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[Tieria's leaning against the rail along the large window of the Observation Deck. There's more people in there than usual, obviously, but he's doing fairly well at not letting it bother him this time around despite not being one for crowds. He knows he has to go back, but also knows he hasn't seen everyone he met. He glances at the sphere, aware ( Read more... )

[Tieria is limping... not terribly, but enough to be noticable no matter how much he might try to hide it. He looks a little worse for wear, roughed up from the toss about and a little bruised. He stops, however, keeping his weight off his left leg, when he reaches a crowded area, a somewhat surprised expression on his face. He was not expecting to ( Read more... )

[almost perched on the couch he found earlier, legs crossed, hands folded over his knees, Tieria leans forward to his sphere with a smirk so much like Regene's, it's scary]

I have a question for you. All~ of you. The lovely passengers... our gracious captain... and our savior, the irrepressible commander ( Read more... )

Why is it I seem to have forgotten about these wonderful couches? Things have just been much too busy lately~. Surely, there's an easier way~.

[Tieria doesn't seem to realize the sphere is on]

He just... he just dropped those ships into the black hole like... Sometimes sacrifice is necessary, but that... against their will...

[Have a rather annoyed Tieria staring at what had been the mirror on the wall in his suite, but it's now a pile of sand all over the dresser and floor beneath it. Sticking out of the sand are four pieces of wood, two of a shorter length and two of a longer length, which had apparently been the ornate frame it had been in. His arms are crossed, as ( Read more... )

[have a heavily screened message from Tieria to Orion... as tight as he can make it with his mad computer skills as he attempts to hack through the security at the same time... message is in a simplistic text based format so it's smaller and easier to encrypt/shove through the 'firewall']Commander. I do not know if this will reach you untampered ( Read more... )

[Tieria is clearly annoyed. He picks himself up off the floor after the latest tremor. Looking around the room, people watching this little feed can see that he had clearly made do with the situation of being locked in, even if he hadn't been happy about it.]

Locked into our quarters and then being shot at? Just what is this all about? [crosses ( Read more... )

A formal party... This sounds familiar... at least I don't have to go undercover.