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PLAYER
↠ Name: Claire
↠ Age: Well over 18
↠ Characters Played: None!

CHARACTER
↠ Name: Polina "Pasha" Andreynia Chekov-Braeden
↠ Canon: Star Trek AU Comics
↠ Journal: Punchedaklingon
↠ Canon Point: CRAU
↠ Reserve: https://sinfulmods.dreamwidth.org/2145.html?thread=424289#cmt424289

↠ Age: 23

↠ Reference/History:
https://memory-beta.fandom.com/wiki/Parallel_Lives,_Part_1
https://memory-beta.fandom.com/wiki/Parallel_Lives,_Part_2
https://memory-beta.fandom.com/wiki/Pavlovna_Chekov
https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/Pavel_Chekov_(alternate_reality)

Pasha is coming to the City of Sin with two previous games worth of memories. She was originally pulled into Bete Noire. during her time there she fell in love, was murdered by a demon possessing the body of Sam Winchester and firmly believed she was dead for a month. Pasha ended up going through many stange experieinces during her time in Bete Noire, many that opened her eyes to the world outside of her sheltered Starfleet bubble. It reinforced her strong belief in protecting people and doing the right thing.

She was then taken to Dagaz by the Nysgods as a potential mate for Prince Tristan. During her time in Dagaz she made every possible effort to return them all to her home, including the 'found' family she had acquired there. Along the way she threw herself into building a transporter, spending every spare moment on it's creation, only for the creation to kick start a monster attack on the city they were staying in. To keep the candidates out of further trouble they were sent to a far away temple in the sky where Pasha was reunited with her best friend Sulu. She had gotten engaged to her partner Benjamin and was due to walk down the ailse just as the tug of travel pulled once again.

↠ Powers / Abilities:
Pasha is an incredibly bright young woman with an exceptionla capablity for mathematics and physics. She has shown an interest and a capability in engineering but tends towards the theoretical side more than the practical.

↠ Languages: Russian (Native), English (Terran Standard), Andorii

↠ Inventory:
-Wedding Dress
- Engagement Ring
- Bell for communication
- Bouquet of flowers

↠ What is Your Character's Sin?: Envy - Pasha by nature is a jealous woman. She generally likes to think that she's the best at everything she does and at the slightest hint of being not being the best can immediately bring out in her. She can be malicious and snippy.

SAMPLES
↠ Pasha stretched before she started her morning run. Meticulously and carefully going through each pull and twist and roll as she always did. She vaguely thought to herself about the article she'd read earlier that week saying that stretching did nothing to aid or prevent running injuries. It bothered her a little to think that she might be simply doing it for no good reason but she knew in herself that if she stopped doing it now it would only serve to irritate her every time she went for her morning run. Something would feel like it was missing.

She rolled her neck, sighing as she pushed her headphones into her ears and set off into a gentle jog. It was a rare day off from bridge duty or shadowing Ms Scott or fencing with Sulu. She had nothing to do. A whole day free. Pasha silently plotted she she slowly upped her pace around the running track. Normally she would visit Sulu in the botany labs but she was helping DeSalle with his dual bridge qualifications so she had been left to her own devices. Perhaps at long last she would be able to catch up on the physics journals she'd been meaning to read for the last month. Or more frivolous reading. She had a thick stack of books by her bed that were waiting to be read and enjoyed.

The navigator smiled to herself. Yes. That seemed a nice thought. She would finish up her run, go for a shower and then spend the afternoon getting lost in her books. And if the odd physics journal got thrown in there it wouldn't exactly do her much harm, would it?

↠ Notes:

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The creek of the bedroom door prompted the opening of one eye. Creaky doors could be lifesavers, indications of danger trying to sneak up on you or someone with really bad intentions slipping into your room. Ben shifted his arm that was slung under Pasha’s pillow and reached for the knife tucked down the head of the bed. Old habits died hard. His arm tightened around his wife’s waist, ready to throw her off the bed and out of the way of immediate danger at any indication that this silent intruder’s intentions were malicious. Better an angry wife then a dead one.

His grip on the handle of the knife only loosened when he heard the distinctive shuffling of feet and felt being dragged on the floor. The bolts were drawn, the locks had been pushed and that was the all too well known sound of his infant daughter trying to climb into their bed for the third time that week.

Ben sat up and shook his head with a small laugh at the sight of Lissa peeking around the door of their bedroom, stock still as she realised that she’d been caught. How she kept getting out of her crib and bedroom was a mystery to everyone but she had a knack for escape that he wasn’t keen to rid her of. Survival skills would never be a bad thing for this child to have.

“C’mere.” He whispered, not keen to wake Pasha, carefully slipping out of bed to scoop her up under one arm with a kiss to the top of Lissa’s head. She was one already and more child than baby. Her chubby little legs were beginning to grow and become leaner and while she hadn’t started to walk constantly she was getting stronger at holding her own weight. “You should be in bed.” He told her, poking her in the stomach. Lissa giggled in response and held onto his arm before uttering the dreaded. “No!” For the past three month that had been her favourite word. Eat everything on your plate Lissa. No. Do you want to feed the ducks Lissa? No. Stop pulling Christine’s hair Lissa. No. He quickly shushed her and pressed a finger to his lips, a gesture that she copied.

