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Side Game: Dystopia

In the world you are entering, there is a Federation. There is an Enterprise. There is even a Captain Kirk.

But in this world, they are not as you know them.

George Lowther, 27, is the captain of the pirate ship known throughout the galaxy as the Enterprise. Of course, he's not the real George Lowther, and neither was the man before him, a fellow called Chris Pike. They're in the process of trading the identity, so Pike can retire, having made his fortune. The new Lowther, real name James T. Kirk, has hired on a crew, and they're off on their first voyage, affiliated with the Federation of Interstellar Pirates.

So. How's the crew doing? And, of course, who's fucking?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

I think all of your protests are masking the sweet Southern gentleman you have buried deep down underneath all of your layers of growling and disapproval. It is. But heaven forbid it should happen to me.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

So, what's for dinner, dad?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Well you think what you like, I can't stop you. Amen to that.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

I will, thank you. Anything you'd not be interested, while we're on the subject?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

Well I *was* making a souffle- what the hell do you think's for dinner?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

Palak Paneer and fresh naan?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

You do that. I don't do knives or blood and I don't do animal/pet shit. Anything else comes up I'll let you know.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

It seems like we're well-suited for each other then.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

You will eat your protien-that-almost-tastes-like-food and you will like it or you can and see what the replicators are making well this week.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Nice to know.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Other than what you've mentioned, I don't do anything with urine or defecation.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

I can't risk the replicators. Last time I asked for something it decided my dietary needs were "suggestions" and gave me a strawberry shortcake. And it laughed while it did it.

Come on, I have real garlic in my quarters. Can't we TRY to pretend it's not reconstituted protein?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

You poor thing. Replicators are a godsend for the rest of us.

We can attempt, no promises on the success.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Glad to hear that, I don't either.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

I think something like that comes from the job. No way you could enjoy it after learning all about everything that goes on in a body.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Yeah, I think that's a fair judgement. Can't imagine a person who works with bodies and fluids all the time and then still and to bring it to the bedroom.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Definitely not. You out of medbay yet?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Just leaving, said I'd be at that damned captain's dinner thing in half an hour so it's about time.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

I'm going to that as well. I'll meet you by the turbolift?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

I know. I trust it for coffee and the occasional snack. But it likes peanut butter and cheese and other things that are just Bad Ideas for people who are me.

Okay, I'm to the galley. You there?

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

Should be interesting. Sure, sounds lovely.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

We can look hot together and make your captain jealous.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

It does have it's quirks. I'm just glad it add pepper to everything anymore. That was a weird 2 months. Be glad you missed it.

Heading over, be there in a few.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Chapel, Christine

That goes without saying. He's not 'my' captain.

(Anonymous) 2010-06-04 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Sender: Chapel, Christine
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Of course he's not.