boldly going.

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THE STARSHIP VISTA space. the final frontier and all that shit - look. you know it already. pick a location. pick your rank and division. post your characters. party hard. boldly go. you know the drill. also: here are your tunes. enjoy.

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BRIDGE.

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SICKBAY.

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ENGINEERING.

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CORRIDORS AND SHIT.

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TRANSPORTER ROOM.

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OBSERVATION DECK.

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LOUNGE IDK GET SOME FOOD.

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dr. britta perry, ph.d, m.d., 2nd lieutenant | blue shirt.

[ftws]

((ooc| ship's chief psychiatrist. commended on her brilliant work, she gains a reputation as being rebellious, stubborn, and disobedient. so far in her four-year career, her reprimands have entered double-digit numbers.))

[ in the small lean-in, known as her office, dr. perry's silently reviewing a patient's file. ]

lt. commander dale cooper | blue shirt.

[coops]

[Even though it's entirely against protocol, he's got a container of coffee-like drink with him on the bridge. He didn't dare bring donuts. Because what sort of example would he be making?]

EVERYWHERE ELSE I FORGOT.

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mia (nolastname) | red shirt - do you expect her to wear dresses down here? honestly.

[detoxes]

[It's a complete mystery as to why she's engineering personnel. Really. You'd think they just shoved her downstairs to keep her out of trouble or something.

Even though she's getting pretty used to the science-y side of things, she's nowhere near capable enough to be considered anything higher than just a tech on the daily assignment sheet.

She's at one of the desks downstairs, working on something. And cursing too loudly when she mucks it up.]

captain roger sterling | rockin' the yellow.

[coronaries]

[ don't talk to him before he's had his fifteen servings of vodka.

especially don't ask him to run an entire ship. ]

lt. margaret 'peggy' olson | gold shirt

[stenopool]

[ Peggy jumped quickly through the ranks to the surprise of everyone, herself included. Driven, ambitious, plays by the rules. Incredibly innovative with good work ethic.

The navigator is not here for your bullshit. ]

dr. victor frankenstein, ph.d, m.d., lieutenant commander | blue shirt.

[pyr]

((ooc| ship's science officer. specializing in neuroscience and chemistry, he has since left that behind, instead foraying into botany and genetics after a two-year absence on exo iii (which he refuses to discuss).))

[ in the botany room. though they may be light-years away from the red sun of the small planet m-23, the flowering plant still knows when its pollination time has come. as such, frankenstein is busy with a few large white flowers. it typically releases its pollen by way of wind and sometimes water, but that isn't an option on a starship. so, the junior botanist is busy transferring one flower's pollen to another. it's tedious work and demands one's full concentration. ]

lt. belle (nolastname) | red dress, excuse you.

[lucency]

[ there's nothing dire going on, right? she's not actually needed on the bridge? i mean, she'll go back, and there's really not that much to see but. space is pretty. along with that whole "final frontier" novelty, you feel? ]

dr. julia hoffman | blue shirt.

[therapeutics]

[ another psychiatrist, you said? because that's what's going on.

she might be growing lazy. does anybody do anything on this ship? anything traumatic? that's where the good stuff is.

in the meantime, she'll wait for someone to bring her a drink. ]

ENSIGN CAL TRASK. BLUE SHIRT.

[mayest]

((ooc| agrobiologist and aspiring terraformer. growing up on a ranch in the beautiful salinas valley in california, he joins starfleet a year after high school. while initially pursuing to become a security officer, he eventually switched to agrobiology after seeing a picture of a field from tellar.))

[ just getting back from the planet below, with his tricorder (containing soil samples) still around his chest and a phaser still at his waist. ]

lt. commander graham humbert | gold shirt.

[deadwildlife]

[ see, graham's responsible, and he doesn't bring coffee.

baked goods, though, he could go for those.

and it's not like the captain would care. it's not like there are things happening.

but no. keeping it professional. ]

howard stark. NOT STARFLEET HA.

[ex_expo586]

((ooc| weaponry and ship design consultant for starfleet. genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.))

[ having helped design the u.s.s. vista and it been souped up with the latest stark industries weaponry, it's only right that howard stark hitches a ride. so, he's in the lounge, sipping at some coffee, drawing up some sketches of the next starship on a napkin, and stealthily scooping out the women aboard. ]

[pastless]

[ this clerical stuff is turning out to give vicki more of a run for her money than she'd expected. she thought everyone had their posts. so why are they not at their posts?

this place is highly unorganized.

but peggy seems to have it together, at the very least, so when someone's not there that she's looking for (AND WHO SHOULD REALLY BE THERE THOUGH), it's pretty clear who to ask. ]

Have you seen the captain?

dr. james moriarty, ph.d, 2nd lieutenant. blue shirt.

[bleachtaire]

((ooc| a celebrated astrophysicist, however, he is not celebrated for his eccentric and, oft-times, erratic behaviour. well-known for that, his astute logical reasoning, and his hobby of private investigating (calling himself "consulting detective" and saying that he's the only one in the galaxy).))

[ it may look like he's observing the stars and doing his work, but in actuality, he's mulling over the details of a recent case. the case took place on tellar -- light-years away --, but he still has all the information he needs to solve. the details and motivation just need to fall into place. ]

ensign cosette fauchelevent | blue dress

[larks]

[ Cosette is a bit overwhelmed. This is her first ship assignment ever and she doesn't want to ever break protocol or make someone upset. So until she's more comfortable, she'll be found in the laboratories, tending to the plants, as one botanist does. Ethnobotanist, really, but if she's the only one with a relationship to the plants right now, then there isn't much to study. ]

[lucency]

[ what the hell are you even talking about, this ship has protocol? ]

You didn't bring enough to share?

[ she spins her chair around, removing her earpiece carefully and setting it down. it's not like there's anything important happening, anyway. ]

[hushful]

[ but cosette! it's the uss vista! protocol? this is the ship where orientation is two beers appearing in your hand when you step on board! zero percent stress!

and clearly what she needs is her obnoxious friend skipping in there as well, red dress and all. ]

What are you doing in here? Still.

[ plants are boring. what happened to the days of putting the ships underwater or was that just a one time thing for someone else? ]

should-be-captain joan holloway | workin' the red dress - today.

[marilyns]

[It's no surprise to anyone that Captain Sterling is nowhere to be found. So. In the meanwhile - she'll just... do what she always does. And hold everything down until he decides to show up.

Sigh.]