he wasn't even sure Bones ate it. Instead he shoved his hands into his pockets and stood awkwardly by his bed. Hoping that the little case of his missing cast wouldn't be brought up. Bygones and all that.

[entrsira-blog]

Back in Luna, he had seen a small pack of children gathering around a small dog baby, all of them squealing with delight, petting it, carrying it around and feeding it ‘treats’. For some reason it intrigued him, perhaps, admittedly, made him feel a little jealous of all the attention it was getting.

Anyway. His shift had ended with him becoming a walking embarrassment in front of Hadley. He’d never try to say a joke again, clearly he had no grasp of those strange human words. And then his mood had worsened, to say the least.

So he figured, well, why not?

Sira turned into one of those things to see what the fuss was all about.

He padded around the hallways, sniffing at the floor, following the scent of food and a strong perfume that made his stomach rumble and his tongue (weird!) flicker out to lick his own nose. And he would have kept following it, had he not spotted someone familiar, and ran up to them, tail wagging on its own accord.

[entrhadley]

He was supposed to be on lighter shift patterns ever since they'd been grounded and he'd finally been let out of sick bay; and on pain of death from both McCoy and Tonia, he'd been behaving himself. Which was why he was wandering the corridor, somewhat aimlessly, as he decided what to do with himself after his shift's end.

In a temporary lack of attention, he found himself walking into that corridor. All signs of the firefight had long since been erased, as had any evidence of death or injury. But somehow, even though it looked exactly as it had before the incident, he still felt an uncomfortable sensation slide down his spine. Reaching out, his fingertips barely brushed the bulkhead where Tonia had hit it, before he shook his head and let his hand drop. Don't think about it.

Snapping himself back to the present, he started forward again, taking the closest turbolift back up a few decks. He'd only just stepped out of the lift when a small furry being ran up to his ankles. "Well, hello there." Crouching down he held his hand out to the puppy, showing it he wouldn't cause harm before patting his head gently. "Now where did you come from, hmm? You don't have an id collar... are you supposed to be on board?"