Ben carried her out of the room, pulling the door closed behind him as quietly as he could so as not to wake the sleeping dragon in the bed. A quick glance at the clock in the living room told him that it was still the early hours of the morning as he dropped Lissa onto the couch and flicked the television onto cartoons. “Mom thinks these rot your brain. So don’t tell her. Okay?” Ben sat down with a huff of air, getting comfortable as Lissa crawled over his legs only to throw herself down on his chest with a mumble that Ben took to be a confirmation of their agreement not to tell Pasha. She had Marty the Turtle clutched in her left hand and promptly began chewing on his leg once she was comfortable.

They were lucky. It still felt unreal that they were here in a safe world. That luxuries like television and fracking spaceships and refrigerators that made ice were just readily available. It had been two months but Ben still couldn’t shake the feeling that it was going to disappear at any minute. He couldn’t help but glance in the direction of the suitcase and emergency bag that sat primed by the front door for any hint of disaster, danger or imminent apocalypse. It seemed that after everything that had happened in Bete Noire and Dagaz that something was incredibly amiss about a world where they didn’t have to constantly uproot their lives or save the world every other week. That being said San Francisco was a whole world of it’s own. They’d been fortunate that Jane was enough of a fast talker to wrangle Pasha the maternity leave that she would have been owed is Lissa had come along in this world. It shielded them all from the intense scrutiny of Starfleet for at least until they got their bearings and on their feet.

Lissa shrieked with laughter at a piano falling from the sky and crushing a cartoon duck. Her laugh was enough to pull Ben back into the future and laugh along with her, putting a protective arm around his daughter. This world might be new and calm but there was far more to lose here then there had ever been before.

(1)

“What do you mean. ‘There was an accident’?” Pasha’s voice came over the communicator worried and crackly from the distance. She was away with Starfleet for what was meant to be a brief trip to Vulcan that has turned into a full on weekend. No doubt thanks to Jane, Ben thought to himself. Her image on the screen was mildly fuzzy and blurred but it was easy to see that the colour has drained out of her cheeks.

“What is is. Are you okay? Is Lissa? Who’s hurt-“ Came the furious flurry of questions before he managed to cut over the top of her. “Pash, babe, don’t worry. Pasha. Look, it’s fine. No one’s hurt. There was just an accident you should probably know about before you come home and kill me.” It had been done with the best of intentions. He’d thought long and hard about it before he’d done it and it seemed like a good idea. Pasha was away and busy and while Ben wasn’t exactly leaping for joy at the thought of being left behind like a househusband he couldn’t object to being left with his little buddy.

“Ben.” The way she said his name was a warning in itself.

He sighed and pulled back the wriggling three year old that was trying to crawl away by the back of her dungarees. “So you know those jean-pant things that Bert got Lis that you hate?” He started, before readjusting his plan and just coming out with it. Blaming anyone but himself was going to end up in Pasha bringing her fury down on someone else. “Look, I tried to get Lissa a haircut. But I didn’t realise you took kids to different ones.” He winced at Pasha’s look of alarm. “And.” She prompted with an increasingly concerned expression. Ben lifted Lissa and put her on his lap were the camera could see her. “They kind of thought she was a boy.” The toddler’s near shoulder length beautiful brown curls had been buzzed into short cut. Pasha’s mouth dropped open as her face closed in on the communicator. “Are. You. Kidding. ME?” She near growled out. “Lissandra starts pre-school next month! We can’t send her looking like that! Her ears are sticking out!” Lissa waved at the communicator at the sound of her name before announcing “Daddy bought me a new doll and a book.” Which had been her bribe not to cry when she’d seen her hair falling to the floor and he had realised his fatal error.

“Lissa likes it!” Ben objected. “I do!” She chimed in, commandeering the communicator. “I look like Daddy!”

Pasha stared at the screen and sighed. At least nobody was hurt. “Okay.” She bit the inside of her cheek. “I’m not mad, but please be a little more careful in future.” She warned before moving swiftly on. “Are you still coming to meet me on the landing pad on Thursday?” Some things, like genuine accidents weren’t worth fighting over, which was something they’d both learnt the hard way.

(3)

They both sat down awkwardly, perched on classroom chairs meant for far tinier butts, with a wary glance to each other.

“What was it this time?” Pasha asked, somewhat wearily. The teacher smiled apologetically. Ben simply kept his eyes on Lissa who was staring out the window of the classroom but clearly listening intently.

“Well, Mr and Mrs Braeden-Chekov. It’s hard to put into words…” She began, leaning against her desk. “You know we just love Lissa’s enthusiasm for learning. But she has somewhat of an attitude problem.” Lissa snorted quietly. Ben was forced to bite his tongue to keep himself from doing the same. Pasha nearly died a death of embarrassment. “You know. Lissa’s reaching that awkward age for little girls. I’ve been an educator for fifteen years now I’ve always dealt with this grade but Lissa’s just been that one special pupil who’s always pushed me as a teacher.” Lissa’s cocky smirk was clear as she flicked her curly hair over her shoulder. At eleven years old she was a strange amalgamation of both parents; the curls and sheer academic might had come from Pasha but the quick wittedness and brown eyes had come from Ben.

“What did she do exactly?” Ben asked, ever questioning of authority figures.The teacher bristled. “Lissandra was very rude.” He pulled a face in return before questioning “Yeah, but how?” Pasha, rarely, instead of interjecting deferred on the point and nodded. Before she was going to discipline her daughter she needed to know the exact details. It was the teacher’s turn to flush at the sudden turn around and Lissa’s turn to chip in. “She was wrong and she didn’t like that I corrected her, Dad. She wanted me to apologise ‘cause she was wrong. How’s that fair?” Ben and Pasha turned to face the teacher with joint wrath.

