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Valdis ([personal profile] redlightgreenlight) wrote in [community profile] far_beyond2022-02-11 01:43 pm

Don't Get too Close, It's Dark Inside

Who: Valdis
What:Various things around DS9
When: First months on the station
Where: Various
Warnings: On each post



A week wasn't much time to get to know an entire space station, or even to learn what was going on. Q hadn't been very helpful and Valdis refused to play his game any longer than was necessary, so she set about memorizing the station, finding anything she could get her hands on to learn more about what had happened and what to do next. Her growing frustration could perhaps be felt in the shadows as she passed.

[OOC: There are starters below and I will add more open and closed ones as the month goes on. This one may last into March as well :) ]
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Re: Your eyes, they shine so bright | Valdis/Peter

[personal profile] toughbutsticky 2022-02-20 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, excuse me? Sorry - but it looks like you could use some help? Could you?"

The voice is kind of soft, as if he was concerned about interrupting Valdis while she was working - and he was, but it was quiet in the halls, corridors? Too quiet for Peter's liking. Even in New York, in the tiny, dirty shoebox he had been trying to scrape up a life in - at night when he struggled to sleep because of the quiet, the feeling of loneliness - there were still the sounds of cars, sounds of the city outside. The soft hum of the systems keeping a space station from doing entirely dark? It made him feel worse. It wasn't a comfort like it probably should have been. If anything he kept jumping at what few sounds he could hear, his mind going to the time he watched Alien on the couch with May, even though he knew he was at least with some, not many, people who were... nowhere nearby?

Eventually, he stumbles upon the security office where he could hear the sounds of someone working and that's when he peeks into the office, wearing a uniform and his spidersuit under it - the neck covering visible, he felt a bit safer with it on, the mask hidden in a pocket - looking more like a lost trick or treater than anything. He had knocked quietly before asking the question.

Then he takes a quick room around. He was a sciences guy, he thinks, but that doesn't mean he can't help someone who is another division, right?

He really didn't want to be alone right now, maybe she would let him just hang out for a while if nothing else, but he can't help but want to feel useful. It was the one thing keeping him going these days.

"Um, I think I can help get some of those files open if they are locked with a password. I'm not super versed but a friend of mine taught me some things and maybe I can help?"
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-03-05 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Misa is exploring and she does not like it. She wants to go home, she wants to be forced out of bed by Jocko to practice with her knives, she wants Freema to scold her for taking the last of the Bothan peaches. She wants to play with Kik, Mina's baby.

She can feel someone behind her. She finds a corner to tuck herself into, just as Jocko taught her and waits for whoever it is to reveal herself. Misa is surprised at the woman who appears. She hadn't thought that the pretty woman with dark hair would be the one behind her.

She cocks her head to one side, wondering what this woman could want with her. "May I help you?" She asks, haughtily. She will not show how scared she is.
sensitiveapple: (ORLY)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-03-14 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
She huffs, just as all teenagers do at one time or another. She keeps her arms crossed, knowing the Mistress would have already snapped at her. But, she's coming to find, the Mistress isn't here. Neither are the Inquisitors.

"Where are you going to?" She doesn't trust adults, save two, and they had to work very hard at gaining her trust. And this woman, whatever she is, isn't one of those two.

She suddenly wants Freema and Jocko and Hurog and... Well, all the other courtesans of the House. If that man could bring her here, why not all the rest? Except for Mistress Habani.
sensitiveapple: (painted)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-03-15 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's not real food." She whines. She's hungry, but they don't have any of the things that she's used to. "It can't even give us Bothan Peaches." Which is a tragedy of epic proportions.

"Do you know how to cook?" She asks, suddenly. Maybe they can get raw materials and someone could make actual food. She's picky about her food. She's never touched protein cubes, unlike other people.
sensitiveapple: (tired)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-04-15 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Misa huffs. It figures. "My apologies. My name is Misa." No, it isn't, but it is? She will never forget the name her mother gave her, or the names she's earned from the people surrounding her.

"Do you know of Cantonica? Or the Core?" She asks, falling into step with the woman. Might as well get herself something to eat, too. Freema would be distraught that she's not eaten since arrival, really.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-04-17 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head. "I don't know about the Core. I've never been there. I had hoped you had." She admits, softly. "The traders and others who come to the House talk about how full it is. I doubt I'll ever get to go there." She says, softly.

She walks along. "But Canto, Canto is filled with all sorts of people. Even the Wookiees and the Trandoshans don't fight there." Which is, apparently, a big deal.
sensitiveapple: (beaten)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-04-19 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's where I live." She confirms. Not where she's from. That's a more complex question and one that she's not going to answer, because that brings up things she doesn't want to remember. "I'm the future Mistress of the House." She says, proudly.

"Mistress will be cross that I've left. I know Q said that they wouldn't know, but there was trouble in the market, and I was with Jocko." She says softly. If Mistress is cross, then Jocko will get the laser whip. And make Misa watch.
sensitiveapple: (terrified)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-05-04 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Misa shakes her head. "A Mistress does not apologize. It is for the lower classes." She says, reciting rules she'd been told. "And a courtesan does not do chores." She says, haughtily. No, instead, Jocko will get the whip and not just lose the tip of his lekku.

