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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Villiedr
Watching the wolf for a moment as she sniffed around the edges of the secret door, Villiedr was finding the situation progressively more curious.
"Ulfr seems to be smelling something worrying beyond the secret door. That is good and bad news, I suppose - the good being that the door is not airtight, so we have no risk of choking in here. The bad being that there's something on the other side of the door that worries a wolf. Still, nothing obvious we can do to avoid having to use the exit, so we may as well get it open. Does your mysterious source of knowledge" Obviously, Villiedr did not know about the runes, "mention any details about what we'd find beyond the door? And is there anything more to opening it safely than just putting two of the swords back?"
Posted on 2010-02-05 at 11:25:19.
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Villiedr
Villiedr called Ulfr back to heel once the instruction to move came. It was together that the pair of them approached the locked room.
Once the task had been explained, Villiedr found himself wishing he'd gotten Ulfr to memorise the scent of their 'patron'. Simple matter then to find the sword which bore the strongest trace of him. Instead, he started leading Ulfr around the periphery of the room. Logically, the strongest scents would be along the paths people walked most often: Namely, the entrance and exit, around the pedestals, etc. Hopefully, whatever latch or switch opened the exit would also be well-visited enough to tip the wolf's nostrils. If not... well, he had his own eyes as well. Not quite as reliable as the wolf's nose, but they made a decent backup anyway.
While walking Ulfr around to find solutions to part two, Villiedr weighed in on the debate about part one. "Applying a little logic to this, I can see three alternative situations. The first: There is a difference between the swords, which we can actually perceive. There is one correct sword and it can be found by examination and thought. The second: There is a difference, but it lies in the pedestals or the placement or some other environmental factor, and not the swords themselves. The third: There is no difference, and this is a test of our approach to problem solving. Probably also a test to see what sort of decision-making structure we will form, how we parcel out work, that sort of thing."
Posted on 2010-02-02 at 14:56:27.
Edited on 2010-02-02 at 14:56:39 by whoiam
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: Triumphant Return
I'm back in Europe!
I should be caught up on the game and posting again tomorrow sometime. Good to see things moving again!
Posted on 2010-02-01 at 18:02:38.
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: Timing
I've got a two week holiday starting next week. Hopefully this game will have restarted by the time I'm back - I was looking forward to it, and still am
Posted on 2010-01-17 at 16:08:49.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Holiday
I'm out of the country for a couple of weeks, starting on Monday. I'd have given you more warning, but with the post rate being what it is, I doubt you'll even miss me.
Posted on 2010-01-17 at 16:05:57.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Holidays won't be the only thing...
I propose that if the posting doesn't start again by next week, those of us in the top 5 recent posters get to beat those who aren't with sticks.
Pointy ones
Posted on 2010-01-08 at 17:39:12.
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Doggy Diplomacy
At the halfling's rather... reticent... non-introduction, Villiedr twisted around to take a look at his supposed 'team mate'.
He could not see a thing.
Still, Villiedr did not need to see someone to find them. Lowering Ulfr to the floor, the druid pointed his wolf in the direction of the halfling's voice. "Fetch" he suggested.
Now Ulfr was confused about this. Usually when told to fetch something, there was a clear indication of what the something is. This time, all there was was a patch of empty ground.
Carefully, she sniffed at the surrounding air. Many scents around, most of them unfamiliar. But the new ones all seemed to have sources near to her - this smell coming from that biped. Strange packmates, but Villiedr seemed to trust them, so she was not unduly worried. Eventually, her nose sorted out the one scent whose source she could not see, and she began to follow it...
...which did not take too long. After all, the halfling was within earshot somewhere. How did you fetch a living thing as large as you were? Did you bite and drag? Did you bark to warn of the threat? Would it follow you? She did not know, so she whined a little, and sniffed at the vexing scent from a safe (in her mind) distance of a little over 5' away.
Posted on 2009-12-23 at 18:29:23.
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: randel.n.beth
I think someone's character has trust issues...
Posted on 2009-12-22 at 08:48:28.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Should I be worried
That apparently Glory of Gallifrey hasn't been on the site since may last year?
Or should I be more impressed that she was capable of predicting the future with enough accuracy to reply to my RP posts a year and a half after her last visit?
