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ataraxionlogs2012-10-31 04:04 pm
firstofficer) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-10-31 04:04 pm
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CHARACTERS: riddick, the wraith, tony stark, jack harkness, hikaru sulu, and spock
LOCATION: party on the bridgeeee
WARNINGS: too many dicks on the dancefloor
SUMMARY: after one network message is sent,avengers assemble autobots roll out our rag tag group makes it's way to the bridge, where a few less than happy discoveries are made.
NOTES: takes place on the 31st, and ends as power is restored to the ship.
They are, perhaps by all definitions, an unlikely group. In matters of personality alone, the variance in their personalities is significant indication that conflict will occur. And yet despite this potential, Spock can think of no better combination of people for the task at hand. The entire ship is under lock down, power is functioning at bare minimum to preserve essential operations- Shuttle Bay awaits the potential for emergency e-vac and security is pressed to it's limits attempting to contain the ever amassing group within the Oxygen Gardens. They are standard procedures, and the crew is performing admirably under crisis- as they have been frequently shown to do.
But there is more that can be done, and that is why they are here.
Tony Stark and Spock himself should be able to make a joint effort to access the navigational system of the ship- and Sulu, a pilot in his own right, would be able to chart new coordinates. Coordinates that would be decided by the radically varying perspectives from Riddick and the Wraith- survivalists advocating necessity, and Jack Harkness, advocating on behalf of crew morale. It would not be smooth, but it would be balanced, and that was the best they could hope for.
Spock waits just outside the lift for them to arrive- hands clasped at parade rest behind his back, but his gaze remains on the bridge. Now, it is simply a matter of time.
[ no idea what we want posting order to be, action and prose are both welcome? i'm just wordy as fuck ♥ ]
LOCATION: party on the bridgeeee
WARNINGS: too many dicks on the dancefloor
SUMMARY: after one network message is sent,
NOTES: takes place on the 31st, and ends as power is restored to the ship.
They are, perhaps by all definitions, an unlikely group. In matters of personality alone, the variance in their personalities is significant indication that conflict will occur. And yet despite this potential, Spock can think of no better combination of people for the task at hand. The entire ship is under lock down, power is functioning at bare minimum to preserve essential operations- Shuttle Bay awaits the potential for emergency e-vac and security is pressed to it's limits attempting to contain the ever amassing group within the Oxygen Gardens. They are standard procedures, and the crew is performing admirably under crisis- as they have been frequently shown to do.
But there is more that can be done, and that is why they are here.
Tony Stark and Spock himself should be able to make a joint effort to access the navigational system of the ship- and Sulu, a pilot in his own right, would be able to chart new coordinates. Coordinates that would be decided by the radically varying perspectives from Riddick and the Wraith- survivalists advocating necessity, and Jack Harkness, advocating on behalf of crew morale. It would not be smooth, but it would be balanced, and that was the best they could hope for.
Spock waits just outside the lift for them to arrive- hands clasped at parade rest behind his back, but his gaze remains on the bridge. Now, it is simply a matter of time.
[ no idea what we want posting order to be, action and prose are both welcome? i'm just wordy as fuck ♥ ]