“That’s not the point, Lissa. The point is your attitude is not the kind of attitu—“

“You don’t discipline my daughter.” Pasha abruptly cut in. “Was Lissa correct?” She asked with an arched eyebrow.

“I mean…” The teacher faltered and spluttered. “Yes but—“

“But she hurt your ego, right?” Ben chipped in with a laugh and a shake of his head. “You don’t like that an eleven year old corrected you.”

“Sashka, get your coat sweetheart. We’re going home.” Pasha stood, brushing off her skirt and going to gather her daughter’s things while Lissa pulled on her jacket.

“We aren’t finished discussing this.” The teacher objected as Ben stood up also. “Nah, we are.” He said with a shake of his head. “See, we were worried about this for a while now. Lissa needs a school for kids like her. With people who can keep up with her. So, that attitude problem of hers isn’t something you’re going to have to worry about anymore.”

Pasha put her hand on Lissa’s shoulder and guided her out of the classroom with Ben following up behind. “You do have to work on that attitude problem though, kiddo.” Ben said as they walked out of the school.

(11)

“Dad. Can I talk to you?”

Lissa was biting the inside of her cheek. Her cheeks were red. There was evidence of a crumpled up tissue in her hand. Ah shit. This was it. The moment he’d been dreading since they’d first set eyes on her. It was a boy. It was totally a boy. Ben swallowed thickly. It was easy to be tough but there were few things more devastating than seeing his little girl upset.

“Sure. Come on. Sit down.” Ben jerked his head towards to couch. Lissa bobbed her head. “What’s all this about.” He nodded towards her general everything.

“Sorry. I would have gone to Mom but…I mean…you know how Mom is. She doesn’t know how to be cool about stuff.” Shit. Teenage pregnancy? Ben balked. They had been young when they’d had Lissa but she’d just turned fifteen. He’d been chasing girls at that age but Lissa was his daughter. But she needed him to be cool right now. He mutely nodded his head, silently thinking about all the places he had weapons hidden around the house and how he was going to decimate the asshole that had put his daughter into this state of distress.

“D’you wanna start at the beginning maybe? I mean. Must be some serious stuff if you need to talk about it.” Ben commented, trying not to freak out too much. How the hell was he going to stop Pasha from flying off the handle about this? They were too old to be grandparents.

“I just-“ Lissa started before pulling herself up and just coming out with it. “I want to know if you and Mom are getting divorced.” She blurted out.

Ben cocked his head. That was not what he’d been expecting. “Huh?” That’d come totally out of the left field.

“I heard you arguing. About me. And I don’t want to be the reason for you fighting.” Ah. That had been one hell of a fight. Ben wanted Lissa to have a normal life, Pasha wanted to push her to join Starfleet like she had. Nobody had won that fight. It had been a full scale blow out. “Lissa.” He sighed and opened an arm. “C’mere sweetheart.” Lissa hugged him and looked up to him, expectant of his answer. “No, Lis. Your Mom and I aren’t getting divorced. And we’d fight even if you weren’t here. That’s just how we are. It’s how we’ve always been.” They were both stubborn as hell and neither willing to relent most of time. “We love each other. And even when we fight it’s because we’ve been together now for nearly eighteen years. We’ve grown up together. We know each other’s weak spots.” He kissed the top of his daughter’s head. “And you’re weak spot number one.”

“When you came it just gave us another thing to fight about. Because we’re always fighting for you. Even against each other sometimes.”

(15)

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Player Info

Name: Claire
Age: 28
Contact: Plurk @ Pantiestealer
Characters Already in Teleios: None yet.
Reserve: Reserve here

Character Basics:

Character Name: Lieutenant Pavlovna "Pasha" Andreyevna Chekov
Journal: punchedaklingon
Age: 18
Fandom: Star Trek AOS comics
Canon Point: Post issue 30
Debt:
Class A: 26 years
Class B: 190 years
Class C: 4 years and 5 months
Hacking bank accounts
Breaking Starship engines
Causing family undue worry through lack of communication

GRAND TOTAL: 220 years and 5 months

Canon Character Section:
History:

Pasha was born in 2241 in Tagnarog, Russia to parents Anna and Andrei Chekov and the youngest of eight children and only girl of her family. Her family spent several years on the luna colony of Mare Imbrium after her father passed away in a shuttlecraft incident. Pasha was quickly scoped out in her schooling as a child prodigy and savant of mathematics. When she was nine she was sent to live with her grandmother in Moscow before attending a series of elite Russian and international schools, ultimately entering Moscow State University, from which she graduated in 2255 with a joint degree in theoretical physics and transporter theory. Later that year she ran away from home to enrol in Starfleet Academy becoming the second-youngest attendee in the Academy's history.

Pasha had a relatively peaceful teenage life despite her advanced academic studies, spending a lot of her time learning how to hack and became some of what of an urban legend in her own right as an online hacktivist. She targeted online scam artists, destroying their operations and methods under the guise of 'mistercleanup'. She was never caught in this but the skill did come in handy in later life.

In 2258 Pasha was instated as the Chief Navigator of the USS Enterprise under Captain Pike. She was involved with the Narada incident in which a group of Romulans destroyed the planet Vulcan and attempted to also destroy Earth. During the incident Pasha was directly responsible for saving Jane Kirk and Hikaru Sulu from falling to their death and for failing to transport three members of the Vulcan High Council including Commander Spock's mother. She graduated the Academy the same year and was instated as the permanent Chief Navigator of the Enterprise under Captain Kirk.

