YunieXTidus

Sure, I can do that. lol This sort of thing I don't mind doing. XD

Here we go. Unless you meant something different, these were five I came across.

http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265635353136&c=Page&cid=1316658130686&pagename=vsdWrapper

http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1316653354937&c=Page&cid=1316658130686&pagename=vsdWrapper

http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265620610690&c=Page&cid=1316658130686&pagename=vsdWrapper

http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265621073930&c=Page&cid=1316658130686&pagename=vsdWrapper

http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265620431955&c=Page&cid=1316658130686&pagename=vsdWrapper

Lol you picked 3 that I'd picked out. xD Okay, now, what attracts you about each one?

WEll, on the first one, the red and black combination makes it look classy yet passionate to me. And I think the length is perfect, too. Reveals just the right amount.

The second one was a bit more daring, but the see-through sort of material just struck me as sexy. That, and the exposed stomach and navel.

The third one is the same deal as the first. sexy, passionate, classy and reveals just the right amount.

I'm not honestly sure why I like number four so much. I guess it seemed sort of...wholesome, somehow? A lot is covered, but a lot isn't. Kind of like a really good preview, I think.

Number five was easy- short, red dress. Red is a sexy color outright, and it sort of looks like an upscale sort of dress, which would automatically make me think the girl wearing it is upscale and intelligent.

If that makes any sense.

xD I envy the girl who gets to drag you out lingerie shopping.

lol, really. I'm easy to please. The only thing I don't like is velvet. the feel of it drives me up the wall, and not in a good way. If they can make themselves look wholesome and sexy, or (depending on the mood) sultry and sexy, then perfect. But if the damn thing has twently knots in it that need to be undone...well, most guys have a problem with a standard bra, so you can imagine the hellish time it would be trying to undo twenty straps.

Well the point of most lingerie is that it's short, for easy access. So taking it off isn't necessarily necessary. Hahaha.

Fair point. Heck, sometimes the most attractive thing can an overlarge sweatshirt and little else. If you notice, Azami is consistently adorned in a black half-tank and black boyshorts or brief panties. That would do it for me.

Now, having my own interestings (beyond the outright dominatrix character of Azami's), this is one thing that would be hot. Being a fan of the Mummy and all...

http://www.abcunderwear.com/chain-mail-halter.html

http://www.abcunderwear.com/chain-mail-skirt.html

Haha I do that all the time!

xD Oh, you. Good luck finding a girl who will WEAR those.

See, I find that stuff really hot. Like, wholesome girl with an underlying edge who doesn't act like she's aware of how attractive she is.

Hey, I'd wear the male equivalent. I have a rule I apply to general life: If there's something I won't do, I won't ask anyone else to, either. But anyway, that's just an example. I have a further theory that if both parties are comfortable, then the sex will be that much better.

btw, that site's prices are really good 00'

See, I'd be the girlfriend who lounges around in my boyfriend's house with a t-shirt and underwear when it's hot, and a sweatshirt and underwear when it's cold. xD

abcunderwear?

I'd have zero objection to that, lol.

Yep. I've dealt with them before for some men's stuff (nothing intersting or scandalous, I'm afraid). Their prices are low and they ship quick.

Haha, I bet you wouldn't. In fact, I'm pretty sure most guys would have zero objection to that. xD

Victoria's Secret is having an underwear sale. 7 for 26 dollars! That's a steal. I'm gonna have to rope my mom into taking me there again.

So what are you doing right now?

lol, true enough. I can't claim to be unique there!

That IS one hell of a deal. Go for it!

I just trashed half my room over the outcome of my last math quiz. F*** it. The course can't be worth this much aggravation.

You TRASHED your room? You need to find a new outlet. I hear sex is good to relieve stress.

If I had a girl, I would've scared her out of the room. I swear, I all but had the paint on the wall peeling off from the incredibly acerbic curses that I was shouting --'

I'd have had to tackle you then, I guess. No paint-peeling from yells. At least... not yells of anger. ;)

xD I'm currently writing a slash one-shot inspired by this game i've been playing lately. It's an OLD game, as games go. It came out in 2001 I think. Dark Cloud. Have you heard of it?