Yeah, I know, it's likely some kind of weird bug. Still, it amused me
Posted on 2009-12-17 at 14:28:34.
Edited on 2009-12-17 at 14:29:13 by whoiam
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Topic: The Orion Group -- Gestalt 3.5 D&D
Subject: Villiedr
Physical Description
Villiedr
Thin, nearly emaciated, with the angular features so typical of the elven folk and the related fey features. Something about Villieldr seems a touch animalistic - partly the (usually green) eyes, sunken and deep-set, or the taut quality of the skin. He looks most like he has spent the majority of his life being underfed - a look most often seen on the most abject of serfs and the worst-treated of animals.
Look to the eyes, however. They may be shrunken, and they are too deep in the face for comfort. But there's no listlessness there, no dull disinterest. They are alert, even watchful.
Ulfr
An adult female Grey Wolf, looking reasonable well fed and lacking obvious injuries. She appears quite attached to Villiedr, and is typically found trotting sedately at his side. Her tail even wags when strangers approach. If not for the fact she was clearly a wolf, you would suspect her to be some kind of lapdog.
Waiting for the caravan
What is that I see in the distance... Wagons? A Caravan? My joy knows all bounds. Taking Ulfr in a wagon is always a nightmare... Animals and such contraptions rarely mix with ease.
During the ride
Villiedr had gone for the third caravan - knowing most people would start at the front of the column and work their way back, and knowing he'd need to board slowly in order to get Ulfr on board without incident, so he'd deliberately taken the rear caravan first and boarded carefully. Once on board, Ulfr was called to his side, and a restraining hand placed upon the wolf's head. The last thing he needed was his companion causing trouble before he had even reached the end of the Orion group's recruitment process...
OOC: Villiedr might talk with anyone else in the same caravan as him... especially if they have strong positive or negative feelings about canines.
Introduction
"I wield magic."
He was working magic right now... of a sort. The wolf that had accompanied him on his journey here was still with him - held, in fact, in his arms. This was mainly because he knew Ulfr was desperate to relieve herself... and letting your 'dog' widdle over the nice man's floor was rarely a good first impression.
Thankfully, she did not appear to be at the bursting point yet.
After a couple of moments' pause, it occured to Villiedr that they might have expected something more of him. "I am a druid and a spirit shaman - I bear the power of nature and the power of the spirits, for use on my allies... and our foes."
True, I don't bear all that much magic from either source, but I'd bet most of the people out there aren't exactly legendary arch-magi yet, either.
"I am known as Villiedr, a Killoren from... you'll have to excuse me, but I would prefer not to say. My people like their privacy, and I should not give out directions to them."
Posted on 2009-12-17 at 01:01:27.
Edited on 2009-12-17 at 01:11:58 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Thumb-twiddling ahoy!
Personally, I'd go ahead and post being in ten forward. After all, the councellor can call you from anywhere, it doesn't have to be your quarters or your duty station or anything.
On a more general note, are we all waiting on the discussion between Nick and Venn?
Posted on 2009-12-14 at 15:58:54.
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: Finished!
Okay, I think Villiedr is all ready.
Posted on 2009-12-10 at 22:59:07.
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Topic: Orion Group - Q/A
Subject: Slow Going
I have a mechanically complete Killoren Druid/Spirit Shaman made. I'm short a personality and physical description (Well, the character is. I have both - technically) - I'm always slow making those things up. Still, I'm certainly interested in the game, and you did need a healer.
Posted on 2009-12-10 at 09:10:43.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed
Subject: (8)I think all night and I argue all day!(8)
Stardate: 2368.04.10
Time: 13:40
USS Discovery, Counselling.
"Counsellor, the extreme reaction to a potentially mentally unstable junior officer is to formally require them to be analysed by the ship's counsellor, and if they're rated as marginal or unsuitable, have them reassigned to a desk job." A hint of amusement creeping into Nick's voice here. "It happened to me three times as an Ensign." But just as quickly, he's back to being serious.
"Doubtless, you're better at reading people than I am, so you can deal with her if you'd like. There are a couple of conditions, though: whatever stress problems she has have to be sorted before any of my men's lives depend upon the Ensign. Ideally, it should be sorted in a way that neither of us has to log on her permanent record. Get something like this down in your file, and your only hope of advancement is a Forlorn Hope."
