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5 yrs ago
@littleone - No. The world would not be better off without you. Those who know you will greatly miss you. Hang in there. Sometimes it might not seem like it but you mean a lot to those who love you.
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5 yrs ago
I'm alive. I'm going to see if I can get back into a bit more active. I have a good feeling about this year but then again, it just started so :/ lol
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5 yrs ago
Currently alive....for whatever that is worth.
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6 yrs ago
I'm in the process of moving so I'm currently a bit CrAzY at the second. Hopefully, I'll be back to normal reply schedule soon (after the move and the insanity of getting basic unpacking done)
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6 yrs ago
Been sick for two weeks. Not fun at all :/ Just FYI

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Current Status (updated 12.6.21):
I've quit my job and am currently job hunting. I'm hoping that and a few other things will help me enjoy life again.
I am around a bit though better to discuss on discord.

I'm not looking for new partners/stories at this time.

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If you want you can have Riker or Nex ask a couple questions as well.
I didn't want to write a novel (lol) with just Picard asking - at least not without giving you a chance to get a word in edgewise ;)

Up to you. :)
Gaheris gave another slight nod to the doctor before jerking his head slightly inclining for Rommie to join him. He doubted he'd need the Doctor's services a few days from now. Whatever her technology she used had gotten him healed enough that his nanobots would take care of the rest. Nietzscheans were bio-engineered to be perfect. The best. Healthwise, healing wise - everything about a Nietzschean was geared toward survival and their genetics was no exception.

The massive creature followed behind and slightly to the left. Gaheris wasn't too impressed. Worf might seem formidable - which had yet to be determined - but Garehis was Nietzschean. Not to mention trained by the High Guard - the elite fighting force of the Commonwealth. He was full military and could engage as such. Still, he was curious how well he'd do against Worf. Provided that their might be an opportunity, he'd like to see if the man would spare. Just to get an idea of his skills. Though, he himself would have to be careful not to reveal a lot. It was just them. Though, these people were a bit...trusting.

They sat in the ready room waiting for the captain. Worf scrutinized them from where he stood off to the side. Both had the bearing and posture that indicated either military training - or maybe even some high class society training. They were rigid yet appearing relaxed. That indicated more military. Not to mention, their clothes had a uniform appeal to it and they were armed.

"You mentioned your ship was the Enterprise," Rommie looked over at Riker. Of the two, he seemed more open for engagement than Worf. She had no idea what species the other man was but he had a fierce look to him. Almost closed. Not that she judged. There were many species that had looks that might seem intimidating or fierce yet were very passive. She doubted that in this case but you never knew. "Is she common for your, Federation was it?"

Gaheris, face cool as ever, looked at Rommie. Excellent, she was gathering information that could be useful. Know thy enemy.

They didn't really get much chance for a reply before the Captain entered.

Jean-Luc was curious about these newcomers and as soon as they were ready headed over. But not before first contacting Nex and seeing if she would be willing to accompany him. Seeing as they had no idea who they were - Commander Rhade was not like any species he was familiar with - though he seemed very human. In addition, he was a commander and thus military. It would be good to know his intentions and having a telapath was very handy for that. Though, Picard doubted they were a threat.

Entering, he waved them down as they both moved to stand. Neither of which listened.

"Captain, my I express my gratitude for the use of your Doctor." Gaheris inclined his head slightly.

"You're most welcome. I hope she was most helpful."

"Indeed, she was."

They sat.

Picard glanced over at Riker before turning his attention to the newcomers. "I'm sure you have a fascinating tale on how you got out in the middle of nowhere in that little pod." He had checked with the bridge. There were absolutely no debris. Nothing to indicate where the ship came from.

Rommie looked over at Gaheris. It would be interesting to see what he would reveal and what he wouldn't. Her look was not lost by Picard.

The commander placed his hands calmly on the table, resting them, perfectly at ease. He studied the captain with calm assurance. "We were aboard our vessel when we got caught in the gravitational pull of a black hole. The ship itself was damaged," Damage from the fight but really sabotage was what had got them caught. Sabotage by him. Something that Rommie was undoubtedly thinking about. He continued. "So we tried to get away in the escape pod. Apparently, we were pulled in as well because we found ourselves here, in the Yol’tor system." He shrugged. "Frankly we're lucky to be alive. It's theorized that black holes lead to other universes or different parts of the universe but no one knows and you could be just as lucky to end up dead. Something I'm grateful that we aren't." He leaned back slightly. "We appreciate you picking us up though. If you wouldn't mind, there's a Commonwealth station in this sector that you can drop us off at."