Anyway, the main character's name is Toan, and his unofficial girlfriend is Paige. Her dad's name is Pike. Pike is a strapping fellow. I thought it would be an interesting relationship for Toan to go after his girlfriend's dad.

You'd have to. Believe me, I'm absolutely no fun to be around now. We just had part II here, when I went to find my pen but realized it was one of the things that was lost in the previous rampage --'

Sounds interesting enough. Go for it!

Do you want to read what I've got so far? Nothing explicit yet. xD Just setting the scene.

Sure ^^

Let me know if you think it's believable.


Toan always liked to fish at dusk, when the village was settling in for the night. Some of the villagers were a bit too friendly, and he wanted some time to himself every now and then. When he did, the pond behind Paige’s house was where he went. Just as the sun went behind the wall of rock that was the Divine Beast Cave, Toan threw out his line and sat on the grass. He hummed a tune to himself as he pondered all that there was left to do. Rebuilding the village was a slow process, and Toan had a lot of weight on his shoulders to get everything right. He did his best, to be sure. Things were coming along nicely, but sometimes it seemed that everyone in the village either expected him to have it all done yesterday, or they expected him to fail miserably. The only place he really felt at peace was this little pond.

A fish tugged on his line, and he tensed, ready to snap it taut. It swam away, and he slumped back down.

“Hey there, Toan,” a voice called softly, and Toan jumped to his feet, nearly dropping his rod in the water. It was Pike, Paige’s father, walking over to him with a fishing rod in hand. Pike was a good-looking man, Toan supposed, though he hadn’t much thought about it. He had a strong, firm jawline that made Toan jealous, and a wide grin that was infectious. His eyes were kind, and that’s what really drew Toan, he figured. They were dark, and sometimes hard to read, but kindness always lingered there. Pike’s russet-brown hair stood up in unruly spikes behind his headband, and it made Toan want to reach up and try to tame it himself.

“Oh, hi, Pike. I hope I didn’t disturb you. I come here in the evenings sometimes to relax,” Toan offered as a conversation starter. He loved the sound of Pike’s voice. It was deep, but gentle, and very soothing.

“No, you did nothing of the sort! I see you out here from time to time from my window, and tonight I thought I’d join you, if you don’t mind,” Pike replied with a grin. Toan’s stomach tightened when he saw it, but he wasn’t sure why, so he shrugged it off and smiled back. He scooted over as Pike plopped down on the grass beside him, his fishing rod at his side. He spread his legs out and braced himself by putting his hands behind him, then looked at Toan with a friendly, open expression.

“So how are the repairs coming?” He asked, and Toan had to stifle a groan.

“They’re slow, but they’re coming. I wrote down everyone’s requests and I think they’ll be pleased with the result.” He sighed and shook his head. “If they don’t murder me first,” he added with a rueful grin. Pike laughed, and Toan thought he’d never heard a more wonderful sound. He vowed then to try to make the man laugh more often.

“They won’t murder you, Toan,” he assured the boy, seemingly unaware of the blush that crept to Toan’s face as Pike said his name. “The villagers understand that you’re doing your best, and they trust you. We all know we can count on you,” he finished, putting his broad hand on Toan’s delicate shoulders. The boy had to suppress a shiver at the heat Pike’s hand was emanating, even through his clothing, and was surprised when a different part of him started responding to the physical contact. He stood up abruptly, shifting the fishing rod from one hand to the other in his attempt to avoid Pike’s gaze.

“Thank you,” Toan said with a blush, still not looking at the man beside him. A few moments of silence, and Pike stood up, brushing his pants off.

“Do you mind if I correct your posture?” Pike asked, already moving to stand behind Toan.

“U-um, sure,” he replied, suddenly anxious. Then Pike’s warm, calloused hands enveloped his and he was pulled snugly into the older man’s body, with no personal space left. His body’s reaction was immediate. He became hard almost instantly, something that had never happened before, not even when he and Paige had had that midnight fumble in Dran’s windmill. All Toan could think about was how warm Pike’s body was, and how good the man’s hands felt. The hints and tips that the older man kept murmuring into his ear weren’t helping either; the warm breath passing across his skin, and the rumble of Pike’s voice that Toan felt through his back all served to worsen his growing problem.

Wow, that gets funnier after the 4000th time I hear it. ;P

Just writing a one-shot for a friend.

