T'Pol (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
with_discipline) wrote2011-12-20 11:22 am
with_discipline) wrote2011-12-20 11:22 am
108 | [Voice]
Slade Wilson disappeared on the first of the month. I had hoped it would be a brief absence, as is frequently the case, but he has not returned.
[And now just MOVING ON AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE she is never getting her daughter back, sob. :c]
I intend to continue my experiments today with the EV suits. I will be making several trips, and have a variety of instruments available to take samples and readings, should anything of interest be found. Thus far, I have been unable to sample the...'river' we appear to be sailing on. [This pings her ridiculous shit sensor so hard. :c] With my longest tether connected, it is still impossible to reach whatever star-like lights that create it. [She refuses to call them stars. They look tangible and close but stars should be light years away and her science hurts. :c]
I will be suiting up again after noon to make further observations.
[Private to the Seventh Doctor]
I spoke very briefly with the newest arrival from Gallifrey. [Is that seriously you is he older or younger why happening, is what she doesn't say.]
[Private to Rush]
[I'm just assuming the face melting will be happening in that thread. :V Also, this is the hardest thing. She probably rehearsed this.] What I did was unforgivable. You have my sincerest apologies.
[Open Spam on the Deck]
[There were things that T'Pol steadfastly did not want to think about. She did not want to think about how undisciplined her ancestors were. She did not want to think about their mental capabilities. She did not want to think about what she had done, while affected. That was not her, but she had the memories. Worse, she remembered the emotions.
She did not want to think about the disappearance of her sixth inmate, did not want to consider the fact that perhaps she was asking the Admiral too much. He had rewritten her life already, given Trip his back; perhaps doing it again to save Elizabeth was simply beyond even his ken.
So instead, she carried two EV suits to the deck, making several trips. One she left arranged on the floor; the other she began to climb into, realizing (not for the first time) how much simpler this had been in Enterprise, when the rest of the away mission was available to help check and double check pressure and couplings.]
[Private to Trip, post infection]
Meet me in our quarters. I've been considering exploring our link on a more in depth level.
[And now just MOVING ON AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE she is never getting her daughter back, sob. :c]
I intend to continue my experiments today with the EV suits. I will be making several trips, and have a variety of instruments available to take samples and readings, should anything of interest be found. Thus far, I have been unable to sample the...'river' we appear to be sailing on. [This pings her ridiculous shit sensor so hard. :c] With my longest tether connected, it is still impossible to reach whatever star-like lights that create it. [She refuses to call them stars. They look tangible and close but stars should be light years away and her science hurts. :c]
I will be suiting up again after noon to make further observations.
[Private to the Seventh Doctor]
I spoke very briefly with the newest arrival from Gallifrey. [Is that seriously you is he older or younger why happening, is what she doesn't say.]
[Private to Rush]
[I'm just assuming the face melting will be happening in that thread. :V Also, this is the hardest thing. She probably rehearsed this.] What I did was unforgivable. You have my sincerest apologies.
[Open Spam on the Deck]
[There were things that T'Pol steadfastly did not want to think about. She did not want to think about how undisciplined her ancestors were. She did not want to think about their mental capabilities. She did not want to think about what she had done, while affected. That was not her, but she had the memories. Worse, she remembered the emotions.
She did not want to think about the disappearance of her sixth inmate, did not want to consider the fact that perhaps she was asking the Admiral too much. He had rewritten her life already, given Trip his back; perhaps doing it again to save Elizabeth was simply beyond even his ken.
So instead, she carried two EV suits to the deck, making several trips. One she left arranged on the floor; the other she began to climb into, realizing (not for the first time) how much simpler this had been in Enterprise, when the rest of the away mission was available to help check and double check pressure and couplings.]
[Private to Trip, post infection]
Meet me in our quarters. I've been considering exploring our link on a more in depth level.
[Private] Why do I feel like I'm going to need the mirror icon again...
[Private] Becuase you got the mirror Trip tag. :c
[Private] sob :c
[Spam] ilu :c
I've been considering the flood. [With craycray ancestors, keep up.]
[Spam] why you infect him with psychic cold :c
[Spam] because she loves you :c
[Spam] well okay :c
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[She lifts her hand and arches her eyebrows, gesturing subtly toward his face.] May I?
Deck Spam
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[Deck Spam]
T'Pol. Would you mind if I accompany you? I'm curious about the workings of the ship myself, and it's safer to go in pairs with someone to watch your back. [And stab a psychic knife in it.]
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Certainly. I will assist you in the appropriate procedures. It's quite simple. [An ancient Vulcan may have felt something off in Narvin's mind: T'Pol felt nothing, and hah no intention of changing that. The knife would never be seen.]
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[Pandora was strong enough now that she didn't need touch to establish a link. And in the silence of space over the ship's side was a perfect place to seize her chosen victim's mind without interruption.
She picked up the second suit and stepped into it.]
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Nothing seems to function as it should beyond the ship. There appears to be a river of stars that we are physically sailing on. [She doesn't have to say THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE, her tone does it for her.] And you'll find...glimpses in that river. I'm postulating that they are insights into other worlds, possible ports that we are passing by.
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[And when all the pressure and air tubes are settled, she hands him his helmet and puts on her own, turning on the comm link and showing him where his is.]
I've lengthened my tether twice already, but have been thus far unable to actually reach this river.
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[She follows T'Pol's lead, putting on the helmet and turning on the comm link.]
Perhaps this time you'll have more success.
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[T'Pol attached her tether to the rail, cinching it tight and showing Narvin how to connect his to his suit. When all ends were secure, she swung one leg over the rail, then the next.]
Once out here, we can magnetize our boots, and walk along the hull. [She made an example of her own, taking a few steps out and under.]
[Private]
He's the regeneration that existed immediately prior to mine. I died in a TARDIS accident, and became me after having been him.
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He's an inmate. [What the hell is up with that.]
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Yes he is.
[Yup. Someone... doesn't really sound surprised by this.]
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What happened?
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I assure you it is.