Posted Oct. 28, 2020, 2:47 p.m. by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) (Lindsay B)
Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim: Zoi’s Quarters
Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in Main Sim: Zoi’s Quarters
What would be most fun? Certainly not some noxious gas poisoning her lungs. No sir. She wanted none of that shady business. On her way to her quarters, she alleviated her boredom by setting off several fire alarms. None were actually fires but the ensuing chaos was fun to watch and it mildly entertained her before finally achieving her destination.Now the question became, how much time did she have before Dira would join her? Did she have enough time to dress in something slinky or make her quarters more romantically inviting? She thought about this for a long few minutes before making up her mind that the ambiance of her quarters could wait. First she needed to be dazzling. Besides, if she was dazzling enough, Dira wouldn’t even notice her quarters. And, bonus would be if Dira took a bit longer than expected, Zoi could spruce up a little of the environment after she had finished prepping herself. Intrigued by her plans, she decided to get into action. No time could be wasted.
Haven, CoS
The Cheshire CatOOC: Imma just let this thread take as long as you want. Ping me for any clarifications. :D
GM Wombat
OOC: I’m totally going to toss in a pseudo alt-timeline here, because it makes sense under the circumstances.
IC:
Okay, an hour later things were moving towards getting back to normal, but not all of the crew had been treated yet. With her right hand thrust in her pocket, her fingers gripped the hypo lightly ready to trigger it at a moment’s notice. She was still in uniform of course and had the rebreather on, but she had formulated a plan to treat Zoi without risking herself too greatly.
Arriving at Zoi’s temporary quarters, she was well aware that the neuroblocker was wearing off. But as things in general calmed down on the station, the less she needed it so it wasn’t a concern. Reaching out, she pressed the chime and then promptly reached her hand back into her pocket to hold hypo.
Commander Myqian, XO
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