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poly_chromatic2013-08-21 06:10 pm
chakotay) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-08-21 06:10 pm
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commander's log 002 | closed action; | open voice;
[ he's decided to spend the day at the beach. the cross-gates have been quite useful and despite not knowing how they function and being very curious as to that exact question, he utilizes one to get to the northern beach. once there, he settles into a more secluded place where he, hopefully, won't be found very easily and takes out his lovely little city-phone. ]
For all of the City veterans still here... I was wondering how often these curses hit, if there's any way to stop them, and if there's a way to determine the probability of one affecting someone.
[ not counting harry. chakotay's expecting harry to get hit by curses more often than not because that's just the way harry's luck runs. poor ensign. ]
Whatever the case may be, I think it's time for me to start keeping track of how many curses I notice. I wonder if there's a running list of them somewhere?
[ once that's all taken care of, he settles back for another attempt at contacting his animal guide. he's been having a difficult time of it, since his medicine bundle is back on voyager, but he's slowly been trying to gather up things that might help him with it here. it's difficult and strange, but it just might work. so he begins quietly, murmuring the ancestral prayer and taking deep steadying breaths as his eyes slide closed and he focuses on the items in front of him. they're covered by pieces of cloth, wrapped up on the sand in front of him, as he'd rather not have some of them be seen, and some are simply tucked into his pockets. this is mostly an experiment and he has no idea that soon enough a friend will drop by for a visit. ]
For all of the City veterans still here... I was wondering how often these curses hit, if there's any way to stop them, and if there's a way to determine the probability of one affecting someone.
[ not counting harry. chakotay's expecting harry to get hit by curses more often than not because that's just the way harry's luck runs. poor ensign. ]
Whatever the case may be, I think it's time for me to start keeping track of how many curses I notice. I wonder if there's a running list of them somewhere?
[ once that's all taken care of, he settles back for another attempt at contacting his animal guide. he's been having a difficult time of it, since his medicine bundle is back on voyager, but he's slowly been trying to gather up things that might help him with it here. it's difficult and strange, but it just might work. so he begins quietly, murmuring the ancestral prayer and taking deep steadying breaths as his eyes slide closed and he focuses on the items in front of him. they're covered by pieces of cloth, wrapped up on the sand in front of him, as he'd rather not have some of them be seen, and some are simply tucked into his pockets. this is mostly an experiment and he has no idea that soon enough a friend will drop by for a visit. ]
action.
[She's a Gryffindor and a Weasley. She will always value knowledge because she's a clever witch, she and her brothers are all smart, but it isn't in the same way as those Sorted under the eagle. To Ginny, life is about living, to throw oneself into every moment with the greatest daring, the widest arms, to embrace it all and to do so without a second glance or thought. Some may call it recklessness and Ginny has learned to not let that rule her at all times, but it's an instinct that cannot be curbed—she wants to live, has fought to live, has fought for others to do it, too.]
But I think all fathers would be proud to hear that from their kids, that they're trying to be as good as them. Any parent, really.
action.
[ her last statement brings a sort of sad smile to his face. she knows some of his story regarding his father. he's at least told her they were estranged until past the time of kolopak's death, until well past the time chakotay thought he could make up for what he'd chosen so long ago. to think his father might be proud of him, even after death, nearly brings a tear to his eye. ]
I hope you're right.
[ it's a soft admission, one he won't offer to many people -- in fact, kathryn might be the only other one he would ever say that to. ]
action.
I'm always right. Especially when it comes to family.
[A little cocky, yes, but the heart of it is clear.]
action.
action.
action.
Is there anything else you'd like to discuss?
[ if not, he's going to give this meditation thing another try. ]
action.
action.
A-koo-chee-moya. We are far from the sacred places of our grandfathers...