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The recruits just get younger every year...

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ooc

the semester will be starting again soon which means i'm gonna have to limit my time on tumblr by a loT. it's been a fab three weeks spending all day and night on here with you guys c: c:

i have replies drafted for:

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ltirishman

logicallygreen

nursecchapel

ask-ezri-dax

jamesfuckingkirk

logicandstatistics

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and one starter for romulan-medical

i'll try my best to get on at night and stuff, and i'm sorry in advance for having to wait for me. you're all my favourite babes and i love you~

love,

rosie

ps. THE HOCKEY SEASON STARTS IN 6 DAYS AHHH RED WINGS WILL CRUSH THE BLUES YOU JUST WAIT

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Typically, T'androma was on the bridge three hours before her shift began, and three hours after it ended, meaning she normally worked non-regulation 15 hour days. That left two hours for meditation and seven hours for sleeping. Any time she couldn't (or didn't want to) sleep, her time was spent in the science labs. To anyone else, this might be considered overwhelming, but T'androma wouldn't have had it any other way. All the time she spent on the bridge gave her the benefit of familiarizing herself with most of the crew members that worked there, but nothing was typically said to them unless absolutely necessary. But there was one person in particular who seemed to do his job exceptionally well, and words had yet to be exchanged between the two of them, something T'androma intended to change but never endeavored to do so until now. "Lieutenant Riley," she greeted with a small, polite nod of her head. "I apologize for not having recently made our acquaintance."