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Player Name: Alex
Are you new?: Yes
Character Name: Ezri Dax
Character Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

1. [Action]

[Hiding out back around the corner on the patio of HQ, sitting at at table with five half-finished drinks already shoved back, Ezri contemplates the glass of blue liquid in her hands. She lifted it and took a deep breath over the glass before wincing, and setting it down quickly before even taking a drink. She pushed the glass back with the others and frowned at them.]

Okay. Kali-fal, no. Romulan alcohol was a bad idea anyway, Ezri, what were you even thinking? Curzon was crazy, that's what I was thinking. I have to find something I can actually drink. Think, Ezri, you came out for a nice time, and you are going to enjy yourself.

Firewine. I'll ask if they have any fire wine.

[She sighs.]

No. We served that at Jadzia's wedding. I can't drink that. So. Maybe...Risan wine. Curzon liked it. Maybe I will. Curzon also like to look for jamaharon after drinking it. And then Arandis killed him. But I don't actually have a horga'hn, right? Maybe I can risk it. Besides, I'm not over a hundred, I'll be fine. One glass. That's it.

Okay, Ezri. Go in there and ask. They'll just think you can...hold your liquor. That's a good thing. Impressive. Or they'll think you're drunk and cut you off. Won't know until you try.


2. [Video]

Hello. Um. Yes, hello. Heh.

[She smiles nervously at the journal.]

My name is Ezri Dax. And, well. See, the thing is, I don't really have any kind of ability or skill that is, you know, immediately useful. Here. Not exactly. I mean, I've been an engineer and studied astrophysics and exobiology and exoarchealogy and been a test pilot and all of that, but it's not really, well, my thing. At all. I mean, I get spacesick in shuttles at warp, now, so I'm not exactly the greatest pilot. It's complicated.

Anyway. Um. So. I am, I was, a counselor. On a starship. The Destiny. Um. And, well. I thought that, maybe, since, well, I'm not really doing anything else, maybe I could, um. Offer to, you know. Talk, or something, if anyone wanted an ear. Listen. I mean, don't expect much, because I'm still new here. And new at this. I mean, I'm not even really a full counselor, just an assistant, but I've been training and studying. I had been, anyway. And, well, it doesn't seem like anyone is offering anything formal, and I really, really need to do something useful, so I thought that maybe...

[She breaks off and clears her throat.]

Right. So. I was thinking, maybe. Well, we could use one of the room in the dome. Make a private area, screens to block the viewing area, no fighting or anything. It would give us an hour to talk, if...if you wanted. Since, well. You might?

I'll stop talking now. Just contact me if you're interested. It's Ezri Dax. And I'm not going anywhere, so call anytime.

[Another nervous smile, coupled with a nervous laugh, and then she gets a look that says she knows she sounds like a total fool right before the video cuts off.]
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[So he'd been wandering here for a quarter of an hour and he only had more visible discomfort to show for it. His forehead bore worry creases and he was muttering something under his breath. This was a strange planet and he didn't remember being a part of any landing party. And what were these- these WINGS on his back for!?

 This was clearly a nightmare.

But he did have some semblance of communication. He scrambled to get something together, a message out to anyone from Enterprise. Namely his captain.]

[Voice]

Jim! Jim are you out here in this? [at first he sounds angry, as if Jim was somehow behind all this. But as he released some of his tension and suspicion through his tone, it occurred to him to scale all that back. What if something had happened and landed them all here? If he had damn wings on his back - God only knows how they got there and they hurt like fucking Hell- then who was to say his commanding officers hadn't sustained worse? If he was here surely they were too. Suddenly his voice was just a hint desperate. Still angry, but the mother hen in him had kicked in.]

Jim I'm not playing around. Spock. Anyone! Can anyone hear me?


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