( closed ) cohort mingle

[tailorspy]

WHO: Steve Rogers, Julian Bashir, Elim Garak, Vision, Rayla
WHERE: their (so far unnamed) ship
WHAT: panicking, surviving, exploring, socializing, a bit more panicking, etc. Whatever you want!
WHEN: October 8th - 21st (all 330 hours of their lockdown)
WARNINGS: none at the moment - please tag your threads if need be!

This is an open post for face-to-face interactions between the cohorts within this same ship, so please go ahead and post your own top-levels and tag around!

For reference, the list of cohorts and their respective augments is as follows:

Steve Rogers: medic
Julian Bashir: medic
Elim Garak: agriculture
Vision: agriculture
Rayla: none

Go forth and have fun!

Comments

[unbearablynaive]

The Vision nods, and his posture relaxes as he notices subconsciously something about this person that sets him at ease. (He may realize in a bit that it's the Starfleet insignia; he had been good friends with Beverly Crusher long ago.)

"I am. I've been trying to see if I can determine which of the ships we're on. I visited many of them prior to our arrival here as part of the Drift Fleet, though the ships were much upgraded compared to their current conditions. One thing I'm sure of is that this is not my old ship, the Twin Roses."

He inclines his head. "I am the Vision, once of Earth but more recently from the planet Naviadna."

[frontierbashir]

“You’ve seen this type of ship before?” It looks nothing like Julian’s ever seen, from any number of species. “You have me at a great disadvantage then.” He moves a couple of steps further into the room, now that the other doesn’t appear aggressive.

“A pleasure Vision. I’m Dr. Julian Bashir, originally of Earth though I was Chief Medical Officer aboard a space station—Deep Space Nine—prior to being brought here,” He extends a hand as is customary for humans making acquaintance.

[unbearablynaive]

"I have. The Atroma called them SS class ships, as opposed to the smaller SR shuttles and the much larger Host Ship. It's odd to see them without a Host Ship nearby, although I suppose there could be one on the planet or in orbit somewhere out of sight." He debates getting into more detail about what they learned of the true nature of the Host Ships, but...it's not really relevant, yet. It might not ever be.

Quite familiar with the custom, he takes the hand and shakes it firmly, smiling. "I'm glad to meet you, Dr. Bashir. I've visited a few stations and have generally been very impressed - though I admit I'm more of a planet person myself. Open skies are something I find freeing, rather than a cause of agoraphobia."