Pasha continued on a few missions with the USS Enterprise including a mission to Pollux IV which saw Chekov receive a special commendation for bravery (Better known as the Apollo mission). The Enterprise crew were used mostly as the flagship crew, doing a few high profile missions while they waited for their active mission to be assigned.

After a series of terrorist attacks and Kirk being relieved of command - after an incident involving Spock, a primitive culture and a volcano - the senior admiralty is attacked by a dangerous criminal known only as Joan Harrison. Admiral Pike is killed and Kirk requests permission to go after her to bring the criminal back. Chekov was once again assigned as the Enterprise's Chief Navigator. However she doesn't remain navigator for long. Lt Commander Scott resigned her commission after Kirk bringing weapons onto the ship she hadn't checked herself.

Pasha had shadowing Scotty in the hopes of learning more about the warp engines, something known to Kirk, and as such Pasha is promoted to Chief Engineer in Scotty's absence, a task of which she felt woefully unprepared for. The ship proceeded to Qo'nos which is in Klingon space, which is Harrison's last known location. Chekov was forced to drop the ship out of warp manually after finding a coolant leak in the warp core, while roughly 20 minutes away from their location. Harrison was apprehended by Kirk's away team and taken to security. But in the meantime Pasha struggled to find way to fix the engines.

Chekov had to deal with the warp core breaking down entirely along with the anti-gravity, though it was sufficiently repaired to flee when the Enterprise was attacked by the USS Vengeance, captained by Admiral Marcus who had been behind the actions of Harrison (Khan) the whole time. She later prevented Kirk and Scott (who had returned to the ship) from falling to their deaths while the ship lost its artificial gravity by holding onto them when they went over the railings. She later returned to her position on the helm. Kirk sacrificed herself for her crew but was saved through the virtue of Khan's 'superblood'.

Shortly before starting their five year mission Pasha was promoted to Lieutenant. After the routine surveying of a previously unexplored planet, Kassen V, the Enterprise was assigned to explore a black hole that had appeared nearby. The anomaly was found but the Enterprise unfortunately got caught in it, only to come across another USS Enterprise. Upon making contact with the other ship it becomes horribly apparent that the other Enterprise is exactly the same if not for the crew being the opposite sex. Some of the other Enterprise crew come to visit their ship but Sulu and Chekov are made to stay on the bridge. Pasha makes contact with the other Chekov and between them Pavel and Pasha come up with a solution to remove both ships back to their universes of origin so that they could continue to go about their respective missions.

Personality:

Pasha is a very driven and focused young woman. She knows exactly what she wants and if she’s completely determined to get it, she usual does get it if only through her own entirely stubborn determination. She isn't sneaky or underhand about it, but she instead uses her genius level intellect which has only been maintained through keeping her head down and working hard. She does this because a lot of pressure is on her as the Enterprise’s ‘Whiz-kid’ to constantly perform at a high level expected by both her superior officers and herself. There is also a lot of pressure on by other people’s thoughts of her, being of a young age Pasha feels she has to repeatedly prove herself to her fellow officers, or that she deserves the position of Chief Navigator which she worked hard to attain.

Understandably having been rushed through her schooling at such a young age has had a knock on effect on Pasha’s social skills. As a result she sometimes she finds it difficult to connect or empathise with other people of her own age, preferring the company of people older then her who she regards as her intellectual equals. This isn't out of malice or spite, but instead from struggling to feel like a social equal with people her own age who she often finds shallow. While in some respects Pasha is more mature then some of her peers, her lack of a childhood or teenage life has left her left her a bit naïve to the world and she will often find it difficult to engage fully in more social activities or friendships. Despite this she’s quickly learning and becoming more worldly due to her assignment on the Enterprise and the encouragement of her peers to engage more fully in a more holistic life rather than just a purely academic and work fuelled life.

A thing that should be noted is that Pasha copes very poorly with change. She is very controlling about her own life and hates any kind of change that will disrupt that. She lives by routine and rote, which is perfectly possible on the Enterprise with it's militaristic set up but perhaps not to realistic in the real world. However the slightest disturbance completely knocks her off her axis and ruffles her feathers often leaving her flustered and upset. She has a very strong sense of justice and how things should be done. If she's witness to a crime or incident she'll do everything in her power to assist in whatever way she can.

As a defence mechanism, she can come off as a little cool and antisocial to people she has just met but this is mainly her retreating back into her shell so she can observe, learn and analyse the person and generally try to figure them out. If a person can draw her out of her shell and gain her friendship, or at least drag her away from her books for long enough, they will have gained a puppy like loyalty for life.

In some respects Pasha can be her own worst enemy. She is very sensitive to criticism from anybody and particularly herself, she tends to be very strict and harsh with herself, expecting only the best from herself. In her work she is an utter perfectionist and anything less is counted as a failure to her. This is due to her upbringing, a strict mother and seven older brothers who were all brilliant in their own respect to outshine and out do as well as a father who martyred himself in the dangerous business of being a Starfleet officer. Overall Pasha is a bright and optimistic young woman who finds great pleasure in her work.

Powers/Abilities:

She's a genius and a savant when it comes to mathematics and number. She's a cross country runner. But she has no supernatural abilities.

