[Narvin's feeling pissy. He's been stabbed, shot, and mind-punted by Seven when he was poking his telepathy where it didn't belong. He's spent the end of last week drugged in the infirmary and many days after that in a Time Lord healing trace for most of each day. He is so very much not feeling up to waging a political fight.]I approve of Ardent ( Read more... )

( Private messages to Doctors and to the Admiral )

It appears we have a minor crisis of authority on our hands in the library. Mr. Graves is, let's not mince words here, utterly incompetent. Ardent and Coyolxauhqui are inmates and therefore aren't eligible to run the library themselves ( Read more... )

[Private to Svetlana]

Ardent has requested that you be his interim warden while my fate is being decided. Are you willing to accept his request?

[Private to Kay]

[In the very awkward tone of voice of speaking to someone whom Narvin has pointed a blaster at in the recent past and who now might be an ex.]Ardent wishes for Doctor Nazarova to be ( Read more... )

[Filtered: Non-Dodgy Wardens (if you think your warden is non-dodgy (or Narvin thinks your warden is non-dodgy) you're on this filter yeah, Narvin probably wouldn't be on his own filter if someone else were making it]If we're scattered and disorganized, Arthas will pick people off one by one, just as he did in the past. We need to mount an ( Read more... )

[texting while Death Tolling]

[Private to Kay]

come to cabn 3 15. bring clean uniform an painkille

not aspirin

[Narvin couldn't hold off the compulsion forever. But even if he *had* to write to Santa, he could damn well decide what he was going to say to him/the Admiral.]

Dear Santa Childish Adaptation of a Primitive Solstice Superstition ( Read more... )

[Private to the Admiral]

Requests:

One spool of thermokinetic neutron flow conduit

Four chronotribe breakers.

Twenty-seven kairobaryon positional manipulators

And one dwarven axe.