Picard exchanged a look with the others from his team before looking back at Gaheris. "How can you be certain that you're still in the same galaxy?" He asked. And that wasn't even touching the fact a different universe.

"Oh we're not." Rommie spoke up. "The Yol’tor system is in the Andromeda Galaxy, section," she rattled off a series of coordinates. "We were in the Hephaistos system." She looked at them as if they should know that. Then she remembered they weren't Commonwealth. "The Hephaistos system is in the Milky Way, coordinates..."

Rhade cut her off. "Rommie is a bit of a star enthusiast. She's our astronomics officer." There was no fluxation or indication of the lie. It technically wasn't really a lie yet it wasn't truth. "She's gets a bit technical." He gave her a calm look.

Picard was amazed. If what they were saying were true than the implications was mind boggling. That meant they personally were not in the Milky Way Galaxy and thus millions of light years away from home. In addition, they were dealing with a faction - this Commonwealth - that seemed to think nothing less of jumping across galaxies. The implications that this was a story, possible, seemed highly improbable. Who would make something like that up. He glanced slightly at Nex.
Yeah, Hollywood is notorious for reboots. It's like they don't have any imagination. OR they try to take something that was done before, use the name and do their own take or storyline on it.
But yeah... I won't rant lol

And yeah. I haven't seen but my sister watched it through (I believe). I heard it got a bit soap opera-like.
But hopefully, you're enjoying it.

No problem, it looked good :)

What? Isn't everyone a Cylon?
Technically we can even argue Rommie is a Cylon. She is an AI. *nods*
But no....let's not put her in with that lot.

Troi. Yes. She seemed to think everything was her business. Some might be but yeah.
I think if she's free, Picard would have Nex come in. They don't know who these people are and it would be good to get her judgement. But I don't see why anyone else would be there. Not yet.
Correct. I'm not sure how many people are familiar with the 1978/1980 original version of Battlestar Galactica. The reboot has a large following, though personally I couldn't really get past the first episode or two I believe (not after the original. lol).

Wow. 2005 was 12 years ago. Dang. It doesn't seem so long.
Of course, last decade was the 90s lol.

lol. No problem. You get to it when you can :)
And yes dialogue makes shorter posts so no problem there.
Though let me know if I don't give enough time for it. I can always go back and fix it :)
Gaheris watched as the captain left. He had the look and power of a captain. The command, the structure. But there was also a lot of weakness in him. The very fact he waved away the security officer's concern about the weapons was a dead giveaway. He had no idea who Gaheris or Rommie were. It was obvious that they had never heard of the Commonwealth - something that was fascinating in it's own right. If the roles were reversed he'd confiscate the weapons. The first officer though and the security chief both seemed a bit more wise in that regard. And the security chief - Worf - he seemed like he might be formidable. Not that Gaheris was going to be stupid and try anything. He was on a starship with who knew how many crew members. Even if he was able to take out everyone in this room - which he didn't know their skills - it would do them no good. At the moment he needed them.

He was pleased though with the fact they were escorted to the med deck. The technology was fascinating as well but not too much different. They had these turbo lifts though which were similar to the the ladders between decks. Something that might benefit the Commonwealth - or Nietzscheans.

Rommie was quiet as they went. He knew she was taking in everything, gathering information, observing. It was what she did. When they had privacy he would need to check with her to see if she picked up anything useful.

The med room was sophisticated. A bit different than the Andromeda Ascendant. "Gaheris Rhade," he said at the introduction. "Minor injury. Plasma burn to the left and side of my ribcage. Just a bit to off from my heart. I'll live." He was hesitant about letting her look at it. Something that immediately caught Rommie's eye. Nietzscheans rarely turned down medicial help if they needed it. Still...part of him wanted to endure it. It might help ease some of what he did. However, his instincts won over and he let her examine it. As stated it was plasma burn. It bore through his uniform and burned into his skin. He was lucky to be alive. The injury itself was not like something the Federation had seen before - at least not something that would come from the weapons of the major players. They used more phasor type weapons versus plasma.

Rommie surveyed the room around her fascinated, though not showing it. In some aspects, they had better technology than even she had. Though not completely. She picked up differences. In some aspects, the Commonwealth had better equipment, others they did. Though without full examination and understanding, she couldn't tell for sure.

"Rommie, was it?"

