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STAR TREK MEME All right, friends. Here's your chance to be a part of Starfleet. Or an enemy of Starfleet? Whatever. What color shirt do you wear, what's your job, are you going to fall out of the ship into space, are you a hostile alien species, what's going on with you? It's easy to say you're Security or Operations or Science but what is your full job title? What do you do for a living? How much do you love exploring the universe? A lot, right? Don't pick up any Tribbles, you might end up like poor Kirk up there. • Top level your character. Include any details you might think are relevant. Or don't. As always, we're not the cops. • Reply to other people's top levels! • Have fun!

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Benjamin Sisko | Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

[you_exist_here]

[Post-DS9 compliant, no romance prompting, open to other crazy, and can easily justify cross cannon crazy]

Jessie Reynolds/oc/ota

[jrey]

((Because fun stuff happens in space))

Leonard 'Bones' McCoy | Star Trek: AOS

[loves_hypoing_jim]

[Chief Medical Officer on board a starship Enterprise.]

Sean O'Malley | OC | OTA

[sameoldsong]

[Civilian on a space station, probably smuggling something he really shouldn't be and getting dangerously distracted by alien dick.]

[redignite]

Your ship.

[17 year-old star fleet drop-out who really needs to get off this station rightaboutnow. Don't be mad about the phaser pressed between your shoulder blades - the boy just doesn't know how to make friends.
Also, if you're for real distracted by some alien dick in the up-close and personal sense right this moment, Keith will still take your ship, but you can boil some eggs on his face on the way to docking bay 8. Provisions.]

OOC: Hi! Wanna be space garbage with zero impulse control together?

ooc: yes!! Let's make TERRIBLE DECISIONS impulse control is for losers

[sameoldsong]

[Wow okay that is absolutely a phaser pressed against his spine and this... usually isn't how this goes. He's got half a glass of kanar in his hand and he stays very still as he tries to figure out if he's being spacejacked or what.]

Uhhhhhhh?

[Sean carefully turns his head a little to try get a look at who's probably hyjacking him. He gets a glimpse of dark hair - humanoid? Or human, maybe. Sean's been flirting with a Kasheeta all night, and the guy growls some at the human behind Sean, tail shuffling over the floor. Sean addresses the lizard-person as smoothly as he can.]

A-ah, hey, sorry, uh- thanks for the drink but- I've- I've got to go with him. Y'know.

[Goodbye glass of kanar that was like drinking tasty cold syrup. Sean slides off the stool and starts leaving the bar with the hyjacker, trying to play it cool. Not like anyone will really step in to help Sean here, so he better try help himself and talk his way out of this one.]

You know, there's uh... easier ways to get passages off of here. Transport ships. Uh. The fleet, when they're in port. I've- I've got a tiny ship, really- really more of like- like barely able to fit two people, and- I mean. Where are you even headed?

Matt Holt | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[tookashirototheknee]

[Chief Communication Officer of the Starship Voltron. His sister works on the computer systems of the ship, and his father's a Fleet Commander. Cheerful, has the worst luck on away missions of the entire crew, and always jokes that he absolutely wears the right color shirt. (red).]

Re: Matt Holt | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[vrepit_no]

[Youngest captain in the fleet, excellent helmsman, strong morals, listens to his crew, focuses on exploration and science, but his ship is also a warship, protecting the Federation and its allies. So... Lieutenant Commander Holt... negotiating a careful relationship with your captain?]

[tookashirototheknee]

[Absolutely. I think Matt was a few years behind Shiro at the Academy. They knew of each other, but when Shiro was given a ship, he picked Matt because, well, he's the best. I think Pidge applied under a fake name. And... I am bad at starters????]

[vrepit_no]

They may be thousands of lightyears away from the Terran system, but Captain Shirogane has been craving a swim ever since Second Lieutenant McLain mentioned that holodeck program. ...Actually he's pretty sure Lance did it on purpose. And if they're all ganging up on him to make him take some time off the bridge, well... Maybe a chance to dive in the reefs off of the tropics of Arusia 4 wouldn't be such a bad way to spend it. Especially if Lieutenant Commander Holt comes with. It's a chance to relax and laugh and watch his boyfriend build sand stations in swimtrunks.

Takashi comes up the beach from the water grinning and snags his towel, rubbing it through the shock of white hair that so often has people assuming he's well over 40 instead of 26. "Sure you wouldn't rather go actually swim, Matt?" he grins.

[tookashirototheknee]

Matt, at first was a bit uncertain about having a relationship with his captain, but Shiro is just so amazing and so caring and... there are days that he wonders what he's doing with him of all people.

However, he can't help but grin as he builds sand structures, then grins hugely as Shiro walks up to him. Shaking his head, he smiles a bit. "I've never been very good at swimming. Almost failed it at the Academy. But... maybe if you help me." He smirks hugely, a bit of a cocky grin on his face.

[vrepit_no]

Shiro huffs a laugh. "Oh really? Want some hands-on lessons?"

Matt's one of only a very few people who he feels like he can actually relax and open up around. Someone who knew him from before his... time as a POW. Matt understands - more than Shiro wants him to sometimes. But that means that they can joke and smile and have their moments of blackest humor without feeling the need to suppress it. It helps.

He holds out a hand to Matt. "Come on, then, Mister Holt. Let's see just how bad you are at swimming."

[tookashirototheknee]

"You know I am always interested in hands-on, Captain."

