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Contrary to (some) popular belief, Gaila's entire life is not, actually, taken up by computers and wrangling scientists. She in fact has other interests, as benefits a geek. Which she is one. Even by the standards of Starfleet.
Having spent a lot of her shoreleave bouncing around in the sun (sun, sun, sun, glorious sun), she's currently on one of the floating cities, strolling around the swooping arcades of a botanical exhibit.
Some of the arcades are underwater, with glass panels through which she can observe out.
Zoos, she finds uneasy, as she does museums dealing with people. But plants? Plants don't care where they are, as long as their requirements are meant.
She likes botanical gardens.
Having spent a lot of her shoreleave bouncing around in the sun (sun, sun, sun, glorious sun), she's currently on one of the floating cities, strolling around the swooping arcades of a botanical exhibit.
Some of the arcades are underwater, with glass panels through which she can observe out.
Zoos, she finds uneasy, as she does museums dealing with people. But plants? Plants don't care where they are, as long as their requirements are meant.
She likes botanical gardens.
PL: of ranks and bridges
4/10/15 16:11[placeholder, because what are brains]
[Gaila is working/studying in a computer lab when the PA system has Captain Picard summoning her to the bridge. She frowns, saves her work, turns the computer off, and straightens her tunic before jogging to the turbolift .
Despite her lack of uniform, when she walks into the bridge, it's Starfleet-discipline perfect.]
"You called me, sir?"
[Gaila is working/studying in a computer lab when the PA system has Captain Picard summoning her to the bridge. She frowns, saves her work, turns the computer off, and straightens her tunic before jogging to the turbolift .
Despite her lack of uniform, when she walks into the bridge, it's Starfleet-discipline perfect.]
"You called me, sir?"
PL: Arboretum
14/7/15 11:47Gaila is not dressed in a uniform. Nor even in her normal clothes. She's also not studying. No, instead it's a sundress, an actual physical book she's borrowed off an ensign in Engineering, and a general air of Trying To Relax as she sits on the grass in the arboretum.
The lights in this room help, given there are plants growing and needing to photosynthesise. She can sit with her arms and legs bare, and let her green skin soak up as much light as the leaves around her.
But given how little she's reading the book, and how much her fingers are tapping the cover, trying to relax and do nothing of much importance may not be happening as much as she'd like.
The lights in this room help, given there are plants growing and needing to photosynthesise. She can sit with her arms and legs bare, and let her green skin soak up as much light as the leaves around her.
But given how little she's reading the book, and how much her fingers are tapping the cover, trying to relax and do nothing of much importance may not be happening as much as she'd like.
PL: Sinthia
1/2/15 17:47after this:
Despite their mutual tendencies towards being hermits - or maybe partly because of them - Gaila is fairly fond of her tiny roommate. And she's also aware that life has not been very kind to Sinthia, and she'd hate to make the girl upset.
But on the other hand, the fact that Gaila has to go away for a week is important, and she'd rather no spring it on her.
So Gaila raps on Sinthia's bedroom door. "Sinthia? You in there, sweetie?"
Despite their mutual tendencies towards being hermits - or maybe partly because of them - Gaila is fairly fond of her tiny roommate. And she's also aware that life has not been very kind to Sinthia, and she'd hate to make the girl upset.
But on the other hand, the fact that Gaila has to go away for a week is important, and she'd rather no spring it on her.
So Gaila raps on Sinthia's bedroom door. "Sinthia? You in there, sweetie?"
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25/12/14 08:27Age: 23
Height: just under 5'10
Weight: Average but healthy for her height and build
Species specific: TBA
History:
Physical - Malnutrition in early adolescence; three healed broken ribs; healed broken left arm; minor but long-term damage to left side of her neck + nerves due to long-term exposure to neurolytic restraints.
Mental - Raised a slave until early adolescence (owners were mostly decent; still, child abuse); war-trauma in early adolescence. Received therapy for both. More recently: trauma from her ship blowing up around her, survivor's guilt, depression. Currently in therapy.
Height: just under 5'10
Weight: Average but healthy for her height and build
Species specific: TBA
History:
Physical - Malnutrition in early adolescence; three healed broken ribs; healed broken left arm; minor but long-term damage to left side of her neck + nerves due to long-term exposure to neurolytic restraints.
Mental - Raised a slave until early adolescence (owners were mostly decent; still, child abuse); war-trauma in early adolescence. Received therapy for both. More recently: trauma from her ship blowing up around her, survivor's guilt, depression. Currently in therapy.
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Last date Gaila had been on had been back in San Francisco, with Jim Kirk. A lifetime and a whole alternate reality and over six months ago (not to mention Jim was a Grade A Jerk). This date is more of a whimsy than that one, so she doesn't exactly spend a lot of time preparing. Given the current ship-madness, she keeps the leggings and boots but swaps the jacket for one of her tunics (gold and patterned), makes sure her underwear matches, and puts in some nice earrings. And grabs the nerf gun because, well, why not.
So it is that around dinner-time, she buzzes the door to Room 762
Last date Gaila had been on had been back in San Francisco, with Jim Kirk. A lifetime and a whole alternate reality and over six months ago (not to mention Jim was a Grade A Jerk). This date is more of a whimsy than that one, so she doesn't exactly spend a lot of time preparing. Given the current ship-madness, she keeps the leggings and boots but swaps the jacket for one of her tunics (gold and patterned), makes sure her underwear matches, and puts in some nice earrings. And grabs the nerf gun because, well, why not.
So it is that around dinner-time, she buzzes the door to Room 762
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*waves* So I've been trying to make Orions and Star Trek to make sense (it's okay, you may laugh); this post is to just give you guys a head's up, and run some things by you to make sure everyone is okay with what I'm doing.
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30/5/14 20:29Your name or online alias: Ash
Your email: ashmusing @ gmail
Another preferred means of contact: Character journal : AIM @ lamorgne
Character's Full Name: Gaila
Character's Canon: Star Trek: AOS
Character's Journal Name: writes_with_digital_ink
What would you like your character's tag to be?: gaila betilley
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Your email: ashmusing @ gmail
Another preferred means of contact: Character journal : AIM @ lamorgne
Character's Full Name: Gaila
Character's Canon: Star Trek: AOS
Character's Journal Name: writes_with_digital_ink
What would you like your character's tag to be?: gaila betilley
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Memory Alpha articles: Orion (People); Orion Slave Girl; Orion Syndicate.
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( Presence In The Alternate Timeline )
( Physiology )
( Society - references to slavery )
( Political Structure and Organization )
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