Chrisjen Avasarala.

Indie RP blog for Chrisjen Avasarala of the Expanse. Written by Penny. 18+ required. 21+ preferred. Triggering content may be present. Book & Show friendly; au & crossover & everything else friendly. Multi verse & ship. Follows back from theexpansefcrged.

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Indie rp blog for Avasarala from The Expanse. Written by Penny. Activity varies vastly. Canon, au & crossover friendly. 18+ required. 21+ preferred. Triggering content may be present. Multi verse / multi ship. Follows back from @theexpansefcrged. WIP.

[feelingsoftheday]

It hurts, but I know how to hide it.

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Drafts:

0/2. wanderingguest.

Memes to be continued:

0/1. astrakofe.

Starters:

0/1. coinquinatvs/miller.

0/?. wanderingguest.

0/?. intcthatgoodnight.

0/1. wolfisheart.

0/1. draconisa.

[valiantsword]

a string of welsh profanity joins the movement of catching the drive being tossed his way. he listens with a clenched jaw to the name that's been the bane of his existence since the canterbury. not like he didn't think holden was a bad guy ( no matter what desiderius thought on the matter ) but he was definitely in over his head. whatever they did on that land in montana made holden grow up in the land of romance and fairytales. the real world was probably kicking his idealistic ass right about now, if it hadn't started already.

" oh, love, " a smile dredges up from the depths of his annoyance. " if you think the ideas ever stopped then you never knew me very well. "

in all seriousness, the undersecretary had been damn lucky he was already on earth trying to deal with a few legal matters regarding his child. made his appearance in this elegant hotel room in a much more timely manner and only so he could talk about james holden.

arthur rubs his brow as the digital encryption starts to unravel before his very eyes. " i've only talked to him a few times. quixotic bastard. " not as much anymore, which was a different conversation entirely. " if you give me twenty four hours i can reach out to a contact on tycho who knows him much better. mainly due to, ah, relations with one of the crew members. "

he sets the terminal to the side and slides the data chip into a small pocket sewn into his own sleeve. " what i can tell you right now is the relationship probably isn't what you're worried it is. despite all the names slung johnson's way, the guy's just trying to fix something that can't ever be fixed. he's been using holden to keep peace in the belt. guard dog of sorts. price they're paying for sanctuary on tycho from what i understand. or, what the rumor is with some of the security guys. "

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Truth be told, the profanities didn't even register on Chrisjen's radar. There was far too much of more importance weighing on her thoughts for her to even pretend to be bothered. Even still, she does take the time to shoot him an eye roll at the flirtations that follow. "If you think your goddamn charms are going to work on me in this moment, then you never know me at fucking all," she reminds him. Of course, there's a hint of a lie in those words, and they probably both know it. While she was relentless in the pursuit of whatever her goals were, at any given time, she had a weakness for charm, and humor, and for those that knew there was more to her than her fire.

The other sides of her emotions, and passions, that she so rarely had the chance to indulge in. And whether she wanted to admit it, she'd always had a weakness for romantics. Just ask her husband.

An eyebrow danced upwards at the use of quixotic. "Oh, you have no goddamned idea just how much. Would you like to take a guess as to why his ship is named Rocinante? I'll give you three chances - I bet you'll only need one."

Lips pressed thinner, prim, at the opinions that Arthur had to spout about Fred Johnson. Her own thoughts on the Earther turned OPA leader were well known to them both, and she had enough fights on her plate at the moment without picking one with him she wouldn't win. "That's a guard dog with a pretty fucking but pike to be jousting at whichever enemies Fred Johnson can convince Holden look like fucking windmills." Okay, maybe she couldn't just let it go.

"What sort of relations is this friend of yours having, and with whom? Do I want to know? Actually yes, I would very much like to know, the last thing I need is Holden adding any more hormones and love sick entanglements into this shit show. In fact, I want to know everything. Everything and anything about Holden, his crew. Who he's meeting, and why. Where they're going, what they're hunting down for Johnson, all of it. Everywhere that man goes there's trouble and I find it very difficult to believe that's a goddamn coincidence."

[astrakofe]

@unityfcrged said, ‘ i would love to play cops and robbers , wear a mask , and feel important , but guess what ? recess is over . it’s grown - up time . ’

since the undersecretary stepped onto the rocinante with the walking powersuit all he'd heard was how he needed to do this and that. earth this. mars that. war. there wasn't enough god damned coffee on the boat for him to listen to all of it. even less so not that he'd had a little, uh, mishap with the coffee machine. it happened to look at him the wrong way after he was pissed at naomi.

and now, holden was regretting everything.

pinching the bridge of his nose, the captain shoved down every profane word that was careening through his mind. fingers clench against the thought of putting the tiny older woman in the airlock, if for no other reason than not having to listen to her babble for a few minutes. but, he was the captain. he had his moral code to hold on to.

