( App/character info )

Age: 36 ( Read more... )

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She still had access to Carrier. As Tatijana looked around the junction room, she decided that must not be a bad thing. She'd heard nothing from Nikolas in two months now, and it was time to deal with the stubborn man properly. He always acted like it was the end of the world when she left... as if she'd dropped of the face of the earth and would ( Read more... )

Nikolas hadn't been here--or any version of 'here'--since the night before Skywatch had crashed. He had a habit of avoiding places that brought back any memories of his dead friends--good or bad. Unfortunately, that eliminated a whole lot of drinking establishments, and he was growing tired of running from his own personal ghosts ( Read more... )

( Why? )

No one seemed to be about Carrier. That was really for the best, because he was pretty sure a few people wouldn't have approved of his plans for the evening. Not so much because he wanted to go out for a drink, but because he wanted to go to the Last Shot to do it. Not his Last Shot, of course--chances were he wasn't going to be let in that door ( Read more... )

He gave her a week. It was Angie, so she'd probably formulated her conclusions long before that, but it seemed a reasonable interval to wait. He hadn't had to go out on any important missions, so it wasn't as if it were really a pressing issue. Jack had wanted him for something in Washington, but there were already mutterings about the Authority ( Read more... )

He went straight from the junction room to the medical bay. Now that he was done dealing with this particular threat to the planet, he wanted to talk to Angie about what the hell was going on with him, and he wanted to do it before he found an excuse not to. Luckily, the Engineer was in residence, the light from several displays glinting off her ( Read more... )

Carrier was giving him a migraine. It wasn't the shift ship's fault, really, but he was tired and his concentration wasn't what it should have been. There was the power of a billion suns glowing at the heart of the ship, and every one of them was trying to make itself known in the back of his head. Which, somewhat ironically, meant he couldn't ( Read more... )