Oneshot
Refers to fanfiction, which means that the fic is one chapter long and will not be continued. Mostly canon.
Hey, should I continue my oneshot, or leave it as is?

Not tonight, friend. :( I'm working on a paper for english so I don't fail the class. xD I'm a poor student.

I'm all caught up now, so :PPPPPPP

Took you long enough...
...
:P

Jk, of course. Was it not worth it? Letting Yuji get some action for the first time. C'mon, don't deny it- it was EPIC!
Well, maybe epic
Well, epic.
Well, it was great.
Well, good.
Well, okay.
It sucked.

Mr. Sassy. Do you need me to buy you a Gucci purse for that 'tude?

xD It was good! I wouldn't go so far as epic, because it was suddenly done with and I'm like, "WHAT NO LEAD-UP SUSPENSE?" :(

lol, sorr,y I couldn't resist. You had it coming after that 'Mr. Impatient' crack! lol.

I had thought about that, but I went the road I did for two reasons:
1- this chapter and the one before it were supposed to lead up to it. Like, Shiroko has it in her head, and she knows where this is going. I didn't want Yuji to get too much into the act, lest it take away from Shiroko being the one directing the pace.

2- It would have wound up X-rated if I'd started to tease it.

But I should have hit some middle ground. I think I tried too hard to get away from Azami, too. Like 'Okay, Azami would jump his bones and be all over him for sex, so let's have Shiro be into the relationship. And, hell, let's have them both be reluctant about it. Like, "Where is this relationship going" reluctant.'

I think Yuji finally getting some tail is sort of the fanfic equivalent to the world ending. No writing will ever do it justice. It's just such an impossibly rare phenomenon!

lol, but you're right. I'm not really happy with the way it turned out. It seemed like they just had sex for the hell of it --'

Lol that reminds me I ought to work on Yuji's sex tonight.

Also, a personal (semi-hypothetical) question. You up for it?

Yuji says "Okay, when can you start?"

Sure thing. Shoot.

Lol. Soon, Yuji! In a few minutes, I'll continue.

Say you've been in an extremely non-defined relationship for about three or so months, but you've known the person for years and have had a very close friendship with them up til now. You're starting to think you're in love with the person, and it's getting harder and harder not to say it. When is it okay to say it?

Don't mind him. He's waited this long, lmao.

Let's see...I would say it's less a matter of time at this point. This situation doesn't sound like out and out puppy love. I would say now it's down to picking the right moment with the right atmosphere (unless there is a very, very clear reason to think that the feelings will not be mutual). What that is depends on the individual and what he/she thinks is romantic and appropriate for such a confession.

Does that help?

Well what if long distance is a problem, and the only communication (at the moment) is through texting or instant messaging? The feelings appear to be more and more to be mutual, but scaring the other person off is a serious concern.

Also to clarify- you did want this X rated explicit right? Cause it's about to get there. xD

I don't think distance should put a damper on romance, personally. But be prepared for flack if the relationship works from skeptics who think otherwise.
As for timing on that...I think the most you can do is put yourself in the most romantic mood possible. It's hard to convey emotions across an IM or text, but it's just like writing a fic- hit the right mood, and the words just feel right.

lol, I won't complain if it is. I'm curious about how you'd write that out, I admit ^^

Should I wait for him to say it first? I mean, we both all but say it anyway. Like, my pet name for him is "love," (taking a leaf out of the British' book) and he stole it from me. xD And when we're making 'sexy talk', he says "make love" now, too, instead of just f---. He didn't do that before.

Just making sure before I cross that point of no return. xD It should be done some time in the next few days. I won't get very much done tonight cause I feel so fatigued for some reason.

What are you working on?

I'll be honest with you there- it's a split. Some guys want girls to come to them; others are more old fashioned. I would say, if you're sure, then make your move. Chances are, he's thinking the same thing based on the evidence you've given me. Guys tend to be clueless about romance beyond dropping hints. Taking that into consideration, I would say 'go for it'.

No objection XD I hear you on the fatigue. Math will do that to me, though.

Right now, I'm working on Serving and math, and Japanese when I can squeeze it in. Taking a short sabbatical from ST. How about you? Any luck with that English paper?

I'm just afraid that I'll be jumping the gun and he'll feel pressured to say the same thing back out of duty rather than feeling. Who knew unofficial dating could be so frustrating!

