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 Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:06 pm
Niomie woke up, took a shower and dresses before leaving her room. Stepping out onto the crew deck she made her way over to the galley to see if there was anything, she could find to eat, while staying out of Laura way, before she had to go and make her rounds up in the bridge.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:32 pm
Tabula explored the main deck trying not to make a sound and keeping out of sight, looking for something to eat, when suddenly she heard a very strange and threatening sound. She froze and her gut went cold as she looked around to find the source. She wanted to say "W-Who's there?" but she bit her tounge to keep herself silent.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:54 pm
The rattling noise continued but the hissing subsided.
Jango, hiding in a crawlspace hunting for Mynocks and vrelts, had spotted the unfamiliar being and, upon being aproached, hunched up in the darkness to make itself seem bigger than it was, its tail shaking its warning rattle as it glared with cold eyes at Tabula.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 4:08 pm
Hearing the hissing subside Tabula thought it was best to keep moving and moved forward still afraid of what lied in the darkness.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 4:21 pm
With a plate of food in one hand and a cup of caf in her, other Niomie walked over to the table. Setting her plate and cup down on the table, she pulled out one of the chairs that run down the side of the table and sat down to eat.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 8:49 pm
Xan found himself in a blackened room, as he felt something crawling up on his leg. It stopped about midway up his body, as he grabbed down to nab the welcome surprize.
"Vhy'd you do dat?" a feminine voice asked. A second person popped up, tickling his other side.
"Can we get this over with, I've got cooking to do."
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A large orange tail slapped Xan awake. Wiping the dirt from his eyes, he gave a great yawn. It turned out that his own dream would have to continue at a different nap. Standing up, he recognized again that he was in the Hangar like he usually was, to keep the dog company. Ever since the ship had taken off, it was unusually angsty, as if something or someone else had been encroaching on its territory, but perhaps it just was moody from not getting to romp around as much as it should have back at Ord Mantell.
Mareal had been avoiding him recently too. Even he, who frequented both the lounge and the hangar and everything in between to keep busy, hadn't seen much of her. Whatever she was up to, it didn't matter much.
Heading to the galley, Xan searched for grub.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 9:00 pm
Laura went over to the table with a platter with a few sandwhiches that were leftover from the day before, and a large mug of caf and several glasses on it. Counting things again to be sure there was at least enough so that everyone could have one, she sat down and waited for the others, as per her usual habit, before having anything herself.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 9:45 pm
Heading to the mess room, Xan shook himself awake, scratching his head and helping get up. He already smelled the caf wafing through the air to his nostrils, as he turned the corner to the room. He was brought up at least with some manners, and even though he wasnt' part of the crew, he was obligated to be polite.
"Nee' any 'elp, cookie? Tought I'd offah," he stated, like he did usually whenever he went to meals. He noticed Naomi already there, giving her a nod of acknowledgement, as he pulled the Duke ciggaras out of a coat pocket, his special blend he was particular for smoking.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 5:23 pm
Niomie took a sip of her caf, holding the cup in both hands she looked and nodded her greeting as the two sat down.
“Laura, Xan. How’s it going?” she smiled warmly and took another sip of her caf.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:08 pm
Mareal had been avoiding everyone she could. Xan's dreams had been getting worse and worse. Worse, the Force found it funny to filter it directly into her noggin. Her case of insomnia grew worse, but she couldn't address him about it. Jedi, Jensaari, Sith, or anyone who used the force was worth a self-made fortune.
Still, she got sleep when she meditated sometimes. She had become more and more involved in her meditations. She always made sure nobody was around whenever she started, locking her door and practicing in the corner.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:39 pm
Kalin's door opened and he looked like a mess. He was holding onto the top of the door, half hanging and half standing on his own. He wore a white 'wife beater' and a black pair of pajama pants. He had not removed his dogtags, which he wore to bed everynight, and a long dark cigar hung from his mouth. His eyes were half open, a sign he was still waking up and small bags were darkening under his eyes. When he saw Xan, he spoke slightly slurring his words due to the cigar in his mouth.
Well, I'm gla' I ain't the only bloke onboar' that enjoys his vices.
He saw Laura, whom he liked very much, and Niomie, who was beginning to earn his affections as well, and gave them both warm, caring smiles.
Mornin' to ya ladies. Nice ta see I ain't the crew's earl'y bird.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:48 pm
"Morn, Ni. Yah quite a ray o' starshine," He replied to Niomie, as Kalin walked in.
"What's virtue witou' a few vices tah tempt ya?" Xan replied to Kalin. He pulled out a lighter. "Nee' a light?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:59 pm
Oh! Can't believe I forgot ta light up! Haha. Much thanks.
He let himself down from the doorway and walked forward to Xan, taking the lighter and putting it to his cigar. It was a finer one, a treat he gave himself every now and again, cause he could only afford it every once in a while. When he was lit up, he took a big puff and handed the lighter back to Xan, nodding in appreciation. Then he trotted over to a seat and flopped into it. He put his feet up on the supports under the table, reclining him alittle. Now he was staring down the food, almost zoning out while smoking his stogie.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:01 pm
“Hay,” Niomie shrugged her shoulders. “I’m back in space, for me there is no better place.” She grinned and looked over at Kalin. “Morning to you Kalin.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:11 pm
"No prob," Xan retorted, lighting up his own cigarra. Carababba tobac wrapped in a Rashallo leaf, it's unique fragrance wafted through the air.
"So, Ni. 'ow yah likin' tah ride so far?"
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