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starfleet to the CORE!

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So I’m up to date on the show now but for ease for me I’m moving Rios to @slightlybrcken which is my multimuse. Catch you there!

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So I’m up to date on the show now but for ease for me I’m moving Rios to @slightlybrcken which is my multimuse. Catch you there!

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So I’m up to date on the show now but for ease for me I’m moving Rios to @slightlybrcken which is my multimuse. Catch you there!

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Sorry for disappearing here it’s been a lot the past few weeks and my Poe muse @lightskipped was just a lot louder. Now I got both again. If people do wanna see what I’ve been up to then check out Poe.

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ofgoodconscience‌:

       All familiar to him. Jean-Luc can feel the tension between himself and Rios slowly dissipate. Wariness, certainly, but there’s a level of trust. He’s grateful for that, at least. Whatever had happened to the man to cause him to strike out on his own, it’s reassuring to know that he has an ally in Rios now. “Raffi’s a smart woman,” he agrees. “She can judge a situation in an instant.” Would’ve made a good Captain herself, one day, he thinks. 

“Warmth – not always a necessary quality in a strong leader.” Not necessary, but useful. “But empathy… compassion…” He gives the other a knowing look. “You have to be careful, or you won’t have anyone to keep alive at all. It is not a weakness to rely on other people.” There’s a faint smile on his lips. “But yes, I understand. All too well.”

    While Picard isn’t exactly the kind of man he wishes to follow any more he also won’t turn down his money. The reason doesn’t really matter to him as long as he gets the money in the end. “Very crafty.” His friend has a quick mind and way with people he’d never been able to get. 

“Why rely when you have the means to do it yourself? You can’t betray yourself.” There’s only a handful of people that he would fight for. It seems that this mission is doing nothing but adding to that. “I can see why they gave you command. Always thinking of everyone else.”

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cristobalrios‌:

[ @vidatragica liked for a starter from any EH = Emil (EMH) ]

Rios & Emil (EMH)

“Hold still,” the EMH scolded him as he scanned him with the medical tricorder. “Captain, I know you don’t like the dermal regenerator, but at least let me clean it properly as if we’re at least in the 20th century you’re so fond of if you’re not going to use 23rd century technology. Pouring alcohol on open wounds is a start but not enough.”

“The alcohol will be fine.” Cristóbal sighed but let the EMH work. Despite the complaints he knows that it’s annoying to fly when injured. Makes everything just that much more irritating. Especially since the clientele he tends to get often bring with them enough danger. “Is this scolding part of your bedside manner?”

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Catching up on Picard currently so guess whose back.

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Sorry I think my muse right now is AWOL but will return come Friday and the new ep. Find me over at @lightskipped if you wanna say hi!

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STAR TREK: PICARD 1.03 The End is the Beginning (2020)

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starschased

  Give me an Agnes cause I love her character so...

i will binge picard tonight and give you an agnes probably.

tbh babe you would love her.

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Give me an Agnes cause I love her character so much :)

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starschased‌:

IT WAS REALLY CUTE EVERY TIME SHE SAW A LIZARD SHE’D GO “LIZARD!!!” 

this is true i can confirm

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sprklit 

If you want to know how out of my depth I was in...

ew florida

sorry i can’t hear you over the gay love i have for corvus and their wonderful state

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If you want to know how out of my depth I was in Florida, I surprised Corvus by my sheer excitement over the lizards walking around. I would scream lizard every time I saw one. Oh and some American teenagers gave me money because I was British.

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ofgoodconscience‌:

        That manages to get a small laugh and a smile from the ex-Admiral. At least something he’s said seems to click with him. Not that he’s trying to lecture the young Captain. He may be a speech-maker, but this is not his place. Probably. He likes the man, a lot. If his life had gone a different way in his youth, he has a feeling they would’ve been very similar. And they both have Raffi as a friend, so that counts for something. “Rios… I don’t know what happened to you out there,” he begins, and it certainly does sound like it could be the beginnings of a speech. Jean-Luc shakes his head, and cuts to the point. “But I sincerely hope that out here, you find whatever it is you’re looking for.”

   He doesn’t know his plans after this mission ends. Hasn’t ever thought about his future besides where he might get his next contract. Or the next time Raffi drops a suicide mission on him. But something seems to be different. Part of him feels locked in on this till the bitter end. His expression sobers a little at what feels like a speech beginning. At least the Admiral shortened it. “And I hope you find whatever you’re seeking, Admiral.” It’s true. As much as this has added years to his life he hopes it succeeds. 

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ncthingstars‌:

       “i beg to differ,” he grumbles, more under his breath than anything else. he doesn’t want to argue. it’s not going to win him any points in his favor. but he also has no intention of just hiding away. he will see the admiral, no matter what. he’s determined. “besides, he’s not starfleet anymore.”

   “of course you do.” he’s used to arguing with the other. the enh seems to be the most spirited of them. sure, the emh seems to be growing tired of him but he still patches him up. "i would assume not by how he’s hiring me to fly him.”

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ncthingstars‌:

       “…i’m sorry.” he means it. for all his loud declarations, bold statements and near-accusations, the enh is quiet now. feeling like a scolded child. he tries to force a smile back on his face, stay chipper as always, unfazed by the harsh words – but he realizes that for once, he’s not being yelled at. not being told to go away. just… that he’s crossed a line. and somehow, that hurts more. “i thought… i just – i don’t know. nevermind.”

  it’s not like it’s really a secret. well, he’s not telling anyone. but the enh is basically butting in. or, as he’s heard from the kid, IN-BUTTING. he doesn’t know why he’s not yelling. normally this conversation would have ended with the same words as always. but this time he just sighs. “was there a real reason you decided to show up or did you want to gossip.”