"Mistress will punish. That is certain." She says, softly. She knows it to be true.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-05-16 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
She stops and looks at this woman, who is something different. "I need to be. The courtesans of the House need me." It's a simplistic explanation, but what else could she do? It's what her mother and Habani have trained her for.

"Besides, it's what I've been trained for, and Mistress has put a lot of money into it."
sensitiveapple: (terrified)

[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-05-26 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
She frowns, cocking her head to the side. "Nothing." She says, shrugging. "I want to be a courtesan."

Really, fantasies like that will do her no good. At some point, she'd thought about it. She'd thought she'd wanted to be a great Jedi, but they were hunted and hurt and destroyed by the Empire.

She doesn't want that, nope.
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[personal profile] sensitiveapple 2022-05-29 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
She pauses. A good house, good guards... yes. Good mistress? Well, Habani is her Mistress, that's for sure. Is she good? She doesn't know. She doesn't get beaten, she eats regularly. Things could be worse.

"Yes, a good future." She says, softly, knowing that there are things that can and probably would go wrong.
breedscontempt: (looks at the camera // chatvert)

/fortnite dances into this thread

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
So, security, huh.

Guillermo had laughed when he'd seen his assignment. Absolutely on-brand for a vampire's bodyguard. What else was he going to be? Command? Science? There wasn't much that seemed to call for the skills of a familiar.

He'd dithered about putting on the uniform before splitting the difference and putting a cardigan over it. The yellow security identifier could still be seen, but he felt a little more like himself. The cardigans had been his own sort of uniform for the past decade-plus. After taking a look at the station map on his padd, he went to the Security Office to familiarize himself with the local security situation. He considered himself a bit of an expert on that, at least.

"Oh," he said when he saw the woman in the office. "Hi. You're, uh. Security, too?"
breedscontempt: (smile // chatvert)

valdis looks at this lil fella like The Vibes Are Off

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
The scarlet flash was quick enough to escape his notice. If he'd noticed it, he'd have been much more alert, much more on edge, but he was putting on a bright, smiling face, too. One tinged with anxiety, at least. Which was totally normal for anyone in such a new and strange environment.

"Guillermo de la Cruz. Uh, Ensign, I guess, but we all are, so I don't really. Know if that matters." He laughed awkwardly. "You?"
breedscontempt: (stake // chatvert)

no he is just a sweet boy, a marshmallow, a perfect little man

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
The mononym didn't faze him one bit. Lots of vampires only went by one name. Also lots of people did. Like Cher.

"I'm a bodyguard back where I come from," he said. "I guess this was kind of the only logical place to put me. I've never been, like, a security guard or anything, but I can do surveillance, I can do, um, bodyguarding stuff...you know."
breedscontempt: (anxiety // chatvert)

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Guillermo swallowed hard. "I've killed vampires. O-only in self-defense, though," he said quickly, trying not to think of the accidents. "And to protect people." Okay, maybe he has gone a little overboard with the slaughtering in the past, but to be fair to him...

...yeah, he's got nothing.

"It's not like I make it a habit, though. Just, you know. Part of the job."
breedscontempt: (slayer // chatvert)

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I've got combat skills. I can hold my own in a fight." Against a vampire. "I've never used one of these phaser things though. Closest I've used before is a crossbow, and that's not really close at all. I'm more used to close-quarters stuff." Granted, a lot of that took advantage of vampire weaknesses, but even without garlic and crucifixes and holy water, you stab anything hard enough with a stake or a silver blade, and it's going to die.
breedscontempt: (Default)

Well then you just stab it again!

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish I could say it's good to be aboard, but...yeah." He shrugged, because hey-what-can-you-do-we're-all-stuck-here-maybe-we-can-go-kill-a-god-later. "But it's going to be nice to work with someone else for once." Guillermo gave her a small smile.

"I've done a little bit of wandering around and checking out the map, but this place is pretty big. At least it all seems pretty symmetrical. And the voles are getting me pretty well acquainted with the vents."
breedscontempt: (glance // chatvert)

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. I do, too." Nandor needed him. "I don't know what...that person...is going to do without me." Or what I'm going to do without him.

He's not unhealthily, toxically codependent. Shut up.

When she mentioned things in the vents, he nodded. "I think I saw a cat?" He wasn't about to question it. Hell, Sam could do an entire professional charcuterie spread. Whatever the vent-cat was on about, he was pretty sure that it knew what it was doing.
breedscontempt: (:| // chatvert)

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Humans were resilient. Vampires - at least the ones Guillermo knew - were incompetent morons who couldn't keep a house running for a week without him around.

He laughed a little bit. "I'm pretty good at keeping a place running day-to-day. By myself. Obviously not a whole space station, but eh..."

When she mentioned the bar, though, he nodded. "I've been, yeah. Not spent a whole lot of time...it's not really my kind of scene. Even though it's just the few of us, I'm not really a going-to-bars kind of guy."
breedscontempt: (sassy // chatvert)

[personal profile] breedscontempt 2022-03-20 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You just pick up some skills along the way over a decade, I guess." Really, the best way to describe what his job was, to a normal person, would be 'caretaker for the elderly'. Which was strictly true. He did do that. And the vampires were very, very elderly. Even Colin Robinson, who could actually take care of himself, was a hundred years old.

Yeah.

Most caretakers didn't dismember corpses as part of the job, though.

"I haven't actually tried the holosuites yet, actually. The food's pretty good, though."