Appearance:

Samples:

Actionspam Sample:
Sample one

Prose Sample:

Pasha stretched before she started her morning run. Meticulously and carefully going through each pull and twist and roll as she always did. She vaguely thought to herself about the article she'd read earlier that week saying that stretching did nothing to aid or prevent running injuries. It bothered her a little to think that she might be simply doing it for no good reason but she knew in herself that if she stopped doing it now it would only serve to irritate her every time she went for her morning run. Something would feel like it was missing.

She rolled her neck, sighing as she pushed her headphones into her ears and set off into a gentle jog. It was a rare day off from bridge duty or shadowing Ms Scott or fencing with Sulu. She had nothing to do. A whole day free. Pasha silently plotted she she slowly upped her pace around the running track. Normally she would visit Sulu in the botany labs but she was helping DeSalle with his dual bridge qualifications so she had been left to her own devices. Perhaps at long last she would be able to catch up on the physics journals she'd been meaning to read for the last month. Or more frivolous reading. She had a thick stack of books by her bed that were waiting to be read and enjoyed.

The navigator smiled to herself. Yes. That seemed a nice thought. She would finish up her run, go for a shower and then spend the afternoon getting lost in her books. And if the odd physics journal got thrown in there it wouldn't exactly do her much harm, would it?

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<big>Player Info</big>

<blockquote>Name: Claire

Age:

Contact:

Characters Already in Teleios: None yet.

Reserve: </blockquote>

<big>Character Basics:</big>

<blockquote>Character Name: Lieutenant Pavlovna "Pasha" Andreyevna Chekov

Journal:

punchedaklingon

Age: 18

Fandom: Star Trek: Parallel Lives

Canon Point: Post issue 30

Debt:

<blockquote>Class A: 26 years

Class B: 190 years

Class C: 4 years and 5 months

<blockquote><li> Hacking bank accounts
Breaking Starship engines
Causing family undue worry through lack of communication</blockquote>

GRAND TOTAL: 220 years and 5 months</blockquote></blockquote>

<big>Canon Character Section:</big>

History:

<blockquote>

Pasha was born in 2241 in Tagnarog, Russia to parents Anna and Andrei Chekov and the youngest of eight children and only girl of her family. Her family spent several years on the luna colony of Mare Imbrium after her father passed away in a shuttlecraft incident. Pasha was quickly scoped out in her schooling as a child prodigy and savant of mathematics. When she was nine she was sent to live with her grandmother in Moscow before attending a series of elite Russian and international schools, ultimately entering Moscow State University, from which she graduated in 2255 with a joint degree in theoretical physics and transporter theory. Later that year she ran away from home to enrol in Starfleet Academy becoming the second-youngest attendee in the Academy's history.

Pasha had a relatively peaceful teenage life despite her advanced academic studies, spending a lot of her time learning how to hack and became some of what of an urban legend in her own right as an online hacktivist. She targeted online scam artists, destroying their operations and methods under the guise of 'mistercleanup'. She was never caught in this but the skill did come in handy in later life.

In 2258 Pasha was instated as the Chief Navigator of the USS Enterprise under Captain Pike. She was involved with the Narada incident in which a group of Romulans destroyed the planet Vulcan and attempted to also destroy Earth. During the incident Pasha was directly responsible for saving Jane Kirk and Hikaru Sulu from falling to their death and for failing to transport three members of the Vulcan High Council including Commander Spock's mother. She graduated the Academy the same year and was instated as the permanent Chief Navigator of the Enterprise under Captain Kirk.

Pasha continued on a few missions with the USS Enterprise including a mission to Pollux IV which saw Chekov receive a special commendation for bravery (Better known as the Apollo mission). The Enterprise crew were used mostly as the flagship crew, doing a few high profile missions while they waited for their active mission to be assigned.

After a series of terrorist attacks and Kirk being relieved of command - after an incident involving Spock, a primitive culture and a volcano - the senior admiralty is attacked by a dangerous criminal known only as Joan Harrison. Admiral Pike is killed and Kirk requests permission to go after her to bring the criminal back. Chekov was once again assigned as the Enterprise's Chief Navigator. However she doesn't remain navigator for long. Lt Commander Scott resigned her commission after Kirk bringing weapons onto the ship she hadn't checked herself.

Pasha had shadowing Scotty in the hopes of learning more about the warp engines, something known to Kirk, and as such Pasha is promoted to Chief Engineer in Scotty's absence, a task of which she felt woefully unprepared for. The ship proceeded to Qo'nos which is in Klingon space, which is Harrison's last known location. Chekov was forced to drop the ship out of warp manually after finding a coolant leak in the warp core, while roughly 20 minutes away from their location. Harrison was apprehended by Kirk's away team and taken to security. But in the meantime Pasha struggled to find way to fix the engines.

Chekov had to deal with the warp core breaking down entirely along with the anti-gravity, though it was sufficiently repaired to flee when the Enterprise was attacked by the USS Vengeance, captained by Admiral Marcus who had been behind the actions of Harrison (Khan) the whole time. She later prevented Kirk and Scott (who had returned to the ship) from falling to their deaths while the ship lost its artificial gravity by holding onto them when they went over the railings. She later returned to her position on the helm. Kirk sacrificed herself for her crew but was saved through the virtue of Khan's 'superblood'.

