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Len And Harry - Empty Space, And Broken Bones...

Harry, hadn’t long; started his job, as the Enterprises’; personal trainer, and combat coordinator…in-fact, it had; only been, two weeks…but…in the blackness, of space; it sure felt, like a lot longer…

It had been, long enough though; that his compulsory, bi-monthly physical, was due…so…a trip, to medbay; would have to, be made, sooner or later…but Harry, hated anything; that resembled, a hospital…and so…much preferred, that it be later; and so, was keeping; his head down, in order to; get away with, avoiding it; for as long as, he possibly could…

[star-trekker-0013]

Diamond in the Rough (RP with @mcxoy)

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“Okay, let’s see what we have here,” Diana said to herself, taking the plastic bag, pulling out a few crystal samples, and put one under the microscope in her lab.

It had only been a week and a half into the five year mission, and the exploration team had just gotten back from their first planet. With them, they brought back samples of different flora and soil. Thankfully, they also brought back some rocks and crystals.

Tying her hair back in a loose ponytail, she looked through the microscope, centering it in her field of vision. She then turned on the screen next to her, revealing a large, blown up image of the rock formation. Taping a piece of paper to the screen, she started to trace the image’s outline, making sure she got every corner and plane. Granted, she could have just taken a picture, but she was old fashioned.

Hearing chatting outside, she walked away from her work, pressed a button on the wall, and shut the door, before turning back to her work. She could still see the large group of people through the door’s small window, but at least she couldn’t hear them. Diana knew that she should at least try to be social, but she didn’t want to just yet.

[brightestfire]

Hush a bye

Something was very very wrong. Jim knew it the second that the transporter turned on to beam him up from the local planet. He’d sent everyone ahead and so there was the small mercy that at least he wouldn’t have his genes spliced with anybody elses - thanks Bones for that image. But still he couldn’t shake the feeling that something dreadful was about to happen. After it was all over he made a note to remember this feeling because for sure something like this was going to happen again, it was his luck but for the time being he didn’t know anything.  Once his atoms all recombined Jimmy winced. Everything was so bright - this wasn’t home and it certainly wasn’t school or the local hospital so where WAS he. Scrambling off the transporter pad, the little blond child raced around several adults in starfleet uniforms that tried to catch him. Starfleet. Okay, so that was better than nothing and his mom worked for the fleet, maybe she’d sent for him? It wasn’t something he could actually see her doing but what other option was there? Three steps out into the hall and he went face first into the floor. Pants FAR too large for him and even the shoes didn’t fit. It was a fleet uniform so not one of Franks cruel punishments again but how.... He didn’t have time to think about it. He could hear the officers calling for backup and for someone named Dr. McCoy and Jimmy had no desire to meet up with a doctor. Stripping off the everything except the shirt Jimmy ran. Bolting through the halls like a deer before cramming himself into the duct system. He needed time to think. He needed to figure out how to get home before he was missed or it’d mean another beating to the one he was already going to get for failing the math exam.  It wasn’t that he couldn’t have DONE the exam, it’s just that it was SO BORING, that he’d found his mind drifting away. By the time it was over he hadn’t written down a damn thing... and if pissed off his mom.. Frank would have his hide, literally. @mcxoy

[thebookofsands]

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“Yeah they did.” Bones agreed with a derisive huff. He wasn’t wearing more than a simple suit, tie, and  a black Zorro-like mask. But then, who wouldn’t be able to identify the good doctor by voice and mannerisms alone?

“I am so glad I already had an appropriate dress. And masks are surprisingly easy to make, so that didn’t cost much, either. If it had, I probably would not have come.”

Rhee’s floor-length, crimson gown suited her tall, lithe figure. The dress was unadorned save the one embellishment at the waist, which tied in with the rhinestones on her black mask.

“Are you going to dance at all?”

[dumbhickfromiowa-a]

Not enough shore, To much leave || OPEN

Jim slipped out of the base’s bar, hands shipping into the pocket of his jeans as he headed back to the ship’s beam -up point. He watched the various people make their way around him, all doing their own things, a mix of Starfleet, base personnel, civilians and other such groups, from all walks of life.

He was surrounded by people but he never felt more in the middle of nowhere. It was a strange realisation, one that almost stopped him on his tracks. Still, he continued on, shoulders slumped a little, mostly to blend in though.

(Tagging by request. @mcxoy )

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for mcxoy

((OOC: @mcxoy liked my permanent starter call for a starter))

The Doctor walked out of the TARDIS and onto a ship he didn’t recognize.  “I love exploring new ships,” he thought as he walked out and down a passage.

[starofhonor]

“You don’t trust me do you?”

            Steve was old – older than a human should be, older than Vulcans got, hell older than even some trees. And it wasn’t always that he felt that age. His crew kept him young for the most part, they were like family. Just like the families that had come before them and Steve remembered every last one that had come before them. They all held special places in his heart, but for now he allowed himself to relax, to not carry the weight of every family he’d had on his shoulders.                          Standing at the bar the blond drank back Klingon Bloodwine, this far into the neutral zone one could get almost any kind of liquor imaginable and Steve was pleased to find one that actually got him at least a little tipsy. Vulcan Brandy along with Aseir liquor being a few of the other drinks that he enjoyed. Listening to the conversations around the bar he smiled – this was familiar, bars were the same practically everywhere in the great wide universe.               Still there was a fight brewing somewhere behind him to the left and he looked behind him just in time to see the knife coming directly at his face. He wasn’t sure if the man actually meant to attack him because of who he was or if it was just because he was conveniently located but he wasn’t about to stand for it. One punch and the man was laid out on the floor, honestly he hadn’t meant to hit him that hard but apparently he’d stopped the man’s heart.               “Aw Fuck.” He swore and sank down to check the man’s pulse. No one here would care, the one benefit of being in the Neutral Zone but Steve still didn’t like to think that he’d killed someone who didn’t deserve it….    

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THREAD PSA

I have seven threads in my drafts. Below is what I have and with whom. If you want to keep our threads, like this post. If you don’t like this post by this time tomorrow (2pm MST October 7th 2015), I’ll delete our thread

@belleoutofhell - This thing

@thechildoftwoworlds - You Were Warned                                     - Claiming What’s Mine                                     - Impropriety On The Bridge                                     - Affectionate

@logicallyemotional - Observing More Than Stars                                  - Stripper!Verse

To both Spocks, please let me know if you want to keep some of our threads but not others.

EVERY THREAD NOT ON THIS LIST HAS BEEN DROPPED! Mostly because I have no idea what they are or with whom.