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[hischair]

When: 19th
Rating: TBC
Characters: You!
Summary: A shindig at the beach for the best navigator in Starfleet.
Log: 

[ OOC: Feel free to assume your character has received an invite to the party via their inbox or word of mouth for Chekov's birthday! Everyone is welcome except you, Khan and presents are mandatory for the Enterprise's young navigator. Please tag under either section to keep the party somewhat ordered, and have fun! ]

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[hischair]

Sorry. That really sucks. [ Jim's reaction is one of surprise, though nothing profound. With so many possible dimensions out there and infinite variations of the reality he knows, he tends to roll with the punches.

Also circing some ketchup on that bun. #friendship ] Where's safe?

[grigio]

Citi Stadium. It's a super-stadium that's been heavily fortified.

[Julie prides herself on being positive, but sometimes she has to wonder how long Citi Stadium will last.]

There are a couple other places like it. My dad's trying to get tunnels built between our stadiums and other fortifications.

[hischair]

Your dad's in charge of keeping everyone safe? Sounds like a big responsibility.

[ One that a man could get a lot of flak for, poor guy. ]

This place must be like paradise, no zombies to speak of at least.

wow that was awkward. sorry it took me so long to fix

[grigio]

Yeah. Him and a few others.

[Define safe, Kirk.]

It's definitely something. [But she doesn't want to talk about it anymore. She has opinions about home that aren't too positive and she doesn't want to dwell on it.]

So, what about you? What's it like where you're from?