greatlightother: (TEARS)
Damon's gone. My item isn't linked to him anymore and his room is empty. To any of his friends, I'm so, so sorry.

The Admiral is such a fickle creature. Almost a year. I can't even remember our first meeting. A year ago...what were you doing? Were you here on the barge? Back at home?

Happy?

[Private to O'Brien]

doubleplusungood comrade.

[Cue obscene amount of scratchouts]

Maybe you were right.
greatlightother: (I fake smile because I care)
[She's trying her best to sound her normal happy, perky self. But, obviously, with everything that's happened, she's failing a little at it. But she's trying and that's the important thing.]

When we were in port, the girl I was supposed to be had several books that she was required to read, but I had never even heard of. Some of them looked fascinating, though. I wish I could have brought them.

So what books did you have to read in school? I think I'm just now realizing how limited my selections are. [Which happens because she only reads trashy romance novels, but she won't admit that.]

Private to Ardent, Damon, Donny and Braxiatel )
greatlightother: (teen!whatever)
[It's early in the morning, basically still the middle of the night. 14 year old Lana's up in her room, staring at her homework with all of her lights on.] Now, I'm really a reader. I like to read. But...this is so different.

Please...please can someone tell me what Cold Sassy Tree is about so that this poor girl doesn't fail her test today? She seems to do okay but...[And here Sveta just throws her hands in the air.]  I give up. I don't care. I like school, but not this much.

I'm calling in sick tomorrow. [She glanced to her door, hoping that no one had woken up and stood up. Maybe if she could find something to eat...it would make her feel better. She drags her laptop in there and sets it down on a counter.]

[daddyzgurl224 to shortpotnoodle]: LOOK! I figured it out!

[Private to Damon]

Please tell me you're alright.
greatlightother: (I fake smile because I care)
[Sveta sounds, for the first time, well rested and mostly happy. Not the caffeine charged perky of the past coffee fueled night, either, which is a great improvement. She shuffles about a bit as she pushes the buttons and sighs once.]

What an impression that we've made on the new people here. I suppose it's one thing to want to introduce them all to what goes on here, but it's different to hit them so hard with it.

To all the people who are unsure of this place, I assure you that what's happened the past few weeks is...well, it's not unusual, but it doesn't happen all the time. We just have to go through it, like we always do.

And we do. Sometimes it's hard, and sometimes we don't always like the way that things come out, but we manage to make it through. And it doesn't look so bad after a while. We'll be okay. We have...each other through this. And I know, I know, there are people we don't want to rely on, but they're all going through exactly what we are.

Notes for Tony, Donny and Howie )

-71-

Dec. 17th, 2010 07:15 pm
greatlightother: (smirk)
[Sveta’s in her room, decorating a wreath with bows. Maybe there are too many on there. What of it? She’s slightly tipsy, as evidenced by the half full glass beside her, but it’s a good thing. It’s the kind of tipsy that brings about extra bows on a wreath.]

So many people in the Christmas, or holiday, spirit today. I’m not complaining about it but…hopefully it lasts! [No, she really doesn’t think it will. But it helps to be optimistic.] I think the Barge is starting to look nice. Maybe a bit over the top, but when have we known the Admiral to do anything subtle?

I always liked decorating for Christmas and New Year’s. My brother and I would work together on the tree. [She starts humming “Carol of the Bells.] What did you do? Anything traditional like that? Decorating a tree with a sibling? Going out at first frost?

[Private to Donny]
I had a strange thought earlier. You owe Clapet a bag of peas. Since it was him you actually stole from back at that camp. I know you don’t remember but…it was just a thought I had.

....how are you after port?

[Private to Santa]

Requests for Donny, Damon, Howie, Una, Angelica, Martha, The Fourth Doctor, the Seventh Doctor, Cissie, O'Brien, Miss Parker and Crane )
greatlightother: (Hey! Listen to my folklore!)
[And Sveta's happy face comes on. She's sporting this sweater under a coat and looks darn proud to be wearing both. There's music playing somewhere in the background, but she's really not focused on anything in particular. Instead, she sounds rather breathless.]

What a beautiful place! This is exactly what Christmas is supposed to be. [Pause as she sees something fun and possibly interesting run past!] I think this might even be better than New York. There are no zombies, no mental institutions. No crazy dictators and certainly no mobs of angry people!

Now...if only both the languages I knew weren't useless here...

Spam for Damon! )

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