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Radiation ||Closed with captain-pinkskin ||

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Trip rubs his eyes and looks at the PADD again, his vision has been blurry all day and he’s got a pounding head ache. “I’m sorry sir I can’t read it.” He mutters, handing the PADD back to the Captain. “It’s this awful headache, it’s makin’ my eyes blurry.” He mumbles, he looks over at T’Pol and frowns, just for a second there’d been two of her, glancing over at the Captain. “What? I’m tellin’ both of you I’m fine.” He insists, though at this point he isn’t really sure.

He reaches for the pitcher of water, trying to hide the shaking of his right arm, he’d been unsteady on that side for nearly a week now and he had to admit it was getting worrisome. Still he didn’t think it was anything to go running to Phlox over, he probably just needed to sleep. He lifts the pitcher and almost immediately drops it back onto the table with a heavy ‘thud!’, splashing T’Pol with water. “Dammit.” He curses. “Sorry.” He stands up to start wiping up the water but T’Pol beats him to it.

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The Fire Alarm || closed with captain-pinkskin ||

T’Pol had only been asleep maybe an hour before the fire alarms in the building wake her. She doesn’t even have to think when she grabs her son out of bed and makes her way down the stairs faster then she’s moved in a long while. She watches the other people who live int he apartment building filing out and finds herself standing next to the man who lived across from her. She doesn’t know his name but often when she’s doing school work with her son she’ll see him through the window.  

She wraps her arms even tighter around Avarak, she hadn’t thought to grab a jacket for either of them and now that they’re standing out in the 70 Fahrenheit night it occurs to her how cold it really is. 70 degrees might no be bad for a human but for two Vulcans - one of them a child -it really is quite cold. 

“Mother, can we go inside, it’s cold.” Avarak whines.

“I know, but her must remain here until the firemen say we may return.” T’Pol whispers, holding him tighter.

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| @captain-pinkskin gets a starter for the Warriors AU no asked for |

The brown tabby Maine Coon sat and watched, he always liked getting a rise out of the wild cats when they saw that a house cat sitting on the edge of their territory, just watching them. His ears were perked at attention, his nose trying to catch their scents, but sometimes they just blended in too much with the forest they lived in. Malcolm lifted a light mitten paw and set it on the other side of where he knew the wild cats had marked their border. No one had attacked him yet so he put another paw, then another, until all four were over the border and he purred at himself in delight. No wild cat was going to stop him, it’s not like they owned the woods, they had just said they lived there with their scents. It was hardly a claim at territory, there was no fence or human to protect the lands for them. 

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Southern Summers || Closed with captain-pinkskin ||

@captain-pinkskin Trip steps out of the car in front of a run down, small white house. It's probably not what his friend is used to, the house is small, the yard is a mess and the screen on the porch is falling out in places, but to Trip it's home and after a year away he's more then ready to be back. He pulls his duffle bag out of the trunk and motions for Jonathan to follow him, he can hear his family around the back, but starts up the steps of the front porch. "I told Momma you were comin' so she made up Albert's bed but we'll have to share a room." Trip explains, the house is small, only two bedrooms, his sister technically sleeps in a breeze way. "It ain't much, but uh, it's home."

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@captain-pinkskin "Captain?" T'Pol says into the comm. "I'm sorry to bother you at this hour but there's been an incident in the science labs, we need to quarantine the lab." She gives the ensigns who'd been using the chemical a glance, she's in sickbay with the two of them, both are coughing and covered in chemical burns. "You may wish to join me in sickbay with Ensign Nakamura and Ensign Niketenko."

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writes jon's url on a waterpolo ball and throws it over to you

Do I Follow Them?:  OF COURSE WHY WOULDN”T I

Why Did I Follow Them?:  UM BECAUSE JON IS WHY also you came up in my recommended list.

Do We Role Play?: WE need to do more (we always need to do more) but yeah of course

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Psh the amount of thread ideas I have for us is insane 

An AU Idea For Our Muses: Okay so like, hear me out. Trip and Jon, X-files AU, FBI agents who have to solve the paranormal while no one believes them that there’s aliens here. 

A Song For Our Muses: “Shot Out of A Canon” By Andrew McMahon In The Wilderness

Do I Ship Our Muses?: To put it this way; If there’s any guy Trip would make out with it would be Jon, and yes I’ve indulged in Trip/Jon fics honestly i think everyone has at some point

What I Think About The Mun: Amazing, lets me scream my head canon and AU ideas at them and then screams there’s back it’s amazing.

Overall Opinion: Follow if you’re not already, you will not regret it. 

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