Post by Judith Eastman on Sept 4, 2021 18:02:51 GMT
POTM is down to two finalists. Cast your ballot here!
{Submission #3, by Left Ear to-Ennien, is in the Mission}Here's what the nominator wrote:
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[Cadet Left Ear to-Ennien - Makeshift Hospital]
She had eaten so. much. food. earlier. And now it was all coming up.
Left Ear squinted up at the man who addressed her, her eyes so watery she couldn't really make him out. She thought she'd seen him in one of the booths in the town square earlier.
The vomiting was slowing to little more than strong heaves causing her body to arch and bristle. Left Ear couldn't speak when Andrus asked how she was and offered the towel, so she accepted it with a grateful nod. Holding the towel out to the side, the Sivaoan crawled away from the pile of sick and gore, further away from the Klingon, and sat against the wall, finally able to focus somewhat on what was happening in the rest of the room.
The badly injured Niles was lying on the floor. Charlie was pointing the weapon she'd picked up at the other raider, who appeared to have been incapacitated. The Klingon was staring at her as a final gush of blood left her throat.
Left Ear heaved again and started trying to wipe away some of the blood and mess from her fur, at the same time knowing it was futile. She was going to need a real bath to get all the blood out; it had soaked all the way down to her skin. A part of her mind knew she needed to shake this off and do her job, but she was frozen in the horror of the violence she'd done, shocked that she'd been capable of it.
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Left Ear's reaction to what she had done to protect those in the hospital, showed the conflict and emotions of such actions. It also made me want to give her a hug
Here's the post itself:
[Cadet Left Ear to-Ennien - Makeshift Hospital]
She had eaten so. much. food. earlier. And now it was all coming up.
Left Ear squinted up at the man who addressed her, her eyes so watery she couldn't really make him out. She thought she'd seen him in one of the booths in the town square earlier.
The vomiting was slowing to little more than strong heaves causing her body to arch and bristle. Left Ear couldn't speak when Andrus asked how she was and offered the towel, so she accepted it with a grateful nod. Holding the towel out to the side, the Sivaoan crawled away from the pile of sick and gore, further away from the Klingon, and sat against the wall, finally able to focus somewhat on what was happening in the rest of the room.
The badly injured Niles was lying on the floor. Charlie was pointing the weapon she'd picked up at the other raider, who appeared to have been incapacitated. The Klingon was staring at her as a final gush of blood left her throat.
Left Ear heaved again and started trying to wipe away some of the blood and mess from her fur, at the same time knowing it was futile. She was going to need a real bath to get all the blood out; it had soaked all the way down to her skin. A part of her mind knew she needed to shake this off and do her job, but she was frozen in the horror of the violence she'd done, shocked that she'd been capable of it.
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{Submission #5, by Myker Vulbrix, is in the Mission}Here's what the nominator wrote:
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[Myker Vulbrix - Command Center - Serenity]
Myk listened to the response he received from Mac, assuring the Ensign he'd thank their Chief before ending the Communication, who knew if the Raiders also had reinforcements. Mac seems to be gaining the upper hand. They also gave you their thanks for breaking through. He noted, ever stoic and not really emoting, he knew it would be an advantage to have communication with the Mac open.
Of course Myker expected the no from the Trill. "Point taken"
Her pressing words had Myker shooting a glare her way, it was brief and a blink and you'll miss it sort of thing. His features falling quickly to his generic settled look. Even if things were working on his last nerve one would never know and he wouldn't react to it. "His side is losing and he's looking to not die." Myker noted, he had indeed searched the raiders mind but it didn't mean he liked being reminded it was possible nor being made to use it. It would always be his choice. He planned to keep it that way. He also decided how much he'd share.
As he was once again ordered around by their Chief, Myk resisted the urge to roll his eyes like a petulant adolescent, opting for a nod instead. He was attempting to once again shield his mind as Kaya spoke so his focus wasn't entirely on her, his own mind being assaulted by the feelings and thoughts of everyone at once, it was painful since the strong emotions seemed to be radiating out of everyone. He couldn't tell who's thoughts were who's. The static soon returned to his mind which meant he could return his full attention to the Chief.
He didn't offer a verbal response about negotiating a cease fire, he just shook his head. On the Mac or here on Serenity that was definitely not his call to make.
Their mystery raider again called through the door, Kaya quickly made up some lie and it seemed to work. Just as a voice came through the comm, thank goodness for his sober state that at least one of them could remain in contact with the rest of the Mac's crew.
Once the voice came through his comm, Myk was about to respond when Kaya ordered him once again to do something. The Betazoid simply nodded, before tapping on his comm. =/\= Ensign Vulbrix to Baker, we're in the command center. We've made contact with the Mac. There's a raider outside the door, most likely armed, apparently willing to make some kind of deal. Relieve us of him and maybe I can help with getting more information. =/\= Myk spoke into the comm. He trusted the others would manage the interrogation and he hoped they'd get what they needed but he had a special skill set that meant information could be gathered faster although there was a lot of red tape involved.
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It's challenging to write a character who is calm and collected with depth. Snoop's way of writing Myk delighted me during this mission.
Here's the post itself:
[Myker Vulbrix - Command Center - Serenity]
Myk listened to the response he received from Mac, assuring the Ensign he'd thank their Chief before ending the Communication, who knew if the Raiders also had reinforcements. Mac seems to be gaining the upper hand. They also gave you their thanks for breaking through. He noted, ever stoic and not really emoting, he knew it would be an advantage to have communication with the Mac open.
Of course Myker expected the no from the Trill. "Point taken"
Her pressing words had Myker shooting a glare her way, it was brief and a blink and you'll miss it sort of thing. His features falling quickly to his generic settled look. Even if things were working on his last nerve one would never know and he wouldn't react to it. "His side is losing and he's looking to not die." Myker noted, he had indeed searched the raiders mind but it didn't mean he liked being reminded it was possible nor being made to use it. It would always be his choice. He planned to keep it that way. He also decided how much he'd share.
As he was once again ordered around by their Chief, Myk resisted the urge to roll his eyes like a petulant adolescent, opting for a nod instead. He was attempting to once again shield his mind as Kaya spoke so his focus wasn't entirely on her, his own mind being assaulted by the feelings and thoughts of everyone at once, it was painful since the strong emotions seemed to be radiating out of everyone. He couldn't tell who's thoughts were who's. The static soon returned to his mind which meant he could return his full attention to the Chief.
He didn't offer a verbal response about negotiating a cease fire, he just shook his head. On the Mac or here on Serenity that was definitely not his call to make.
Their mystery raider again called through the door, Kaya quickly made up some lie and it seemed to work. Just as a voice came through the comm, thank goodness for his sober state that at least one of them could remain in contact with the rest of the Mac's crew.
Once the voice came through his comm, Myk was about to respond when Kaya ordered him once again to do something. The Betazoid simply nodded, before tapping on his comm. =/\= Ensign Vulbrix to Baker, we're in the command center. We've made contact with the Mac. There's a raider outside the door, most likely armed, apparently willing to make some kind of deal. Relieve us of him and maybe I can help with getting more information. =/\= Myk spoke into the comm. He trusted the others would manage the interrogation and he hoped they'd get what they needed but he had a special skill set that meant information could be gathered faster although there was a lot of red tape involved.
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