Mason
Mason
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Raan nodded. “That’s one of the benefits of this kind of thing. We get to see what we’re letting ourselves in for… at least, we get a highly sanitised and approved version. No plan survives first contact and all that, eh?” The other side of it, he …
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Raan nodded, filing the information away. He really hoped he didn’t get an Olympic. If there was a fight, he wanted to be able to fight… not have to run away. He’d dealt with far more than his share of bullies in his life and he didn’t intend on sto…
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Raan paused for a moment, fry held in mid-air, as he considered the question. It was one he’d been thinking about a lot recently. Certainly ever since the invitation had been extended for Osiris. “Something small to middling,” he replied. “I think …
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Conversation paused for a moment as the waitress brought their food over. Mason's stomach growled at the wonderful aromas. Heavens, he hadn't realised how hungry he was. "They are very small ships. Built for a purpose," he added, slatheri…
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"True. The Saber isn't one I'd pick either but... me and diplomacy? Tried that once, and it didn't go too well. Just ask my ex-wife." He shook his head with a small chuckle. "But you're right. It all depends on where they want to sen…
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"Yeah. Tell me about it," Mason said, rubbing at the back of his neck. "I was rather hoping for something like a diligent... reckon they'll strap some extra guns on it if I ask nice? Like... all of them?" He sat back in his chai…
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The problem with having the type of build Mason had was that he was hungry. Continually. By the time the Delta Quadrant briefing finished, his stomach was complaining his throat had been cut and he bolted from the room with almost impolite haste. He…
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Raan sat near the back of the room on the end of one of the rows, arms folded as he listened to the briefing. Since he had no idea which TF he was going to be assigned to, he'd opted to try and take in as many of the briefings as he could, to get a …
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Raan shook his head, a little distracted by the commodore's hair. It was such a lovely shade of blue. "At the moment, no. Although, to be honest, I did state I have no preference." He winced. "On reflection, that may have been a mist…
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He had been going to pull the chair out for the commodore, but she beat him to it, so Raan returned to his seat. He made sure not to sprawl so much this time, reaching for his coffee and blowing across the top so he didn't make the same mistake as R…
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(Quote) Raan looked up, his smile automatic, to find a neatly dressed captain standing by their table, hands filled with coffee and a croissant on a plate. His sprawl turned into movement as he levered himself up out of his chair. "Not at all.…
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Raan dropped into the offered seat with nonchalant grace, his slouch a hair off 'sprawl'. "Slept like a log," he announced, signaling to the waiter. "Didn't hear a peep from my roommate, but I can sleep on a piece of string. Planetar…
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“I’m in the same boat the commanders here.” Raan motioned to the bartender for another drink. It would be his last, after that he’d switch to something non-alcoholic. Not because he wasn’t a drinker but because, when drunk, he was a hugger. Hugs ne…
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Raan registered someone taking the seat next to him, and in a break in the conversation, glanced over. The next stool was occupied by a Captain so Raan offered a polite smile. "Here for the conference as well, captain?" he asked as the ba…
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(Quote) Raan lifted his glass in a mock-toast. “Ready to boldly go,” he replied. “Be good to finally get out there instead of resupply runs.” Which was basically all he’d been doing on the Tricerdonia. “Mason,” he introduced himself, offering his h…
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It had been an...interesting day. Along with the welcoming ceremony, there had been a multitude of briefings and talks, all of them jam-packed along with the corridors and halls. For someone not used to large crowds it had been an experience, but Ra…
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Character: Commander Raan Mason Discord: Minz#7412
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**[0730 hours] ** The one thing Captain Idrissia was good at was being on time. For everything. The schedules aboard the USS Tricerdonia were so precise a swiss watchmaker would be green with envy. But, for Mason's purposes, it meant that he disemb…