I wonder if she knows what a Forlorn Hope is? She probably didn't take as many military history lessons as I did.
Posted on 2009-12-09 at 21:10:39.
Edited on 2009-12-09 at 21:12:13 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed
Subject: (8)I'm being psychoanalysed and I'm OK...(8)
Stardate: 2368.04.10
Time: 13:30
USS Discovery, Counselling.
"It sounds quite intruiging. You know, I would be greatly interested in the results. Perhaps you might consider sending me a copy of the reports, as well?"
"Of course." It's not as though making extra copies is a difficult task, after all. "Oh, and one other thing: If it's not too much of a problem, I'd like someone to head down to the brig, have a chat with Lieutenant Valkriss. She's only got a few days left on her sentence, and if she's calm enough, I'll ask the Captain to suspend those last days so she can be on duty when we launch. It's always a shame to miss the start of a mission, I find."
To this point in the conversation, Nick had been sitting ramrod-straight in the sofa, bolt upright, eyes glancing about the room as though he expected to be assaulted by flying psychology texts bearing phaser rifles. The water was clasped in his hand but he hadn't drunk any.
"Actually, I had planned on a visit myself today. Now, hadn't you asked me about some stress relif techniques because of a co-worker? Do you have time to talk about those concerns now?"
This was the point where Nick's body language changed. His arrangements and his doing a favour for the ridged-forehead one had both seen him acting as though in hostile territory, but when the subject switched to his new subordinate...
"My new Ensign arrived earlier today. I saw something in her hand as she was trying to find her room assignment from one of the docking bay terminals. I thought I'd remembered something about 'worry balls', and as you confirmed, they actually are a stress relief device. I will have to have those confiscated if she shows up for duty with them. I know, you have to be pretty hard on someone to enforce that particular part of the dress code, but the thing about duty in a security department is... Well, it's not that out of the question that Ensign La Rue will find herself leading a dozen of my enlisted men somewhere where rescue is a fortnight away and they have to survive combat conditions until relief can reach them. If she cannot cope with light ship-board duties without a mental crutch, the first time she tastes actual prolonged combat she's going to disintegrate. When an officer comes apart in battle, the people under them are dead. That simple, really. So, consider this a friendly warning: You may be seeing a lot of that ensign on this cruise."
...instead of guarded and cagey, he was speaking faster, gesticulating more - to the point that he'd actually spilled a little of his water on the sofa - and actually leaning forwards and concentrating on the counsellor. It was probably the first time in the conversation that they'd reached a topic more important to him than escaping from the counsellor's office unanalysed was.
Posted on 2009-12-08 at 15:34:55.
Edited on 2009-12-08 at 15:46:17 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Phaser Security around Felines
Considering how often life-forms on the Enterprise tended to spontaneously mutate into something completely different at the drop of a phlebonitum hat, maybe Data shouldn't have been so lax around Spot...
Posted on 2009-12-06 at 21:53:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Weaponry
I cannot help but think that if a certain phaser-stealing child were to be pointed in the direction of the security chief, he'd receive less bollocking and more sympathy than his mother might expect...*-)
"Aw, your family keeps a phaser? I wasn't even allowed to play with sharp knives when I was a kid..."
On a slightly related note: Is it standard practice for Starfleet officers to keep phasers in the quarters, or is this a peculiarity of the lieutenant?
Posted on 2009-12-04 at 01:17:29.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed
Subject: Mind Games
Stardate: 2368.04.10
Time: 13:30
USS Discovery, Counselling.
As it had been already a long day, and the tight knot at thee back of her head kept moving to the front, Venn was only mildly embarrased that she could not completely recall the man's name as Nick entered the office.
After a few moments, it came to her, sudden and sharp, and she winced with theeffort, before greeting him warmly.
"Ah, yes. How are you, Nick? What can I do for you this afternoon?"
Ahh, a helpful and friendly attitude! The cynic's one true weakness! Well, what else would I expect from a counsellor - if they don't put you on edge they're not well trained enough.
"Well, I was wondering if you could help me with a little problem of mine. I need an opponent for my next live-fire boarding drill."
"I see. Well, why don't we have a seat if you have some time and we can talk it over a bit first. Would you like something to drink?"
"Just water, thank you." I'm hard enough to control even without caffeine or alcohol in me.
