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1st Session | Voice
Mar. 14th, 2014 02:22 am[The voice on the journal may be attempting to sound authoritative and in control; it does not manage do do so by any stretch of the imagination.]
Is there a signal? Can anyone hear me?
You're talking to a book, Ezri. Made of paper. Do you really want it to answer?
Umm. I mean, I am Ensign Ezri Dax. I'm with Starfleet. Uh. Starfleet. Right. [A sudden rush of words.] I'm a little turned around, because I really have no idea how I got here. Which seems to be the running theme in this book which I am talking to because I have nothing else to try.
Just find some reeds, a bit of sulfur, and make a flare. At least then you'd be doing something. Equally inane, but better than sitting around talking to a book. Because that's crazy.
[She lets out a sharp breath.]
Okay. Assuming that, somehow, this book is some manner of communication device, I could use a little help finding the village. Which is in the book. And populated by people kidnapped and given wings. Like the ones I have. Out of nowhere. Because wings were exactly what I needed to make everything come together. Wings. Described in a talking book. With a camera. A camera in an old paper book. A book that keeps rewriting itself. All this while wearing a sundress in a forest. Therapeutic. Yeah, that's what we'll call it. Therapeutic.
At least I didn't call myself Curzon. Baby steps, Ezri. Otherwise, you'll miss losing your mind. I'm sure it'll be interesting.
[She groans, and there is something of a pause. At this point, she doesn't seem to think she is still broadcasting (if she ever actually did).]
Calm down. You've been trained for this, Ensign. See if they talk about any peaks on that map that will tell you how far down the range you are. After that, all you have to do is pick a direction. There's a river, or stream, into the town, coming down out of the mountains, and the forest seems to be mostly south of that. So mountains to the right, and walk. And ignore the bugs. You'll be fine.
Okay. Fine. Not like I'm going to run into a palukoo, so I'm fine. Besides, if I do, I can always eat it. There goes the food problem. Okay. Up, let's go! Let's move, Ensign!
[The sound ends here, likely as she closes the Journal.]
Is there a signal? Can anyone hear me?
You're talking to a book, Ezri. Made of paper. Do you really want it to answer?
Umm. I mean, I am Ensign Ezri Dax. I'm with Starfleet. Uh. Starfleet. Right. [A sudden rush of words.] I'm a little turned around, because I really have no idea how I got here. Which seems to be the running theme in this book which I am talking to because I have nothing else to try.
Just find some reeds, a bit of sulfur, and make a flare. At least then you'd be doing something. Equally inane, but better than sitting around talking to a book. Because that's crazy.
[She lets out a sharp breath.]
Okay. Assuming that, somehow, this book is some manner of communication device, I could use a little help finding the village. Which is in the book. And populated by people kidnapped and given wings. Like the ones I have. Out of nowhere. Because wings were exactly what I needed to make everything come together. Wings. Described in a talking book. With a camera. A camera in an old paper book. A book that keeps rewriting itself. All this while wearing a sundress in a forest. Therapeutic. Yeah, that's what we'll call it. Therapeutic.
At least I didn't call myself Curzon. Baby steps, Ezri. Otherwise, you'll miss losing your mind. I'm sure it'll be interesting.
[She groans, and there is something of a pause. At this point, she doesn't seem to think she is still broadcasting (if she ever actually did).]
Calm down. You've been trained for this, Ensign. See if they talk about any peaks on that map that will tell you how far down the range you are. After that, all you have to do is pick a direction. There's a river, or stream, into the town, coming down out of the mountains, and the forest seems to be mostly south of that. So mountains to the right, and walk. And ignore the bugs. You'll be fine.
Okay. Fine. Not like I'm going to run into a palukoo, so I'm fine. Besides, if I do, I can always eat it. There goes the food problem. Okay. Up, let's go! Let's move, Ensign!
[The sound ends here, likely as she closes the Journal.]
Character Relations
May. 25th, 2001 12:04 pmNOTE: For the moment, I am only linking threads. As Ezri gets to know more people, and to know people better, I'll begin expanding on this, but I wanted to at least start tracking conversations so I can find them again.
( James T. Kirk )
( Sam Yao )
( B'Elanna Torres )
( Ginia Solana )
( Luke Skywalker )
( Rin Okumura )
( Erica Fontaine )
( James T. Kirk )
( Sam Yao )
( B'Elanna Torres )
( Ginia Solana )
( Luke Skywalker )
( Rin Okumura )
( Erica Fontaine )
Permissions
May. 25th, 2001 12:02 amCHARACTER NAME: Ezri Dax
CHARACTER SERIES: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
[OOC]
Backtagging: Yes!
Threadhopping: Yes!
Fourthwalling: Generally yes, but please contact with anything big.
[IC]
Hugging this character: Generally acceptable.
Kissing this character: A kiss on the cheek or hand is fine, anything more she'd need to know the person. Expect resistance.
Flirting with this character: Yes. She might not know what to do with it, though.
Fighting with this character: Sure. She won't initiate, but.
Injuring this character: Please ask first.
Killing this character: Please ask first.
CHARACTER SERIES: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
[OOC]
Backtagging: Yes!
Threadhopping: Yes!
Fourthwalling: Generally yes, but please contact with anything big.
[IC]
Hugging this character: Generally acceptable.
Kissing this character: A kiss on the cheek or hand is fine, anything more she'd need to know the person. Expect resistance.
Flirting with this character: Yes. She might not know what to do with it, though.
Fighting with this character: Sure. She won't initiate, but.
Injuring this character: Please ask first.
Killing this character: Please ask first.
APPLICATION
May. 25th, 2001 12:01 amCHARACTER
Name: Ezri Dax
Canon: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Gender: Female
Age: Ezri is 21ish (Never explicitly stated in canon) / Dax is 357
Wing Color: White
Canon Point: Right before knocking on the door of Sisko’s in Image In The Sand, the first episode of season 7. This is immediately before Ezri’s first appearance in the show.
( Application )
Name: Ezri Dax
Canon: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Gender: Female
Age: Ezri is 21ish (Never explicitly stated in canon) / Dax is 357
Wing Color: White
Canon Point: Right before knocking on the door of Sisko’s in Image In The Sand, the first episode of season 7. This is immediately before Ezri’s first appearance in the show.
( Application )