Shortly before starting their five year mission Pasha was promoted to Lieutenant. After the routine surveying of a previously unexplored planet, Kassen V, the Enterprise was assigned to explore a black hole that had appeared nearby. The anomaly was found but the Enterprise unfortunately got caught in it, only to come across another USS Enterprise. Upon making contact with the other ship it becomes horribly apparent that the other Enterprise is exactly the same if not for the crew being the opposite sex. Some of the other Enterprise crew come to visit their ship but Sulu and Chekov are made to stay on the bridge. Pasha makes contact with the other Chekov and between them Pavel and Pasha come up with a solution to remove both ships back to their universes of origin so that they could continue to go about their respective missions.

</blockquote>

Personality:

Pasha is a very driven and focused young woman. She knows exactly what she wants and if she’s completely determined to get it, she usual does get it if only through her own entirely stubborn determination. She isn't sneaky or underhand about it, but she instead uses her genius level intellect which has only been maintained through keeping her head down and working hard. She does this because a lot of pressure is on her as the Enterprise’s ‘Whiz-kid’ to constantly perform at a high level expected by both her superior officers and herself. There is also a lot of pressure on by other people’s thoughts of her, being of a young age Pasha feels she has to repeatedly prove herself to her fellow officers, or that she deserves the position of Chief Navigator which she worked hard to attain.

Understandably having been rushed through her schooling at such a young age has had a knock on effect on Pasha’s social skills. As a result she sometimes she finds it difficult to connect or empathise with other people of her own age, preferring the company of people older then her who she regards as her intellectual equals. This isn't out of malice or spite, but instead from struggling to feel like a social equal with people her own age who she often finds shallow. While in some respects Pasha is more mature then some of her peers, her lack of a childhood or teenage life has left her left her a bit naïve to the world and she will often find it difficult to engage fully in more social activities or friendships. Despite this she’s quickly learning and becoming more worldly due to her assignment on the Enterprise and the encouragement of her peers to engage more fully in a more holistic life rather than just a purely academic and work fuelled life.

A thing that should be noted is that Pasha copes very poorly with change. She is very controlling about her own life and hates any kind of change that will disrupt that. She lives by routine and rote, which is perfectly possible on the Enterprise with it's militaristic set up but perhaps not to realistic in the real world. However the slightest disturbance completely knocks her off her axis and ruffles her feathers often leaving her flustered and upset. She has a very strong sense of justice and how things should be done. If she's witness to a crime or incident she'll do everything in her power to assist in whatever way she can.

As a defence mechanism, she can come off as a little cool and antisocial to people she has just met but this is mainly her retreating back into her shell so she can observe, learn and analyse the person and generally try to figure them out. If a person can draw her out of her shell and gain her friendship, or at least drag her away from her books for long enough, they will have gained a puppy like loyalty for life.

In some respects Pasha can be her own worst enemy. She is very sensitive to criticism from anybody and particularly herself, she tends to be very strict and harsh with herself, expecting only the best from herself. In her work she is an utter perfectionist and anything less is counted as a failure to her. This is due to her upbringing, a strict mother and seven older brothers who were all brilliant in their own respect to outshine and out do as well as a father who martyred himself in the dangerous business of being a Starfleet officer. Overall Pasha is a bright and optimistic young woman who finds great pleasure in her work.</blockquote>

Powers/Abilities:

She's a genius and a savant when it comes to mathematics and number. She's a cross country runner. But she has no supernatural abilities.

Appearance:
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Wyld inventory

On person

Clothes
Heavy duty backpack
Starmap scrolls
Phaser
Wedding and Engagement rings
Jingle bell (From Gebo)

In Backpack:

Small first aid kit
Wind up torch
Pencil case
Notebook
Hairties/clips
Fold up waterproof mac
PADD
Large waterbottle (Full)
Umbrella
Tissues
Large container of salt
Box of matches

In trunks (Shrunken by Cho):

Toiletries
Duvet and pillows (Taken from Gebo)
Blanket (Taken from Thuriaz)
Wedding dress and veil
Engagement ball dress
Jaan's gifted dress
Starfleet uniform
Gebo uniform
Breather
Ring key (From Dagaz)
Fish key (From Gebo)
Tool belt (Taken from Gebo)
Sewing needles and threads (Taken from Gebo)
Pots and pans (Taken from Gebo)
3 cups, plates and sets of cutlery (Taken from Gebo)
Small dagger (Taken for Othala)
Small vanity mirror
Multiple notebooks and books
Book (The Little Ducking)
Photo of her family
Small telescope
3 pairs of flat shoes
2 pairs of walking boots
5 dresses
5 skirts
6 pairs of trousers/jeans
15 shirts
3 jumpers
Underwear and socks
5 pairs of pajamas
Light coat
Mittens/Scarf/Wooly hat
Sunhat
Sunglasses
3 bottles of sunscreen
Utilities belt (Empty)

The Games AC

Talking to Nathaniel
5 + 5 = 10 credits

Pasha delivers presents
15 + 25 + 25 + 5 + 5 + 5 + 5 = 85 credits

Being Santa's little helper
15 + 25 = 40 credits

Geeking out over new aliens
5 + 25 = 30 credits

=165 credits

Letters

FOR CHRISTINE:
Christine,

If you're reading this then I really am truly sorry.

I hope where ever I am, that I'm in the process of trying to get back to you and everybody else and I assure you that I am trying my hardest to find my way back. I hoped you'd never have cause to have to read this. If I have returned to my own universe please remember that you have been one of my closest friends for such a long time now. I don't think I could have survived Bete Noire without you.

