carolιne ғorвeѕ
24 March 2014 @ 01:48 am
[ Warning, Tranquility, but two more than slightly inebriated teenagers have pushed the wrong button on Caroline Forbes' device. That's right, here, before you is a grinning Caroline. Behind her, stands Bonnie, leaning her head in. Caroline may have given Bonnie the grand tour, and by grand tour, the narration means she was led to the bar. Which is where they are currently. ]

Elena Gilbert. Answer your phone. We’ve called you, like, a thoooousand times. [ Okay, so twice.] Come to the space bar. We’re having space drinks. [ Bonnie interjects with--] Pretty awful space drinks. But, drinks, Elena. Get your butt down here! Up here? [ She looks at Caroline.]  Are we up?

I don’t know and the drinks are not awful. [ Caroline takes a swig of her drink before] And Elena if you don’t come, I can’t promise we won’t dance on the bar and-- [ Its now that she figures out this message is not private.] Whoops. We’re on the network, Bon, so.... Anyone else who wants to drink with us, should! [ And Bonnie chimes in too--] Yes! Bonus points if you're cute and not trying to kill us! Did I just say that out loud?

[ And Caroline is going to butt in with--] Yeeeep. And no Klauses allowed.[ and she mouths, drunkenly ‘Hi Tyler” to the camera before cutting it off.]


[ ooc: caroline is purple, bonnie is blue. one or both might reply to commnts. also action is possible/encouraged!]
 
 
charles xavier.
24 March 2014 @ 10:58 am
[ Charles is all dressed up, for all that a three-piece suit sans tie is standard wardrobe -- nevertheless, he's visibly put together, with a kind of contained, low-key excitement that puts a hint of energy in delivery.

The backdrop is hard to make out. Vaguely shadowed. Industrial lines. A light source of an indefinite nature. ]


Hello, Tranquility. I wanted to draw your attention to a project currently in the making. Some of you may know that we once had a genetics and xenobiology department. While this has since closed its final chapter, it's now begun anew.

I'm looking for individuals with experience in both practical science as well as, or alternatively, study classed in the realms of magic. Our aim is to create a research division that focuses on the exploration of the physical and metaphysical environment within this new realm, and our place in it. We've all been thrown together in a space we don't understand, affected by it uniquely, with no record or formalised effort made into understanding the interactions of so many disparate worlds and rules, and the laws of nature that now govern us all.

To talk very briefly about myself -- if you don't already know, my name is Professor Charles Xavier. In my home world, I studied genetics, and the development of extraordinary talents gifted to a new minority. Where I left off and came here, I was in the process of forming an institution that would allow fellow mutants to explore their powers with an aim to provide an educated perspective, both on the mechanics of their unique talent as well as the scientific commonalities between themselves and those like them. I come, now, bearing these experiences, but I know that it isn't enough.

None of us, on our own, are enough -- no matter how educated or informed we may be.

However, I think I can provide a useful perspective, with the help of other useful perspectives. It's my belief that aside from the original crew [ and the corner of his mouth ticks up ] we're all eligible for being classed under xenobiology. I will see to it that this division will, eventually, offer physical or psychic therapy to anyone who may require it, be they witch, mutant, or something else. Additionally, there are several of us who find our natures have changed since arriving on the Tranquility, and if you would like to know why, perhaps we can discover that answer together.

Joining me is Professor Severus Snape, who I'll defer to in all matters of an explicitly magical nature. If you'd like to be a part of this division, then please reply with what you would like to contribute, as well as what you'd like to get out of it yourself. Or any questions you might have, of course, if you're not sure of either. We will also need a filing clerk, eventually, and anyone with a good grasp on hardware, you know, those things I'm at a personal deficit with.

We're also the only division that doesn't currently provide critical functionality to the ship, so you can count on casual Fridays and drinks after five.

[ His hands tap flat against the edge of the desk, pushing himself away from it slightly. Pleased with himself. That was some xavier.txt teal deer. I apologise. ]

But no, thank you for listening, I'll stop rambling on now.
 
 
castiel
24 March 2014 @ 09:17 pm
Statistically, there is a 7% chance that someone will forget an important date - a birthday or something considered equally significant. If that's the case, then what is the proper protocol if they are aware of it but not entirely certain it's true?

Does it matter if there is no emphasis placed upon it? If it's only briefly mentioned-- Would a... gift be the correct course of action? And if so, what?

But I suppose, then, we must ask ourselves what will happen if we also forget. If we ever truly understood it in the first place.

... how do you remember if it can be so easily overwritten?
 
 
Bail Organa
24 March 2014 @ 10:50 pm
[Bail is standing in one of the kitchens. At the moment, the room is pristine. Those he is particularly thinking of may be unfamiliar with it in that state.]

I realize that many here are used to very different technology than we have on board. We already have quite extensive training videos for many aspects of life in space. But I'd like to add to that.

Some of you are unfamiliar with how to use the ship's kitchen facilities. If you'd like to join me in the kitchen on deck 17, I'd be happy to instruct you.

If you don't want a full lesson, but have a specific question, I can do that over the comm.