A sugar high does not bear contemplation.
Venn stood, willing her body into steadiness, and moved across the room with tight control, feeling her muscles coiled and aching as the tension in her head spread along her lean frame. Stopping before the replicator, she requested a warm cocoa with whipped cream and sighed softly, pushing aside a memory of Max Romanov's cocoa as a child.
That's weird. Her movements should be more fluid, the muscles are tensing oddly...
"So, you were saying...?"
"Is there something wrong, Counsellor D... Constantine? Your body appears to be in some distress."
Now, if that's only a body language problem, then she's probably tense, stressed, and/or fatigued, pick two or three. But she could also be ill... if I'd actually taken a field medicine course, I might have some idea what the alternatives are. Oh, well.
....wait... Has she found out about my holodeck program? I could understand her being tense and stress when meeting me if she knew about that...
OOC: Some back and forth with the counsellor about her current state. Picking up again when they get back to Nick's reason for visiting.
"Anyway, the drill. It's pretty simple in theory - one of the non-security officers is appointed to lead a 'raiding party' of off-duty officers and crewmen in an attempt to take control of or destroy the ship. That officer gets to pick who they use, how many, when they 'attack', and it's up to myself and the security staff to try and stop them without warning or foreknowledge of their plans. I think it is best if I give leadership of the opposition to whichever of the other senior staff is most in need of... well, some stress relief. Running up and down corridors with a phaser rifle set on stun is *fun*, and it's certainly a break from their regular duties. Anyway, all the details are on this PADD. I'll leave it with you, and you can give it to one of the other senior officers - I think you'd know who needs this better than I would, yes?"
OOC: Any discussion relating to the boarding drill in here.
"Oh, and one other thing: If it's not too much of a problem, I'd like someone to head down to the brig, have a chat with Lieutenant Valkriss. She's only got a few days left on her sentence, and if she's calm enough, I'll ask the Captain to suspend those last days so she can be on duty when we launch. It's always a shame to miss the start of a mission, I find."
Posted on 2009-12-01 at 11:58:46.
Edited on 2009-12-08 at 15:47:37 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Season 3
Tends to be the season that makes or breaks Trek series. There's two Trek series that didn't make it to 7 season runs - TOS and ENT - both of which had poor 3rd seasons.
Contrast that with the list of Trek series with poor 1st and 2nd seasons - TNG, VOY, ENT... and depending on your view, DS9.
So TNG got its act together just in time... as did VOY, somehow. I still can't believe they suckered me into watching Neelix for seven years.
TOS, on the other hand, was kinda screwed by it's drop in funding... and form.
Posted on 2009-11-17 at 14:29:25.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: An appropriate warning
Has been added to the text.
Posted on 2009-11-16 at 14:51:17.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: But I was always disappointed in the dominant prison!
Just for fun...I've prepared a new version of my last post for your enjoyment. Courtesy of Translation Party
Edit: Warning! May make your head hurt!
(I'm posting this in the form
Original Paragraph
Updated Paragraph)
Stardate: 2368.04.10
Time: 14:00
USS Discovery, Main Engineering Security Post
4513.3:2368 April 10 Time: 14 security issues in marine engineering, the image was found 14 times
A quick nod and a quiet 'as you were' to the Ltjg on duty were all Nick indulged in before heading to the terminal. Additional messages to go out: Informing the other department heads who their security officers for the next voyage would be, and asking if any of them had problems with the deployment. Average stuff. A check for a reply from their illustrious captain... which hadn't come.
Sui 『Kaya with you before, she had a terminal hooked Ltjg all, I agree with Nick and working quietly. If you are teaching for the next voyage chief and other sectors, additional message: move the security personnel, and will endeavor to introduce these issues. Average raw. Check out a brilliant response from the captain did not come ....
Almost as though he doesn't approve of me running background checks... Almost as though it's some sort of illicit hobby I need to break myself out of. Heh... 'Suspicious Bastards Anonymous' would be a great idea for a holodeck program.
In any part of the hobby, many poor people may be able to check the background - you need to get him. The heh ... 'This is a suspicious Anonymous' Aideahorodekki not been a great program that is connected.
The usual scanning of his current business. Lieutenant (jg) Valkriss remained the only drain on his brig spaces.