Lmao Which one?

It isn't going to get any easier. If you're really worried, then I would wait until the six month mark. At that point, you're both expecting something to happen. There is either a connection or there isn't. By that point, it'll be more clear.

Whichever one, I guess. XD I'm helping a friend with his english paper in exchange for math help.

True! Christmas, or Valentine's, I suppose.

xD That does NOT sound like a fair trade.

Do you want a few sentences? Nothing explicit, of course. I'm gonna go to bed after that.

I think that's your best bet unless he starts giving off crystal clear signs.

For me or him? He's getting six pages worth of material out of me- and that's just outlining data for him. He is, of course, writing the damn thing himself. But I'm expected to put in probably ten hours of work.

Hey, sure! Absolutely!

Yeah, I have to agree with you.

xD that's unfair on both sides! One the one hand, that's a LOT of work. On the other hand, it's math. xD

Here you go!
He had propped himself up on his elbows to watch her with a slightly glazed expression, his hair mussed from Sakura’s ministrations. But when she fell to her knees between his legs and slowly, but deftly, began unfastening his pants, one elbow slipped in shock, and his face turned a dark pink with embarrassment and surprise. He cleared his throat as he shifted to get a better view of her.

“Um, wh-what are you…?” He stuttered, and Sakura had to try very hard not to roll her eyes. Instead she flashed him a sexy grin and replied in a sultry tone.

“You know exactly what I’m doing,” she purred, massaging his thighs suggestively before ripping his trousers off of him so quickly he hadn’t had time to blink.

G'night!

Good night.

And two words:

Love it! :)

Good evening! How are you tonight? (Wait, I sound just like you!)

Hey, that's MY line! lol

I'm okay. How about you?

I'm good. Playing a game called Audiosurf. Toying with some one-shot ideas. Hbu?

Sounds like a good time. I'm actually jealous, because I've been doing math, work, and job hunting. It's as much fun as it sounds.

(Shrug) It's been okay. Mostly ideas floating around right now. I'm off of ST for a little bit, back to Serving because that's at a really exciting part.
How about you?

Okay this is going to sound weird, but could I request an Amy/Picard one? Just for the sake of it.

Just reading, really. I've got an idea for a V for Vendetta one-shot but I have to finish all my other one-shots first. xD especially yours!!!

Sure thing, I'd be happy to do that.

Take all the time you need on mine. It gives me something to look forward to. The sooner the better, obviously, but don't push yourself. If something comes to you for another fic, I'll totally understand a delay.

(Mumbles: Not to mention catch up on Serving...)lol.

You're such a pushover! ;)

Lol that's right, I haven't read the newest chapter!

lol, I really am. XD

Darn right you haven't! And I think you'll have something to say about this one! For shame that it took you so long! XD

You'll bite your tongue or I'll be forced to punish you! (Wicked grin)

Oh no! Whatever I'm going to do, I'm not going to bite my tongue! (makes up words to keep talking, interjecting with 'slow reader' here and there to antagonize)

So, what kind of punishment were you talking about?

Hmm... maybe public nudity?

yay, fun! lol

Hmm. Maybe I need to come up with a punishment youll actually dislike. xD

lol, good luck with that! XD Then again, I'm sure you'll think of something.

What about stranding you on a highway in the middle of December with nothing but a man-thong?

I don't mind the cold, but the thong part...
lol

Aha! A weakness!

lol, I guess so XD

Doing math homework tonight. I've been neglecting it becaue I've been so tired lately from a lot of early mornings.

I see you're almost caught up with Serving. Thanks for reading!

Yep! Sorry I got behind. I kept forgetting.

Anything planned other than math?

No problem. It's going to get more interesting in the series now, I think. A lot of questions start getting both asked and answered. And Yuji hooking up with a girl- say what?! lol.

Not much. Maybe some work on my Japanese, too. Depends if my brain cells start cooperating with each other. How about you?

Just V. I'm not really in the mood to work on anything.

I hear you there. Although I had a hiliarious idea the other day. You had mentioned your Vice City fic. I was thinking about it, and for some reason I started imagining HolmesXCandy Suxxx. 00' It was weird. It was so oddly random that I was tempted to write it XD

Lmao. You MUST! You MUST!