She turned her attention to the commander. Was she injured? Well that was not black and white. This body had no connection to the rest of her. That left a major feeling of...loss. It was hard to walk down the corridors of a ship and not be able to control anything. To stand in a room and not have any connection to the mainframe. She was used to doing dozens - hundreds - of little tasks at once. This...this was nothing. She shook her head. "I don't require medical assistance." In fact, she didn't need the doctor to poke around her with any equipment. She didn't know how sophesticated they were but she gave off no life signs, nothing that indicated human. "I appreciate your concern, Commander." She tilted her head slightly as she looked once more around the room. "You have a fascinating vessel." She caught sight of Gaheris slight look. Leaving it at that she watched as he stood, restored.

"You regenerated the tissue at the molecular level to repair his injury." She noted. And that was without nanobots. As the doctor turned to her, she quickly put up a hand to avoid getting scanned. "I'm fine, thank you."

"If you come this way," Worf ordered seeing as they were done. "The Captain will see you." He looked at Beverly. "Provided of course, you are satisfied, Doctor?"

Gaheris gave a slight bow to the woman. "I appreciate your assistance, Doctor Crusher, was it?" Ignoring Worf, he looked over at Commander Riker. "At your will Commander, we're more than ready."
Which version of Battlestar Galactica? Though I have the sinking feeling you mean the newest version. lol
Though you know, there is nothing wrong with watching a show with attractive individuals. Though yeah... I never do that. At all. lol

You missed 2005?
And huzzah! Thanks for the post. Will you kill me if I got a reply up sooner rather than later? ;) lol
Yay! Looking forward to it.

She was mad. That much was obvious by her strike. Vivienne rarely ever hit Charles so the fact she did so now meant he did something she didn't like. Not that he would apologize for it or not. He did as he pleased. Still, what got her all fired up? Charles' eyes roamed over Will briefly. He didn't recognize him but he noted the anger and hatred. Both good be dangerous but at the same could make the young man easily manipulated.

Turning his attention back to Vivienne, he picked up a glass studied it for a second even as he leaned back casually. He turned his attention back to the woman. "Where was I?" He raised an eyebrow, his voice as calm and collective as if she hadn't just attacked him. "Considering you had my ship I was here on the island." He took a drink. "Where were you? I see you brought back a new boyfriend."

"Now hold on, I'm not her...."

The slap sent Will backwards. Charles didn't even seem to change moods just remained calm. The first mate moved forward slightly to ensure the young man didn't draw his sword.

Charles turned back to Vivienne. His face no longer stung and honestly he didn't think she would really challenge him just angry. And now that he had directed the conversation as he had wanted he was ready to see what her issue was. They were close and though he wasn't the best nor she - in a way he did consider her almost like a daughter. Well the best one like him could. Not that he wouldn't kill her if he had to but still - there was a bit of fondness for her that forgave much that would get any other man killed.

"Alright, why do you inquire? Have I not given you fair hearing in the past? Just spit out what you want. And I'm sure you have a very good explanation for yourself." He gave a smile that didn't meet his eyes.
:)
Oh good. Thanks. :D

Oh btw: Gaheris' bone spikes are folded in slightly -the picture has them fully out. In passive mode they are bent in slightly, visible and could be dangerous but not as easy to get hurt by them.
Roger looked from Will to the girl and back. "Alright. And here I was thinking I could help." He chuckled. "Great, I'll tell the ladies."

Estella finished gathering up the tools. This way when the engine started there wouldn't be loose items around. She glanced over at Will. Again she was surprised at his response. He not only obviously didn't seem to mind but at the same time he seemed to be willing to go out of his way to accommodate her. It was a bit touching, not that she was going to let herself tear up or anything. She provided a smile. "Thank you, I appreciate it." Not that she would ask. She wouldn't impose or make them spend extra to get her something different. But it was still touching. Having grown up with a lot of anti-semitisms, it was nice to see that there were some people out there who weren't judgemental.

When they finally did take off, Estella stayed in the engine room making sure everything worked well. She did some tweaking here and there, making sure everything ran smoothly. As said, they were able to take off and there was no major incident. Still, there was stuff that needed to be done and even as she heard the engine run she picked up little nuances, issues that though weren't going to cause immediate issues and crash the ship, would need to be dealt with down. She mentally made a list.

Having gone back and informed the ladies they were ready to go, Roger took Bea to the observation deck so she could watch the ascent and then the passing landscape. It was always an amazing sight - at least in his opinion. To fly. Mankind had been wanting to fly probably as long as they had seen birds do so. And here they were. It was in a machine, yes, but it was still flying.
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