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Indie Multimuse RP blog for 4 OCs | Star Wars and Star Trek | Selective, 18+ | Penned by Sleepy (she/her)
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Day 22(?lmao ok) - Garak Spies a Young Doctor - First of hopefully many artworks to come, in the now established Star Trek Sundays. (Or maybe it should be Sci-Fi Sundays?)
Early Season 1 Garashir. A day or two before Garak actually goes up to meet Julian.
PS. Fancy architecture cause I aint looking at those goddamn Star Trek interior stills anymore. Give me life! Where my flowers even at?? Thinking of all types of interior redesigns tbh.
Taeron had reservations about working with law enforcement. Officers could be arrogant and he was given little flexibility, but the pay was usually good. If for nothing else, he enjoyed consulting for them because it gave him a chance to impart some of his knowledge and correct them when they were being smug. This time he’d been called in to help investigate a series of gunships that had been remotely armed and began firing inside a hanger in the city.
“That’s all right. We weren’t waiting long,” he responded. He followed slightly behind her as they made their way to her office. This was the first time he’d been called in to take part in the whole investigation, rather than a fragment of the work that needed expert input. He felt out of his depth, and he anxiously shifted where he stood just inside the door.
He knew he ought to say something, but he was dragging his feet. “…How long have you been an investigator?”
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Padmé Amidala’s wardrobe in Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith (2005) dir. George Lucas
A Joined Trill on a space station in the far reaches of the alpha quadrant…
Indie Jadzia Dax from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine | Selective, 18+ | Penned by Sleepy (she/her)
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/author's note: sorry this is late! i finally am able to get this out and i'm sorry if anything seems bad on my end with writing, i'm not a good writer but i did my best with this!
The thunderous applause of the audience reached her ears. Taking a step towards the front of the platform, not so much as close to where she could fall, but enough to where she could see the audience better. Serena took a small bow before thanking the audience. Heading off to her dressing room, she went to change out of the white evening gown she had worn and change into some more comfortable clothing. She didn't really feel like mingling with anyone, so taking the small harp that she kept in her case, she headed out of the concert hall and into the streets of the bustling city.
As she walked away from the concert hall, she could hear a small beeping from her comm. Of all the times for a call at this hour? She was tired and had no intentions of doing anything else that night except sleeping. But, she answered it anyway. Serena held the small comm in her hand as she looked at the head officer. "What is it now?" She grumbled. The officer gave her a stern look before placing his hands behind his back. "I will explain everything down at headquarters, I need you to come immediately," he replied to her. Serena sighed and ran a hand through her hair, not answering immediately. "Fine, I will be there," she sighed before quickly going to her speeder, packing her instrument and other bag away, she immediately headed to headquarters. She walked up the long steps to the office. "Yes, what is it...?" Serene poked her head into the officer's office.
Taeron had reservations about working with law enforcement. Officers could be arrogant and he was given little flexibility, but the pay was usually good. If for nothing else, he enjoyed consulting for them because it gave him a chance to impart some of his knowledge and correct them when they were being smug. This time he’d been called in to help investigate a series of gunships that had been remotely armed and began firing inside a hanger in the city.
Taeron was reading the case information the chief had given him on a holopad and waiting for the detective to arrive. He looked up when the door slid open. As the chief gave her a rundown of the situation, he sat silently. Then, “This is Taeron. He’s a weapons system designer that we call in occasionally to assist. Something was suspicious with the gunship programming, so he’s here to help.” When he was addressed, he stood up.
“Yes. I’m Taeron. Pleased to meet you,” he said to her. “And you’re the detective? Miss…?” He trailed off. All that information and he hadn’t been given her name.
Serena was nodding her head as she listened to what the head officer was saying. Gunships firing within the city? Her mind began to wander to memories of gunships shooting their heavy laser canons onto her home planet. That was so far away and so long ago…what could possibly cause the malfunctions of the gunships? She soon came back into reality when the officer handed her the data pad with information. She nodded to the officer beforehand before turning to Taeron.
Serena gazed at him with her soft brown eyes as Taeron greeted her. She gave a soft smile for a moment, holding out her hand. “I am Serena Duproré. It’s nice to meet you, Taeron,” she held out her hand to him. To be quite honest, it seems this whole investigation wouldn’t turn out as bad as she thought it would be. Maybe just maybe, they’d get to the bottom of this with his level of knowledge.
Taeron shook her hand firmly. “I look forward to working with you,” he said stiffly. He enjoyed formality. It made sense, there was a script; but meeting new people was always difficult for him. Since she was the detective assigned to the case, he’d be deferring to her judgement and operating on her terms. It was for that reason he seldom consulted, but he appreciated the feeling of helping people and solving problems. It made him feel useful and got him into the world and out of his dimly lit workshop.
“If you’d like to show me to your office, we can get started. The chief has also suggested we make our way to the location of the incident as soon as possible.” This came with a grunt of affirmation from the officer. He was a stocky man with a kind face but a sharp voice. Taeron secretly liked him. He had gravitas and earned your respect without demanding it. He wasn’t so sure about this investigator, though. She seemed young and… distracted? He couldn’t say. Perhaps time would tell.