If I think up enough to make a story of it, I will. I was just thinking stuff like 'What if Dan didn't know she was a pornstar? And then he found out, and got all mad at first, but then was like 'hello, co-star here!'".

It was odd, to say the lease.

^least. Sorry. brain tired.

I realize that. But it's a valid point all the same. Good call.

So, how are you tonight?

I've updated Serving again, btw.

No better or worse than usual.

Yep. It's a catch phrase.

Watching the episode of NCIS where dinozzo gets ypestes. Whatchu up to?

Kinda being a miserable jackass tonight. Just stressed from school, work, AND recreation. That's right- the trifecta. Most people can only aspire to this level of mediocrity. Anyone can bring Sexy back- I bring back 'pissy'! XD

Trying to wrap my head around math and finish Riker/Amy. No promises, though, because I'm tempted to kill Riker. Gotta keep remembering I'm not dealing with season 1 Riker where he's an @$$. Nope, I'm on season 3 Riker.

Maybe you need a distraction. ;)

Lol. Keep him alive! Hurry up and finish it!

I'm distracted with thoughts of smashing my computer monitor bouncing through my head --' Although your alternative would be much more constructive.

I really want to throw him out an airlock or something. Ah well. He'll have to make it- at least through this fic.

That it would. And pleasantly distracting.

How much longer do you think?

Indeed :)

Possibly tonight, if I push it a bit.

Write. Writewritewrite!

Ah, intentional or unintentional Dinozzo reference there? Good stuff either way. On it, boss! (insert Gibbsslap here)

Intentional! I <3 Dinozzo.

(Obliges with a Gibbs-slap)

Go Dinozzo. Thank you, boss!

(Gibbs stare) Get to work, Dinozzo.

Right. On your six, boss! (off to torment McGee)

Check this btw:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9c19-lXO1A&feature=related

Almost done with the fic...

Saw the link- looks cool! What's the plot? (but don't tell me til you're done with the fic!)

YAAAAAAY! WRITEWRITEWRITEWRITEWRITEWRITE!!!!

A bit of shameless fan service in there, but I love the battle scene, and the girl's transformation at :45 .

I'll do better than that- you can have the fic in just another minute.

:DDDDDDDDDDD

And sent! Let me know what you think!

I'm so happy! :D Haven't read it yet but I know it'll be kick-@$$.

I hope so. I tried to go a different route than Amy/Data. Not sure I like it as much as Amy/Data. But I tried.

I love it! Although, (I may be biased on this) I DO think the rescue came too soon!

xD I loved Amy continuously calling Dan a 'clod.' That's awesome. And then the altercation with Jadzia.

lol, I figured you'd think that about the rescue.

The whole point of Dax/Holmes was to give Amy a way to poke some fun at Holmes and get some dialogue going (besides having Riker drool all over her and the like). I wasn't trying to push Holmes/Dax, but I think it came off that way. (shrug) Wasn't intentional, for the record.

But it was fun. I thought about having Amy smack Riker in the side when he semi-oogled Dax, but it didn't seem to fit.

I know I pushed you for promptness, but despite all talk to the contrary, Amy DOES enjoy a bit of romancing. She's not THAT easy. ;)

lol, I believe that. I tried to make it seem like she and Riker had been hot for each other since day 1. Just, like, this instant mutual attraction. I know they exist, since I've been on one side of one. Too bad I screwed that up...(shakes head) Anyway, I see your point. Although, to be fair, Riker usually DOES get the girl in three days or less. Making him wait a whole, what, two weeks? Le gasp! XD

True that! But for the reader's sake, throw in some almost kisses (cause those are almost hotter than actual kisses), or some *sexy* banter. So we feel the sexual tension as much as the characters do.

It's okay. I'm grieving. My favorite character in a tv show just got killed.

I'm sorry to hear that :(

I sobbed. And not the flattering kind. I'm talking snot and shaking shoulders.

I'm sorry. It sucks when that happens. Big time.

Good fuel for an angst one-shot though.

Anyway, what's up for you?

Absolutely. That's the right attitude, too. Make something of that emotion.

Working on homework and Riker/Amy atm. You?

Watching the next episode of the show. When you think you'll be done with it?