" i really appreciate how much you need to get back to earth, i do. as soon as we're done on io we'll do our best to... " do what? everyone was going to have their guns pointed at them if someone so much as sniffed the tachi. it wasn't like they could touch down in front of the un and kick her down the ramp.

" i'm not actually sure how to finish that sentence because i don't know where to drop off diplomatic question marks. point me in the direction of safe harbor and we'll drop you off. how's that? "

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Like / reply for a short starter from Avasarala. Please be advised I've only seen about half the show (I am working on a rewatch - watch through) so anything I post will probably be set in the earlier seasons. I don't mind writing stuff with threads / memes in later time periods as I have a gloss over idea of what goes on but I do not have specific reference points for another past the end of season three!

Starters will be probably a small paragraph or so just to get things starter. If you are a multi you must let me know who you would like the starter. Default verse is the Expanse; if you would prefer an au / crossover / other verse let me know what and I will do my best to figure something out if I am familiar with the setting!

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@rubiesintherough / nicholas sent a meme.

❛  when i get out of here, i’m going to kill you. i promise you that.  ❜

"I have to know -- is there some sort of how to be a shitty villain in ten steps or less that all of you worrisome little fuckers attend? Because I am honestly so goddamned tired of hearing the same shitty threats from the same shitty people every time I try and have this conversation with one of you --" An exasperated flap of one hand, before it flutters down to settle at her side. "How many times? A baker's dozen? A hundred? Yet I'm the one still standing -- on the outside of the bars, no less, while you, who would betray his own people, his own world, and for what? Not even some ridiculous infantile idea of honor or nobility, or fighting for a cause, but for goddamn money? No. You won't get out of there, unless I allow it, and as it stands right now, you've not given me a single reason to give half of a rat's ass about you or how long you rot in that prison cell."

[valiantsword]

the cigarette had been stomped out at the building's front door. under certain circumstances, meeting with chrisjen wouldn't make him itch to have another one so soon. somehow, arthur didn't think this was a repeat of some of their previous times together ( not that he wouldn't love to be wrong ). with everything going on in the system, the blonde had a sneaking suspicion she just wanted him for his contacts.

" virile, " both eyebrows go up in the air. plopping down on the edge of the mattress is as much practical as it is the test of an invitation. " at least i have that going for me. " the following smile is easy yet teasing. one of the things he missed most was how creative chrisjen could be with her language. colorful, some might call it.

" so, madam undersecretary. what services do you need of this virile consort? guns? information? bodies? "

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A raspy chortle followed his repetition of the word, a heavy sigh following as she draped herself back against the sharp, uneven edge of the plane of metal attached to the wall that she supposed was meant to be a desk. It was one of the least used areas of the room, she imagined. "Yes, don't let a single word inflate your ego any more than it already is, and don't get any ideas in that pretty little head of yours, Arthur. I do not have the time or energy for anything other than getting to the fucking point."

She withdrew a data chip from the inside of her sleeve, tossing it to him. "Right now? I couldn't begin to say, but we can start with information. The eyes we had on the asset have been taken off the playing board, and we still don't know by who, or why -- not that I would've trusted him as far as my bony little arms could throw him." The spy hadn't been hers, to start with, and she'd trust Errinwright to give her all the information he'd gathered about as much as she'd trust a bear not to shit on her floor. "James Holden. I assume you've heard the name? Fred Johnson," spoken with a remarkably minimal amount of vitriol, "has managed to get his hooks into Holden, and I need to know why. I need to know everything. This boy fancies himself a knight in shining armor and every move he's made so far has done nothing but send more shit into the oncoming storm, even if that isn't his intention, and if he's got Fred fucking Johnson's hand up his ass puppeteering him, it's only going to get goddamn worse."

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@valiantsword gets a starter.

"I would apologize for the accommodations," Chrisjen said with an irritated flap at the hotel room they were meeting in - no tell motel would've been too polite a descriptor, in her opinion. "If I thought you gave a flying fuck."

Dark eyes gave the surroundings one more annoyed once over before her focus pulled back to Arthur. "Should either of us currently be under surveillance, it seems that 'old woman sows belated wild oats with virile consort' sits better with voters than 'under secretary commits corporate espionage'."

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