Un-Official Spacefleet RP

[zarikrahia]

((Time jump is fine by me.

@amnei: Toldya. Get him to the litter tray.))

[Amneiger]

((Jump is good.

Iskale: *litter tray'd*))

[zarikrahia]

((AMNEI! 1,000 posts! ;D))

[Fraze]

((All right, if no one objects, I guess I'll start the jump. If people do object, I guess I'll delete this post.))

Fraze found himself lacking in good clothes, so he went to the Spacefleet Gift Shop to get some clothing to wear while off duty. Through a strange series of improbable events with the robot manager that he still can't quite explain, he not only got clothes, but also landed himself a part-time job. ((What? I kind of wanted to work that in somehow.))

Changing into this new, more comfortable clothing, he picked his way to where he was told the ceremony would take place.

[Ice]

((Tirilia! =D Welcome back!))

Ice shrugged on a lab coat from her closet, making a note to get an iron-on 'Fleet badge or an embroidered coat if possible, and strolled out of her room. The thought of promotions brought Zarah to her mind. She would've definitely gotten one, with all the fighting she did. Maybe they've got some sort of posthumous award available? I'll have to ask someone at the ceremony.

Nameless was still lying in bed, thinking about the ceremony aloud. "It's not really anything I'd attend - I don't have a promotion, after all, and don't know these guys too well." She swung her legs over the side and grabbed a combat suit, ready to head to the hologram arena.

((And now she's in retirement until our next mission! ))

[zarikrahia]

Zari pulled a lab-coat over her t-shirt and jeans, mentally reminding herself to grab a fleet t-shirt from the store. nevermind. She'd have to go with her labcoat for now. She clipped leads onto the clones and tugged them out of the room, in a disorderly heap. They gradually sorted themselves out, mocking the officialness of the situation by looking straight ahead and pulling cat-faces, which look like they've swallowed a ballon.

<Zari> "-_-" Will you stop that?!>
<Aikran> ^_^; It's just so funny!>
<Ienalle> Stop being so insensitive. She gets the freezes in public.>

[Amneiger]

((Wait, really? *looks at his postcount* Whoa. ))

Amneiger walked as quickly through the corridors as he could. All his labcoats were in his laboratory, and somehow showing up for the ceremony in a sweatshirt didn't seem very dignified. As he grabbed a coat from the back of a chair he thought some more about promotions.

I wonder why I got promoted? All I've done for the past few days is run around getting shot at, without getting any research done.
Wait. Is that how the higher-ups are determining who gets promoted? By running combat missions? But that means less time for research...and what are they promoting me to, and what kind of responsibilities will I have then?

Well, no point in worrying when I'm going to find out soon anyway. Amneiger threw the coat on and hurried out.

[Bacon]

Although he didn't put it there, Bacon had found a Spacefleet uniform for him in his room. "Must have been a maid... or somebody." He said to himself as he put it on in preparation for the ceremony.

"You look sharp." Clint told him, as he walked in on Bacon, who had just donned the uniform. "Hope you become a general." The sudden politeness surprised Bacon.

"Er... thank you, Clint." Bacon said as he walked out the door, although he was sure he heard Clint mumble something about sarcasm before it closed.

[zarikrahia]

Zari walked to the allocated place, and stood around looking confused for a bit, before where she was supposed to go was pointed out by...was that some sort of slug?

[Fraze]

Fraze waved to Zari. "Over here!"
When she arrived, he continued. "I'm usually late for these things, but I don't really see anyone else here yet."

[Amneiger]

Amneiger arrived at the meeting hall, an auditorium with a stage and rows of seats. He climbed up on the stage and went behind the curtains, where he was in time to hear Fraze's last sentence.

"I think we're actually early; there's still several minutes until the ceremony actually starts."

((Zari - Slug thing?))

[zarikrahia]

((They do have to have someone to act as a living signpost, right? And someone has to clean up Mrs. Smithers upchuck from last nights emergency sim. No-one wants to sit on that.))

Zari grinned at Fraze and Amneiger. 'Great. No-one's gonna see me having a last-minute freakout. Awesome. I can save face.' She dug in her pocket and pulled out a pencil. 'Drat. I can't hit the clones or make it look like I haven't just dragged m'self outta bed, ra tel. Nevermind.' She stuck the pencil through her hair, twisted it, then stuck it through to make a messy bun. 'At least that's better than looking like a persian cat just got set on me. I slept in, woke up 15 minutes ago, dragged my sorry rear outta bed and threw some clothes on. I'm terrible at this sorta thing. I always look like I've walked outta a Lab explosion. Which I sorta have. I had a lab accident last night.' She pointed at the Ocelot-Ears poking through her hair. 'Promise me never to walk around my lab without a spacesuit. Ever. I don't eant to end up with a squid on my hands.'

[Tirilia]

((Thanks Ice! ))

"Merf.. mumble.. grumble.. grrr... fmrlraorroar..." She says to the floor, face down on it of course. Her hands find their way under her shoulders and she pushes up. Thud. What a surprise. Roll. Grumble... Up... Up... Oh my... w00t standing! Falling... fall..ing... yeek!...Nope, wait... Standing, yay!

Using the slab for support, she catches her breath and takes a few stable steps towards the door just as the poor scientist comes to.. All he sees are bare feet taking off towards the door with a long snow leopard tail sweeping along behind them. The door opens and shuts with a bang. Zarah is back in the land of the living... Totally Lost.. but back.

[Fraze]

Fraze threw his head back with a bark of laughter. "I'll remember that, Zari. Heh, I fell asleep last night after ten mintues, and slept like a petrified log until 'bout half an hour ago. If a grenade went off outside my room, it wouldn't even make me stir--but somehow my alarm never fails to get me up." ((Actually, that's kinda true.)) "So, who are we still waiting for? Keng, Bacon, Clint, who else?"

[zarikrahia]

'Keng, Ethan, Ice, and I think Bacon and slash or Clint. Just off the top of my head. I have a furry alarm named Aeloan. Just in case all else fails.' Zaru glanced at the clones, who were quietly having hysterics over the highly amusing fact that a girl with cat hearing should not hear her alarm.

<Aeloan> She sleeps through the alarm. *mimes an alarm clock*>
<Zari> Shuddup!>