"What the hell is going on?"

This is not what the xenobotanist expected when she stepped out of the lab tonight. And we don't just mean Milliways (after all, she's already been through the welcome speech). We mean the burgundy and grey catsuit* she'll be burning the second she figures out where the fucking zipper is. She has a pistol. Or some ( Read more... )

Sameth needs to apologize to Kait but he hasn't seen her. Though he has been working in the forge most of the time but she knows to find him there. That's why he has an idea, he'll make her something as an apology and try and write a good letter of apology too ( Read more... )

Shephard's gonna be in Poland, or what used to be Poland, real damn soon. He's got a helicopter to fly and then a lot of hell to raise (once he gets past the throwing up part, which has unfortunately become pretty much ritual for him whenever he touches down successfully). He's just tidying up a thing or two before heading out, and by 'a thing or ( Read more... )

One mercenary pilot in the bar.

She has a booth to lounge at, a glass of whiskey, and her sketchbook. (Okay, fine, she also has her handgun, because she just walked off the Hell's Gate base, but she wears it so often she feels odd without it).

Botherable.

OOMs:

Actions
and
Consequences

(and Annoyances)

[Tiny Tags with Chips on their Shoulders: Quaritch, Grace Augustine]

[OoM: millitimed to after this:

"Just curious about how many times you have envisioned me in front of a charging Hammerhead Titanothere."

"Just the once, ma'am."]

tiny scientific tag: grace augustine

[OoM: militimed to...uh...a while ago,

"You always this stubborn, Marine?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Many, many thanks to Gabby for playing Grace.

[OoM: In which Trudy Chacon, the new science pilot, meets Dr Grace Augustine. It goes better than expected.

Or at least, it could have gone a whole lot worse.

(many thanks to Gabby for NPCing Grace)]