He gets up, taking Shiro's hand with another grin and following him to the water. Shiro's always understood him in a way that sometimes even his family doesn't. He's never felt like an afterthought around him, never felt like he had to be the strong one so that he isn't a bother. He can just be himself.

It was utter torture to him when Shiro was captured. He worked himself almost insane trying to find him, and when they did find each other, it was as if he finally went home.

Smirking at Shiro, he steps into the water until it's up to his knees. "This is about as far as I can go without help."

[vrepit_no]

Shiro puts his hands on his hips, grinning. "Oh really? So what happens, then, if I..." He steps forward leaning down coyly close to Matt's level, lips twitching mischievously. And then he suddenly scoops the Lieutenant Commander up bridal style and spins him about, walking with deliberation toward deeper water. "Just help you on your way, hm?"

[tookashirototheknee]

"Ack!" Matt squiggles in his arms. "Put me doooooown, Captain!" Not that he minds being in his arms, it's just... a bit awkward. However, he wraps his arms around Shiro's neck, and holds on tight.

[vrepit_no]

Shiro grins. "You sure? Water's deeper out here." It's rapidly rising to his waist, actually, Matt's feet and butt getting soaked.

Worf | Star Trek DS9 | ota

[sonof_mogh]

Jadzia Dax | Star Trek: DS9 | ota

[trilldeath_douspart]

Love the username!

[you_exist_here]

[Was he imagining it? Was it the fact that the symbiont held the essence of memory for every host, that now Ben could speak directly to any of the previous hosts? The Prophets work in mysterious ways.]

Jadzia... it's good to see you again.

Re: thanks :D

[trilldeath_douspart]

Benjamin! It's good to see you too.

[Wasn't he just on a mission or was it some sort of hobby staring at old Bajoran ruins? Whatever. He was here now and it seemed he was gone for quite some time. He missed her.]

Only, we saw each other a few days ago and you didn't seem so sentimental then. Was it the ruins? Did they make you miss my smile or energy somehow?

[She was totally yanking his chain, as usual.]

[you_exist_here]

[Now that was the energy he'd gotten used to over six years.]

Old man, if you only knew the half of it. But then...

[His face grew a little sad, something Curzon would remember from times when Ben wanted to say things to his mentor but wasn't sure how he'd take them]

It's been an odd road, getting here.

[trilldeath_douspart]

[She had energy. Lots of it. That and her brilliant mind and love of Klingon culture.]

Half of it? I expect you to tell me all of it, Benjamin. The devil is in the details. You're talking to me about odd roads? I've been across those dozens of times.

[Having several lifetimes worth of memories inside of her.]

[you_exist_here]

Would that I could, Old Man. But you and I both know the rules, especially the Temporal Prime Directive. After all, you were there the last time we had to deal with it.

[Visiting Kirk's time had been fun, and he still had the signature to prove it.]

I just, am glad I had this chance again. Tell me, what was the last thing we discussed?

[trilldeath_douspart]

[He was right; talking about the Prime Directive or attempting to change it at all was a no in Starfleet protocol. Yet, Jadzia had never been one to follow rules, in fact, the whole Dax symbiont could be to blame.]

You're right. I wasn't going to ask you to break the rules, Benjamin. As if I'd ever do that.

[Tease.]

The last thing? It was over a Raktajino at The Replimat and- it was do to with the Dominion attacks on the border outpost near the Badlands.

Gul Dukat | DS9 | ota

[teroknor_commander]

Ahhh, Dukat...

[you_exist_here]

[Sisko couldn't understand it. He knew that the Cardassian Emissary of the Pah-Wraiths should have been sealed away in the Fire Caves of Bajor. He'd seen to it personally. So why is it that he saw the man, now, in a variation of their shared office onboard Deep Space Nine?]

Dukat... still sitting in my chair?

[And where was his baseball?]

Re: Ahhh, Benjamin...

[teroknor_commander]

Oh, am I? It appears that I am indeed sitting in your chair.

[It was comfortable? What could he say? The baseball was still on the desk in the holder it was always resting upon. Dukat never understood baseball but somehow kept the ball there anyway.]

You could say I'm keeping it warm.

[you_exist_here]

[He knew quite well how comfortable that chair was. But it also made his skin crawl, looking at this particular person in it]

Keeping it warm, or hoping that it was a permanent arrangement?

[At least the ball was intact. He'd take up the orb, rolling it slightly in his fingers to take a sense of calm from it.]

[teroknor_commander]

You know I'm not quite sure. Perhaps, I would prefer the latter, since your departure from Terok Nor was quite a memorable one. You and your love for your fellow humans. Not forgetting those Bajorans too.

[He knows how to yank people's chains and get under their skin. You happen to be one of his hobbies.]

I kept the ball.

[you_exist_here]

[Yes, Sisko was well aware of those who tended to see him as a hobby. Dukat and Eddington being the top of the list]

And yet I also recall my return. Not your best day.

[Probably a bad thing to mention on his part, not recalling the loss Dukat suffered]

It's a good thing you did. I'd have been very put out if it had been lost.

[teroknor_commander]

I've had a lot of bad days since then.

[He's lost his daughter, lost his ship and lost his dignity. Not much for a Gul to grab onto if he had no power.]

Trust me, I mean it when I said I missed our little discussion sessions together. It gets too boring living within a station where nothing ever happens.

Delia Battista | Star Trek OC | OTA

[attackpatternbattista]