Welcome to the Illyria!

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Stardate 58561.8: Day One

Now that you've all got your room assignments and communicators, it's time to explore this ship. Please check out the deck plans to figure out where you're going. You can read about some of the existing crew members you might run into here.

Even those of you who may feel right at home on a spaceship will find that the Illyria is definitely a bit... different. Mostly because she's kind of a wreck right now. Whatever it was that threw the ship all the way out here to wherever we are, it really did a number on the ship itself. There's a lot of damaged areas, and several of the ship's systems have been compromised. You'll find that the replicators don't always work right (I asked for hasperat and I got pok tar!?), the turbolifts are unusually persnickety (I said bridge, not engineering!), and the environmental controls in your quarters may not do as they're told (why is it snowing in Room 4J?). Several corridors are blocked by debris, and more often than not the lights are flickering if they're on at all.

So what will you do? Help clean up the mess in the hallways? Try some bizarre alien food in the mess hall? Try and infiltrate restricted areas to get a peek at the ship's systems? Feel free to make your own top level comment, and treat this as a big mingle. Get to know your new crewmates, explore your new home, make friends or enemies, and whatever you do, don't try the gagh. If you need the captain or the first officer, please let a mod know, but try and stick to threading with your fellow new recruits!


(Don't worry about the entry tags for the moment, they will be added shortly. Before we throw ourselves into missions on alien planets, we wanted everyone to have a chance to get to know one another, so please use this opening log as an opportunity to kick off some CR with crewmates and bunk buddies, and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask a mod!)

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[senkan_yamato]

Yamato nodded, either ignoring his mocking tone or simply not noticing it. "You are used to a higher standard than I expected. And not one that can be found aboard many vessels in my fleet. But may I examine your quarters briefly? If they are the same as mine or different, both would be interesting to me."

[spoiledegg]

"I deserve the highest standard," Disaché says, chin tilting up proudly.

Crossing his arms, he leans against the doorframe. "Let me get this straight. This here-" He waves his hand vaguely at the room behind him. "-is the closest thing to a private space I currently have on this vessel and you, a complete stranger, want to just... Come in and have a little look around."

[senkan_yamato]

Yamato cocked her head to the side. "But you have not even had a day to occupy this place. Unless there is something you are ashamed of, there is no reason to refuse such a simple request." His obstinate obstructionism was confusing to her. She just wanted to look around. An idea occured to her and she tried to offer a comment that would reassure him. "If the issue is my being a stranger to you, I, Yamato would be willing to tell you about myself."

[spoiledegg]

"This room is one of the few things that belong to me on this ship." Since they confiscated his research. "So until I move on to better lodgings I don't intend to share it with more people than I'm forced to."

He lets out a slow breath, nostrils flaring. "I really... don't care about you. Beyond the fact that you're wasting my time."

His precious precious time. That he plans to spend sulking and sending more strongly worded communiqués to the captain. Or something. Very busy you see.

[senkan_yamato]

Well this was upsetting. Normally, this would be where she turned things over to her oni-like sister. Musashi was always good for impressing such types. "But you do not own that room. You are a guest, and it is offered to you out of hospitality. The same extends to the food and even the air upon this ship. So while they can be expected to make you comfortable, I do not think that you will be able to simply take over the captain's quarters or something of that sort." And it was rude to complain about it in any case.

Still, he was being very silly. "I will stop wasting your time if you let me look inside for a moment. I am sure that you were occupied with very serious matters, but if you allow me to look and leave, you can get back to them quickly."

[spoiledegg]

"Right now it's my space," Disaché insists, his lips pulling back to show the slightest hint of fang. "And I don't intend to take anything. I expect to be offered something better once I explain the grievous error that has been made in placing me here like a common laborer."

He was being very stubborn. And the more Yamato pushes the more stubborn he feels like being, because that's just the kind of asshole he is. "You're not coming in. Go look at some other room."

[senkan_yamato]

Well now she's cross. not nearly as upset as him, but she is looking down that fine nose at him and tilting her head back, eyes narrowed as she thinks this one over. She could probably rip his arm off and beat him with it as Tenryuu is always threatening to do. But where would be the point of that?

She steps forward, into his personal space. There is a whiff of...burning chemicals, salt water, and the air temperature drops a few degrees as if there's an air-conditioning unit turned on nearby. "I, Battleship Yamato, shall not forget this." She turns so close to him that her long ponytail smacks him in the face, and leaves to find someone more cooperative.

[spoiledegg]

Disaché recoils, taking a step back as Yamato steps way too close to comfort, and it suddenly occurs to him that he doesn't have a 7-foot alien super-soldier at his beck and call anymore. He swallows heavily, his fur fluffing out of order again.

This woman is weird. She smells weird. He's feeling a little threatened here. He freezes until Yamato turns and walks away - hitting him with her hair! The nerve! - then lets his lips peel fully back from his teeth and hisses.

He won't forget this either. He doesn't like it when people make him feel small.