I will always consider you my sister. Please do as you have always done and don't give up hope. You aren't you without hope. I can only wish that your level-headedness and calm manner can guide the rest of them into peaceable and sensible solutions. They're my family and you are too. Please be good to each other and let them help you. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable. And if you need me, talk to Ben or Hikaru. They know me the best.

I will see you soon.
Pasha.
☺

FOR BEN:
Benjamin,

If you're reading this then it means I haven't been able to find a way back to you yet.

I'm sorry.

I promise I'm going to get back as soon as I can. I won't waste either of our times with any long ridiculous goodbyes. This isn't a goodbye at all. This is a promise that if you're reading this, then I am trying my hardest to return to your side at this very moment. Hopefully you shouldn't have to wait much longer.

Hikaru, Jane and Christine will look after you in my absence but you have to look after yourself as well. You need to be as smart, careful and safe as you can be. You can't let yourself get caught up on looking for me. Look after yourself first and I will find a way back to you. Be good. Don't start any fights you can't handle. If I find out you slipped back into old habits while I was gone, I will personally kill you when I'm returned. You're better than that. You're a survivor and you can survive living without me for a short while, I believe in you. I'll be back soon.

I promise.

Pasha.

FOR RUSH:
Doctor Rush,

I'm sorry that you have had to receive this letter. I asked Christine that on the happen-stance of my disappearance for a longer period than one standard week that she would deliver this to you and to other people that I care deeply for.

Firstly, I would like to offer you my thanks. For being both my friend and my mentor and for being a surrogate father to me. You can't understand how much I appreciated you being what you were to me. As I said not that long ago, you remind me of my father and I hope that in what hopefully will be a short absence that you will act as such towards the rest of my family. Christine, Ben, Hikaru and Jane need somebody to keep them from doing something stupid. Particularly the latter three. They're soldiers and forget to think before acting. I worry that in my absence they might try to kick off something bigger than what the Nysgods already have going on.

Secondly, my apologies. I intend to return as swiftly as I can but I am uncertain how soon that will be. I hope that you'll forgive my disappearance. If you're reading this it is far longer than I have ever been gone before. If I am in another world, I shall try my best to return swiftly.

Please don't worry. I'll be back soon.

Pasha.

FOR JANE:
You have to look after them. All of them.

These are my people and they have been for a long time now. I expect that you'll care for them and ensure their safety. Don't be foolhardy and think before you do anything that might endanger them. I will return soon.

I'm trusting you this time.

Pasha.

FOR HIKARU:
Karu,

If you're reading this I have been gone for over a week. I won't waste my time writing some long convoluted letter to you, although letters are a Russian invention, because I will be back as soon as I can. Please make sure that Ben doesn't fall into destructive habits. When I first met him, he was a drug addict. He struggles with it when I am not there to support him or when we fight. He's been without it for some time now but I fear since I have been gone long enough for this letter to be given to you that he might soon be tempted into his old ways.

Most importantly you need to keep your optimism. Don't stop looking for a way home because I am gone. You need to keep yourself safe and you need to ensure that everybody else stays safe as well. Use your brain and be smart, Karu. I'll be back soon.

Love from
Your Pasha.

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<big><big><big>OUT of CHARACTER</big></big></big>

Name: Claire

Other characters: Gaila and Glinda

<big><big><big>IN CHARACTER</big></big></big>

Name: Polina 'Pasha' Andreynia Chekov

Fandom: Star Trek AU

Canon point/AU: After the 74th Annual Hunger Games.

Journal: <user name="punchedaklingon">

PB: Olesya Rulin

History: Pasha was raised in the Capitol. She grew up in a large family of boys and had a very happy childhood, if not one mildly marred and made a slight more difficult with her speech impediment. Her father was a politician and her mother a district escort until her retirement three years ago. From early childhood she was a very academic girl and tended to shy away from the social aspects of Capitolian upbringing, at least until she was encouraged into it in her late teens by her parents. She gained a good education with several private tutors and showed herself to be very adept in mathematics, piano and certain bouts of athleticism such as running. Pasha has always had a long running obsession with outer space and stars.

Pasha had at one point been headhunted to be Gammaker at seventeen due to her near prodigal skills in mathematics but politely declined after a long consideration. She couldn't bring herself to be that involved in the deaths of others even if it was for the betterment of the Capitol. She protested reasons of not yet being a fully grown woman and promised to reconsider her thoughts on the matter when she felt she was old enough to fully commit to the role.

She had mostly avoided the social scene after her début as a young woman until the recent opening of her oddities shop; SuperNova. She preferred to keep the company of her books and little else. Pasha had always been mildly awkward but she felt somewhat at odds with the other people in the Capitol who constantly seemed so glamorous and put together, however, the desire to make her own enterprise a success prompted her to make a reappearance into polite society. Her parents had been searching for a suitable match for her since her début but she begged them permission to have time to set up her shop and become an established businesswoman on her own before becoming a wife or mother. They have permitted her three years to get herself set into business before they will push the issue.

Presentation:
Outwardly the youngest Chekov is a bright and eccentric young woman. She's very easily flustered and knocked off her concentration. She can come off as awkward and socially inept, often coming out with things that aren't exactly tactful or polite but once she realises her error she's quick to apologise. Pasha puts herself forward as being rather bubbly and happy and tries to give that impression as much as possible.

