New Imperial Order IC

[KitanaVorr]

"Oh! The ship is sentient?" Lady Meiko bit her lip thoughtfully. "Interesting."

She continued to mess around with the ship but not seriously. Only playing with the audio systems, the temperature controls, the lights...nothing too dangerous, only to pass the time away. She had been doing that too much lately even doing her most favorite thing in the world, slicing, was getting drab. What was wrong with her? Maybe this little trip would jolt some...life...into her life.

"Every single night, the same arrangement, I go out and fight the fight," she sings softly to herself, tapping a key absently. "I've been making shows of trading blows, just hoping no one knows, that I've been going through the motions, walking throught the part, nothing seems to penetrate my heart."

Spinning the chair, she stretched and sighed wistfully. "Will I stay this way forever? Sleepwalk thorugh my life's endeavor...going through the motions, I can't even see, if this is really me, and I just want to be...alive."

She stares at the blank screen. "You're more alive than I am."

 

[Jemal]

OOC: Forgot to mention.. That picture that someone posted of a ships interior, looks good. We'll use that.

IC:
"Apparently so, miss. Could you tell me where we are going? And why is my engineer not here?" The voice comes out of a nearby speaker, seemingly using the music as 'background noise'

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Apparently so, miss. Could you tell me where we are going? And why is my engineer not here?" The voice comes out of a nearby speaker, seemingly using the music as 'background noise'

OOC: ROFL! Kewl! It's ALIVE! It's ALIVE!

IC:

Lady Meiko blinks for a brief moment and then bursts out in peals of laughter. "There's no engineer here, Ms. Pearly Haven! Just a scruffy pilot that could use a bath, a very repressed Jedi, and some other guy who's probably just a big old thug...and of course, yours truly, the creme de la creme!"

 

[Jemal]

OOC: I was bored too, so hey! you've got a living ship.

IC:
"Well, it is nice to meet you, miss Creme, or is that a title? Oh, and please, call me Pearl. I would appreciate it if you did not tell the others about my presence... We sentient ships are rather... rare."

 

[KitanaVorr]

I would appreciate it if you did not tell the others about my presence... We sentient ships are rather... rare."

OOC: Oh no! Its not because its all in her freaking head is it?! Poor Meiko...a nutjob huh...ooh boy....

IC:

"You can call me Phoenix," Meiko tilted her head slightly to one side as she peered at the computer thoughtfully. "Don't worry. I don't want to tell anybody about you. I think I like keeping you to myself."

Suddenly her brows rose slightly. "Hey can you see everywhere in the ship, Pearl?"

 

[Jemal]

ooc: Hmm..

IC: "Why actually yes, miss Pheonix. My internal sensors can see any part of the ship, and if you wish, I can display what I see with a hologram, for you to see it as well. It is so good to finally have someone to talk to!"

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Well never show any of them what I look like without the wig and contacts, okay? In fact, don't show any of them what goes on in my cabin..."

Her lips curved into the most wicked smile.

"But feel free to give me some nice holos of the guys in the shower..." Brows arched slightly and lowered. "That Mang, a woman's got to appreciate a solider's body even if his personality is about as exciting as a dictionary, eh, Pearl? I'm sure you can relate. There's some pretty sleek transports out there..."

OOC: I'm so glad everyone has left work cuz I'm dying and people will be wondering why I am laughing so hard at work...

 

[Krizzel]

Mang heard the music coming from engineering, but it wasn't loud enough to disturb his concentration.

Indeed, he almost enjoyed the distractions – if he really enjoyed anything at all, of course – welcoming them as a test of his mental discipline. It was too bad he was at the end of his morning’s training, as it was one of the few things in which he allowed himself to feel satisfaction. Dispassionate satisfaction only, of course – no need to become deluded with one’s own grandeur.

Nevertheless, it was time for him to start learning more about each of these people and how he could best employ them to his own purposes. And also how he might invoke some self-betterment in each of them.

With a final strike, Mang snapped his lightsaber off and relaxed, turning promptly towards his cabin and heading for a nice hot shower. He really could use a shave, he thought, scrubbing at the microscopic stubble on the top of his head. Yes, a shower…

 

[KitanaVorr]

OOC:: *cough* I'm waiting...

Meiko tapped the computer console. "Come on, Pearl. What are they all doing now? Anything that I might like to see?"

 

[Jemal]

"Well, the one with the lightsaber just went into the refresher.. Isn't it wrong to spy on people though?"