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/author's note: sorry this is late! i finally am able to get this out and i'm sorry if anything seems bad on my end with writing, i'm not a good writer but i did my best with this!
The thunderous applause of the audience reached her ears. Taking a step towards the front of the platform, not so much as close to where she could fall, but enough to where she could see the audience better. Serena took a small bow before thanking the audience. Heading off to her dressing room, she went to change out of the white evening gown she had worn and change into some more comfortable clothing. She didn't really feel like mingling with anyone, so taking the small harp that she kept in her case, she headed out of the concert hall and into the streets of the bustling city.
As she walked away from the concert hall, she could hear a small beeping from her comm. Of all the times for a call at this hour? She was tired and had no intentions of doing anything else that night except sleeping. But, she answered it anyway. Serena held the small comm in her hand as she looked at the head officer. "What is it now?" She grumbled. The officer gave her a stern look before placing his hands behind his back. "I will explain everything down at headquarters, I need you to come immediately," he replied to her. Serena sighed and ran a hand through her hair, not answering immediately. "Fine, I will be there," she sighed before quickly going to her speeder, packing her instrument and other bag away, she immediately headed to headquarters. She walked up the long steps to the office. "Yes, what is it...?" Serene poked her head into the officer's office.
Taeron had reservations about working with law enforcement. Officers could be arrogant and he was given little flexibility, but the pay was usually good. If for nothing else, he enjoyed consulting for them because it gave him a chance to impart some of his knowledge and correct them when they were being smug. This time he’d been called in to help investigate a series of gunships that had been remotely armed and began firing inside a hanger in the city.
Taeron was reading the case information the chief had given him on a holopad and waiting for the detective to arrive. He looked up when the door slid open. As the chief gave her a rundown of the situation, he sat silently. Then, “This is Taeron. He’s a weapons system designer that we call in occasionally to assist. Something was suspicious with the gunship programming, so he’s here to help.” When he was addressed, he stood up.
“Yes. I’m Taeron. Pleased to meet you,” he said to her. “And you’re the detective? Miss…?” He trailed off. All that information and he hadn’t been given her name.
Considering adding some canon muses to this blog!!!! Might be fun >:)
Okay! I’m going to add an AOS/SNW James T. Kirk, Jadzia Dax from Deep Space Nine, and Princess Leia. Please give me a few days to set up their abouts and verses, but if you’d like to start something with any of them let me know and we can get to plotting.
Lil update: I’m going to make side blogs for these characters, I think! I’ll @ them in a reblog
Jadzia Dax: @symbiontdax
James T. Kirk: @dauntlesscaptn
!!! Can’t wait to get started with these two
Considering adding some canon muses to this blog!!!! Might be fun >:)
Okay! I’m going to add an AOS/SNW James T. Kirk, Jadzia Dax from Deep Space Nine, and Princess Leia. Please give me a few days to set up their abouts and verses, but if you’d like to start something with any of them let me know and we can get to plotting.
Lil update: I’m going to make side blogs for these characters, I think! I’ll @ them in a reblog
Considering adding some canon muses to this blog!!!! Might be fun >:)
Okay! I’m going to add an AOS/SNW James T. Kirk, Jadzia Dax from Deep Space Nine, and Princess Leia. Please give me a few days to set up their abouts and verses, but if you’d like to start something with any of them let me know and we can get to plotting.
Hi! Sorry about being gone the last few days, I went on an impulsive little 4-day trip for my birthday and I just got back. Can’t wait to get back to updating this page and hopefully getting some threads started. I hope you all had a great week! :)
Considering adding some canon muses to this blog!!!! Might be fun >:)
considering rebooting this blog again
hi! okay, I have updated my Mun and Rules page. I think I’m ready to start plotting but I will likely make more changes to my Muses and Verses pages within the next few days/week. I look forward to writing with you :)
considering rebooting this blog again
Some Mandalorian inspired Ahsoka sketches
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Fingers slid across the fabric of his pajamas. Her touch was indocitave of comfort, he picked up on that. The contact sent a shiver through him. “Hmm,” he hummed thoughtfully, “I did start it, but you could have discouraged me at any moment, my dear,” he replied with earnest. “I get the feeling your little jabs like that are an indication of fondness, however. You love making people dance for their dinner, don’t you?” He asked, a teasing tone accompanying his words.
“Oh, I don’t know, perhaps.” She replied softly, demurely avoiding his gaze with. a small smile. “I don’t really do things like this, ever.” She began to wish she did because this was so nice; being in someone’s arms, close and intimate. Whatever had caused her restlessness before was the farthest thing from her mind. “…may I kiss you again?”
Proteus smiled fondly. “Ah, happy to enable a little adventurousness,” he replied. Holding her made him brim with warmth-or perhaps that was the alcohol, though it’s effects were dimming now. Her question surprised him, but he was nonetheless happy to oblige her request. “Absolutely, Miss Beros.” He curled his fingers lightly in her hair, allowing her to make the move, but still leaning in towards her.