As usual, he scans the current business. Lieutenant () Buriggusupesu Valkriss jg He remains the only outflow.
Mmmm, Klingons. Keep on making me look like I've got good self control, Lieutenant!
Well, Klingon. To me, a good self-control, so please look at the lieutenant!
She had a good five days until her release. Maybe he'd get the counsellor to look her over, in the hopes of getting her let out a couple of days early? Nothing personal about Valkriss
She is a good five days. How he or she is probably the case that young are not the only one to display, in a few days? Nothing personal about Valkriss
(whom he'd met once when she was first incarcerated on the Discovery), but he knew from personal experience it was always disappointing to miss the start of a voyage because you were in the brig.
If the cruise to meet Brigadier General (he was, Discovery Channel, first from her personal experience), but I was always disappointed in the dominant prison.
Which just left... Drills. Jack gets to schedule attack drills. Vulcan Guy - I'll learn his name eventually! - gets to schedule medical drills. Callie gets to use actual drills. I get to do boarding drills - and I do have a new ensign to break in...
This training drill attack .... please get the schedule for the jack on the left. Barukangai - I finally learn their names! - Get the medical training schedule. Callie gets to use a drill in practice. Even if I was flying - I do not mind a new flag for the rest of the ... ...
A grin slowly spread across Nick's face. Everyone loves getting to pretend to board the ship. Likewise, everyone hates us running mock phaser battles through their department. So... which other department head has been naughty... and which has been nice?
Nick was a slow smiling face. I love to pretend to get everything on the board. Similarly, no one actually does not run like a phaser fight. So ... I was a department head or other mischief.
...to me?
... Me?
He could pass out the chance to run around with stun phasors raisin' hell based on favouritism. But he'd already gotten Jack and the Tactical officers to do his first such drill, when he'd taken over as Security Chief.
To hell, raisin, 'Phasors to stun him, you can pass the execution to avoid the possibility of unfairness. However, as the first training, I'm Jack, a former bodyguard of chief strategy officer, he already has after all.
Which left... Med, Sci, Eng, or Ops. Med's and Ops' chiefs were both new transfers, and he tended to avoid the Eng and Sci chiefs if he could help it. So he was a little stumped.
Or, on the left ..., medicine, science, engineering, or cooperation. This action, Fukui Tifonetto to avoid future scientific leaders of the new headquarters, he can best help him. His little confusing.
What else is a counsellor for, if not to help with such problems?
, Counselor, or something is wrong
It was easy enough sending a notification to the counsellor that he was on his way up to her now.
Well, the easiest way to open the counselor will be sending her information about him.
And if she has other plans for this evening? So much the better. It means she won't waste time asking me about my feelings. I have a holographic counsellor for that. Noone minds if I smash a holographic counsellor's head in with a meditation lamp.
And other plans, this evening, I, I, I, you and your girlfriend? Much better. She felt wasted my time listening. I need to consult a counselor for the hologram. So Horogurafikkukaunsera people, many of the headlights is an advanced meditation of my heart.
Time: 14:30
USS Discovery, Counsellor Constantine's Office
Time: 14:30 spacecraft, Constantine Counselor Office
Okay, Nick. You can do this. Go in, complete your self-assigned task, and get out with as few lectures as possible. All you have to do is act normal.
Well, Nick. You can do this. Allocation of tasks to complete the move of some of my classes. And, if all the cases, the usual.
Hell, that's never going to work. You act about as well as a paraplegic ballet dances.
The hell is not going to work. Please ballet dancing as well as paralysis, your behavior.
A resigned sigh, and Nick quickly hit the door chime to the counsellor's office. If he had to meet up with her, he might as well get it over with. In his hands he held a PADD - it contained the instructions one of the other department heads would need to form up an Opposing Force for him.
Office, shortness of breath, Doachaimukaunsera resign Nick said. For example, he has to overcome it, you can see him. PADD, holding his hands - one in the field of 1,1,2,1,2,1,2-length one, the other two I 2 and at least two three steps 1 and 2 one of the group is required
Getting the counsellor to pick which one got it would add a whole new level of complexity to the exercise - as not only would he not know the exact day and time of it all, but he wouldn't know who he'd be fighting, either.
He, in addition to a whole new level, the counselor for all three compounds in a single - not known with any date, has published the exact time.