I'm thinking tomorrow or Friday. I'm making some good progress. I'll either share a little bit or, if I'm close enough to finish, torture you horrendously and make you wait until I'm done.

How mean!

Not really mean, and not intentionally so. If I reveal too much, then you have less to read later. And that's no fun. If you're bored, go read my Serving update! XD

How are you?

Nice!
I'm alternating between studying and working on some Star Trek. Both Riker/Amy and our co-op fic. And a little bit of Serving here and there, too.

Had a good night. I got my Trill spots back on and escorted my two little cousins around.

Cute! You do look good with spots.

Oh! Do I get a tiny sneak peek at Amy/riker?

lol, thanks ^^ I do rather like them XD

Sure thing. I just need to finish up the part I'm working on. Shouldn't be too long.

I'd totally give you some of my candy if you showed up at my front door with those spots. ;) Buuut you wouldnt be leaving for a while...

Ok! :D I'm excited now.

Fair enough. If I showed up, it wouldn't be candy I was after. ;)

Just a little bit longer...

Well xD candy was a euphemism. ;)

Yay!

Ah. Well then, I guess I was at the right house after all.

Okay, here's a little taste. It's small because I'm still working on the tone of the story. But it's a start:

The Ponce de Leon rounded the moon of Kaarlaid III. Will Riker was at the Conn, piloting effortlessly thanks to both skill and favorable space conditions. No ion storms, enemy ships- nothing.

He smiled to himself, humming a mindless tune to himself. With him, he had the newest young Ensign aboard Enterprise D with him. She’d rarely ventured outside sickbay, as she was still getting used to her new duty schedule. But he’d seen young Amelia Collins enough to know she was just his type.

Gorgeous.

Riker had no problem with the ladies. He could have his pick, and a less honorable man would have taken advantage of that. But Will was careful- if there were no feelings, or at least the potential for feelings, he would look but wouldn’t touch. That would just be irresponsible- especially with his duties.

“So, Ensign Collins, how have you enjoyed the Enterprise so far?”

Amelia, more commonly ‘Amy’ to those who knew her, responded instantly. “Very much, sir. The crew is kind and certainly able. Even that clod Ensign Holmes. Bloody command-track- ahem. Sir.”

Riker had to chuckle. It was an unfair description of the other young ensign assigned to the Enterprise. Being so low on the totem pole was a bit uncomfortable for him. Not due to any ego issues; it was just plain to see that Ensign Holmes didn’t see where he was contributing on the Enterprise. He had approached Riker about that right away, at least partially as a means to quell the gossip that he hated his assignment.

“Command officers aren’t your cup of tea, Ensign?” Riker asked, maybe a little hurt. Damn. Is this door shut before I even touched the handle?

Amy giggled, which seemed a bit out of character. “No, sir. Just the hotshots who want to use a the daughter of an admiral to earn their stripes. If they’ve seen success on their own, then I can believe they’re genuine.”

Was that a line? Will wondered. This girl was pretty feisty. Likely more trouble than she was worth.
Riker hid a smile in his beard. He might have been talking about the Enterprise or Ensign Collins.

Oh my god. I think you've outdone yourself! I'm so excited!

Glad you like it ^^ It's turning out fun so far.

I can't wait to read the whole thing.

I've got a fair idea of where it's going. Unfortunately, my schedule is getting progressively more cramped. It'll take me longer than I'd like, but I'd imagine I could be finished by Friday or so.

Aw but you said Tuesday!

That was before work booked me on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. --' I'll work as fast as I can, but I don't want to sacrifice quality.

Understandable. Stupid work!

Yeah, really --' It's not completely to blame, though. Homework was also inserted itself into my schedule very 'nicely'. blah.

I was just re-reading our old RP. Lol, we actually had a good rap going between Holmes and Dax and then Bashir and Amy.

Haha true! That was fun. Btw sorry for coming back so late, my phone died and I had to finish my episode of NCIS. So what are you up to?

My turn to apologize now. Likewise sorry for the late reply.

Still working on your fic, and more 'Serving'. I really want to do a real romance fic between Holmes and Dax at some point, too.

I'm trying to draw Jack Skellington from A Nightmare Before Christmas, but I'm not doing too well. He has a strange anatomy that I'm finding difficult to draw.

