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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! ]

Comments

[candothat]

Whether you would wish it or not, it may happen. I would be happy to meet them.

[People would call Chekov naive, too. Maybe they're naive in different ways. Whatever--Pavel obviously pities Harry for his living situation.]

That sounds miserable.

[valedictory]

[ He can't help but laugh at that. ]

It can be a little awkward.

[candothat]

I would not be able to tolerate it. I respect and like my superiors, but living with them--

[He makes a face of disdain that sums up his feelings more accurately than any English he knows.]

Are you allowed to move elsewhere?

[valedictory]

[ That face gets another laugh. ]

I'm not sure. There hasn't really been any explicit order on it, it's just... how things worked out when I got here.

[candothat]

Ah. If you require somewhere else to live, I have a large home that has been left to me and no one--other than Everett--to share it with. No one in my crew was eager to live in a magic cottage, but maybe you can appreciate it.

[Magic cottage, Harry. Oh, the eyebrow-lifts Chekov received when he tried to explain his home to his crewmates.]

[valedictory]

A magic cottage?

[ He certainly seems to be intrigued by it. ]

I'll definitely think about that. I think it might be a good idea for me to get some more space of my own, really.

[candothat]

Yes, magic. Do you believe me?

This is what I think. The rest of my crew live very close together and I think it makes them behave strangely.