Still, no matter. If he couldn't beat a penpusher, a doctor, an engineer or a scientist in a combat drill, he didn't deserve to lead a security department anyway.
Still, regardless. If he, doctors, engineers, scientists fight penpusher trained to win, he does not deserve to lead the security department anyway.
Posted on 2009-11-16 at 14:32:31.
Edited on 2009-11-16 at 14:50:49 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Romulans
Would act all understanding at the end of the episode. Then stick a knife in the back of the erstwhile mutineers between episodes. That's a middle ground, right?
Posted on 2009-11-16 at 00:27:00.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: Yardarms
Surely a spacedock would have one... even if it's a high-tech plasma-powered dark-anti-matter one...
Posted on 2009-11-16 at 00:08:38.
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed
Subject: Eternal Cloudbank of a Dirty Mind
Stardate: 2368.04.10
Time: 14:00
USS Discovery, Main Engineering Security Post
A quick nod and a quiet 'as you were' to the Ltjg on duty were all Nick indulged in before heading to the terminal. Additional messages to go out: Informing the other department heads who their security officers for the next voyage would be, and asking if any of them had problems with the deployment. Average stuff. A check for a reply from their illustrious captain... which hadn't come.
Almost as though he doesn't approve of me running background checks... Almost as though it's some sort of illicit hobby I need to break myself out of. Heh... 'Suspicious Bastards Anonymous' would be a great idea for a holodeck program.
The usual scanning of his current business. Lieutenant (jg) Valkriss remained the only drain on his brig spaces.
Mmmm, Klingons. Keep on making me look like I've got good self control, Lieutenant!
She had a good five days until her release. Maybe he'd get the counsellor to look her over, in the hopes of getting her let out a couple of days early? Nothing personal about Valkriss (whom he'd met once when she was first incarcerated on the Discovery), but he knew from personal experience it was always disappointing to miss the start of a voyage because you were in the brig.
Which just left... Drills. Jack gets to schedule attack drills. Vulcan Guy - I'll learn his name eventually! - gets to schedule medical drills. Callie gets to use actual drills. I get to do boarding drills - and I do have a new ensign to break in... A grin slowly spread across Nick's face. Everyone loves getting to pretend to board the ship. Likewise, everyone hates us running mock phaser battles through their department. So... which other department head has been naughty... and which has been nice?
...to me?
He could pass out the chance to run around with stun phasors raisin' hell based on favouritism. But he'd already gotten Jack and the Tactical officers to do his first such drill, when he'd taken over as Security Chief. Which left... Med, Sci, Eng, or Ops. Med's and Ops' chiefs were both new transfers, and he tended to avoid the Eng and Sci chiefs if he could help it. So he was a little stumped.
What else is a counsellor for, if not to help with such problems?
It was easy enough sending a notification to the counsellor that he was on his way up to her now.
And if she has other plans for this evening? So much the better. It means she won't waste time asking me about my feelings. I have a holographic counsellor for that. Noone minds if I smash a holographic counsellor's head in with a meditation lamp.
Time: 14:30
USS Discovery, Counsellor Constantine's Office
Okay, Nick. You can do this. Go in, complete your self-assigned task, and get out with as few lectures as possible. All you have to do is act normal.
Hell, that's never going to work. You act about as well as a paraplegic ballet dances.
A resigned sigh, and Nick quickly hit the door chime to the counsellor's office. If he had to meet up with her, he might as well get it over with. In his hands he held a PADD - it contained the instructions one of the other department heads would need to form up an Opposing Force for him. Getting the counsellor to pick which one got it would add a whole new level of complexity to the exercise - as not only would he not know the exact day and time of it all, but he wouldn't know who he'd be fighting, either.
Still, no matter. If he couldn't beat a penpusher, a doctor, an engineer or a scientist in a combat drill, he didn't deserve to lead a security department anyway.
Posted on 2009-11-15 at 20:41:21.
Edited on 2009-11-15 at 20:48:35 by whoiam
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Topic: Star Trek: No Good Deed Q&A
Subject: In which case...
...You'd know all the information in his file except the fact he's an augment. Leaving the intriguing question of why someone with his disciplinary record is still in the service
Posted on 2009-11-10 at 20:11:29.
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