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ataraxites2014-11-08 12:00 am
Entry tags:
- !jump,
- benny lafitte,
- bethmora fortescue,
- bucky barnes,
- caroline forbes,
- cassel sharpe,
- charles xavier,
- claire bennet,
- cody griffin,
- dean winchester,
- draco malfoy,
- emma swan,
- erica reyes,
- gabriel,
- hannah,
- hayley,
- hermione granger,
- jemma simmons,
- jennifer keller,
- john blake | au,
- leia organa,
- leo fitz,
- lily potter,
- luke skywalker,
- malia tate,
- mr. gold (rumplestiltskin),
- peter quill,
- remus lupin,
- richard rider,
- ruby,
- sam alexander,
- simon monroe,
- simon tam
thirty-seventh jump;
CHARACTERS: Any and all.
LOCATION: Gravity Couches and beyond.
WARNINGS: Maybe some swearing, or even some violence, and more than likely some implied (and possibly explicit) nakedness.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Waking this jump is slow, awareness swimming murky up through the blue of the stasis fluid. There's no figures waiting outside the glass this time, no alarm in the state of medbay, but everything remains feeling distant and blurred. The fog of stasis sleep clings heavily to your mind and senses as you tumble free from the gravcouch, leaves you groggy as you turn to your post-jump routine. A good hot shower should clear it and wake you up, or maybe you'll be leaning on the coffee for the rest of the day.
New arrivals will find messages spraypainted across their lockers telling them not to follow their tattoo numbers, and instead to find a room on Floors 001-010.
( I can only hope that the answers will come to me in my sleep. )
LOCATION: Gravity Couches and beyond.
WARNINGS: Maybe some swearing, or even some violence, and more than likely some implied (and possibly explicit) nakedness.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Waking this jump is slow, awareness swimming murky up through the blue of the stasis fluid. There's no figures waiting outside the glass this time, no alarm in the state of medbay, but everything remains feeling distant and blurred. The fog of stasis sleep clings heavily to your mind and senses as you tumble free from the gravcouch, leaves you groggy as you turn to your post-jump routine. A good hot shower should clear it and wake you up, or maybe you'll be leaning on the coffee for the rest of the day.
New arrivals will find messages spraypainted across their lockers telling them not to follow their tattoo numbers, and instead to find a room on Floors 001-010.
( I can only hope that the answers will come to me in my sleep. )