I can see where you're coming from there. It is kind of an awkward sort of look. What sort of pic are you trying to do? I mean, like what setting ,etc?

Oh, he's bowing. Like a stage-bow. I have it done. Not my finest work, but eh. Want me to email you a pic? I'm too lazy to scan it atm.

Oh, I see. That's a hard pose imho. Sure, I'd love to see it :)

Check your inbox!

Checking now...

Hey, that's really nice work! I love the details on his fingers best, I think. Probably because I can't draw hands, and I think they came out really nice here.

I've got to go for the night, but not before I share a bit with you. Some of it I've had done for quite a while. The other bit is more for Riker/Amy. If you could let me know if (a) I have Amy's reactions right and (b) If Dan and Dax are in a believable scenario, that would be great.


“Pirates…” Riker muttered. That wasn’t good. Romulan cloaking technology, Klingon firepower, and Vulcan precision…
A deadly combo. The Enterprise is a full day away at maximum warp. We’ll never be able to fight this thing. So that leaves tactics.

“Ensign, engage your safety harness. That moon is Class-P. It’ll be cold, but serviceable. I can’t promise a smooth landing. I‘m going to vent plasma from the warp core and then detonate it. That should buy us time.”

Amy obediently strapped herself in. She held onto the edges of her seat, not liking this maneuver already.
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Amy woke up first after the landing. She noted immediately that the ambient temperature in the shuttle had dropped nearly twenty degrees. Shivering slightly, she tended to Riker, seeing that his injuries were minor. He had a small concussion from his head bouncing off the conn, but that was the worst of it. A quick treatment would take care of him. While he was coming around, she replicated blankets, thick uniform jackets, and clyminiproxethal- a drug that would help the body retain heat.

As an afterthought, she took two phasers from the aft compartment.

Riker came around just a few moments later. From the chill, life support was off, as was everything else in the shuttle. A quick glance revealed that venting plasma from the warp core had initiated an emergency shutdown of all systems, save for a very minimal life support, determined appropriate by the computer for two adult humans. The system could be restarted at any time. There was no point in that, though, Riker decided. That ship up there would just swoop on them again. Their best bet was to send out a distress signal, then abandon the shuttle and take shelter wherever possible.

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Dax’s eyes widened sympathetically as Dan recounted the tale of how he came to be promoted so quickly to Ensign. The story had shaken her, and if she was shaken with all her life (lives) experience, then how was this young man to feel?

He had told her more of the story than he needed to, but Dax made no move to stop him. She felt instinctively that he needed to tell someone this.

To be one of only three survivors among the four hundred fifty across two ships…

When he was done, Dan looked drained. He sat down with his raktajino, grimacing at how it tasted cold. He drank it anyway, and the bitterness seemed to do some good. He perked up and met Dax’s eyes.

“And that was that. So, am I in the history books here, too?”

Dax began to correlate his story with the computer. She shook her head after a moment’s time.
“Nope. According to this, you were promoted to Ensign through a normal course of duty. Your first assignment was on the USS Guardian, but there was never an attack on the ship. From there, you were assigned to Voyager. And now, according to this, you’re engaged to one Jadzia Dax.”

Dan had to chuckle a bit. “This reality is certainly tempting. I wonder how Sisko feels…Sisko…”
Dan frowned, deep in thought. With that subspace fracture open…if a runabout could fit through, why not a transmission?
“Lieutenant, could we contact Commander Sisko through the fracture? If a runabout could go through…”

Dax followed his line of reasoning, mentally doing calculations.
“I’m not sure it would work. There’s a Commander Sisko in this world, too. You and I are the common links, and apparently what changed history- or at least part of what changed history- so theoretically, we’re still linked with ‘our’ reality.”

“At least we’ll be able to tell the Siskos apart. Mention the wedding and see if you get ‘ah, yes’ or ‘what the hell?’.”

Dax smiled, but that did clue her in to another potential problem. If they did manage to raise ‘their’ Sisko through a local comm system, the signal could be traced. And using the narrow band frequency they would need to to go through a subspace fracture, that would be likely. And more than that, highly suspicious.

Then again, the other option was to do nothing.

Looks good from my end! Now I'm finally working on a Vice City drawing that I've been itching to do for a while, but haven't had the motivation. If that even makes sense. xD Talk to you tomorrow!