She's happiest when surrounded with books but she's happy to ramble on for hours on end on her favourite topic; outer space. Small and slight, Pasha deliberately presents herself as the cute daughter of a politician, with everything that entails. She is always well kept and tastefully dressed (if not always wearing something space related) and exceedingly polite, gently spoken and helpful. She does have a speech impediment in which her vs become ws which mostly comes out when she is distracted. When she focuses or is in hyper conventional situations she will try to rid herself of it as much as possible.

Pasha tries her best to show herself as a model citizen of the Capitol, despite her natural uncertainness around people that she doesn't know very well. She is an active supporter of the games and the government and since the opening of her shop has gone out of her way to attend as many Games functions as possible to promote her own shop and to support certain tributes.To her close friends she is unfalteringly loyal and protective although she has a tendency to be drawn into their problems more than she would like to be.

She puts a lot of enthusiasm into her work and is endlessly dedicating herself to marketing her products and inventing intelligent marketing to appeal to a wider audience. Sometimes her experiments go wrong but she always seems to take delight in dissecting the problems and improving upon what she has done. Pasha is a very dedicated and conscientious young woman. Her obsession with outer space can be reflected in almost everything she does and it could be noted that alien tributes or ones who claim to be from a future civilisation are the ones she tends to spend the most time getting to know and sponsoring.

Motivations: Pasha, while internally a shy and anxious young woman is ultimately a very shrewd and intelligent girl. She doesn't voice her political opinions very often because she's aware it isn't in her best interests to do anything other than comply with the Capitol and be outwardly as happy a citizen as she can be. Not only because it would reflect badly on her father otherwise but because she's heard horror stories of the districts from her mother as a child growing up and has no interest in living a life as difficult as they have to. She recognises what she has and she is immensely grateful for it. She makes a show of being bubbly and happy because that's what is expected for her. Mostly though, she's cringing on the inside during social encounters, ever afraid she'll say the wrong thing and end up truly offending someone.

Her need to show to her family that she can stand on her own two feet and be independent prompted her to open up her oddities shop. She spent a lot of her life being coddled and protected as the only daughter of their family and the only member of the family with a speech impediment. The impediment has had a knock on effect on her confidence and if pointed out or brought note to she can get incredibly flustered and upset. As a perfectionist it's somewhat of a sticking point for her that she can't overcome it and it's a topic that she is very sensitive about. Knowing that there's a time limit on her independence as a single young woman has prompted her into experiencing as much of the Capitol and extend her business as much as she can before she gets tied down into a relationship.

She enjoys being challenged very much and will actively seek out people who intellectually stimulate her, preferring their company to those who she should really enjoy being around. Pasha has exceedingly few romantic interests and can get very uncomfortable if put into a situation where she has to interact with someone in a romantic or flirty manner. She doesn't see herself that way at all so when other people do it very much puts her on the back foot and causes her to react defensively and nervously.

<big><big><big>SAMPLES</big></big></big>

Thread:
Hello!

[There's a sweet looking young woman dressed in a comfortable purple knit dress and star pins dotted in among her mass of dark brown curls, holding up whatever device is recording high above her head and pointed down at her, which accounts for the wobbly angle of the frame. When she smiles at the camera her cheeks dimple. It's clear to see when you look at her that her eyes have been modified to look a startlingly bright shade of blue. It's quite possible that the dimples might be a modification too.]

I am Pasha. It occurred to me earlier today whilst I was setting out my new stock that I hawe been remiss in introducing myself to a lot of people as of yet!

As I said, I am Pasha. My full name is Polina Andreynia Chekov. But I do prefer Pasha, if you wouldn't mind. I run SuperNova, an oddities shop that specialises in galactical produce. We hawe only recently set up but as of last week we are officially open! [Her grin splits a little wider at that. It's something she's clearly proud of.] Giwen the rising status of some of our extraterrestrial tributes I decide that for this week there will be fourty two percent off all space-based memorabilia and products within the store!

I was also looking for a Tribute who might we willing to come and be a liwe model for my shop window, but that's an easy enough matter to discuss priwately, yes?

Ewen if you aren't interested in buying anything I inwite you to come down and hawe a look. And I do hope to see you all in a parasec!

[/Pasha out.
Her video ends with a image flashing up of a sparkling star and directions of how to find her shop.]

Prose:
She was crying from the moment the peacekeepers had picked her up. Crying and physically shaking. They couldn't do this. Didn't they know who papa was? Who she was. There had been a mistake. A horrible mistake and it would be rectified the moment they realised she was Andrei and Anna's daughter. Some of these people had been dinner guests at her house at one time or the other. So why was she now the victim of their scrutiny.

She wasn't to know that hacking into government records was a crime. She had thought she would be able to explain it away, to make them understand that it had been a simple curiosity not an intentional crime. Pasha had assumed that her father's diplomatic prowess would have protected her. She couldn't have been more wrong. After being shown into the room she fumbled with her handkerchief to wipe at her eyes. Pasha wanted nothing more than to beg for their forgiveness and plead for her life. But the bitter taste at the back of her throat as she thought of all the children her own mother had escorted to their deaths told her that pleading and begging for her life would do little good.

So instead she made for the weapons, hands trembling and tears still rolling down her cheeks. She was terrified out of her wits and fumbled with the weapons with thick numb fingers but she was determined not to show herself as being beaten. This was a mistake but she had to be strong until papa could fix this and get her out of this nightmarish scenario.

What is your character scored: A six at best. She can be cunning when the situation calls upon it and she's rather likeable and cute.

Additional information:

Hunger Games AU and OC:
Pasha is a Capitol citizen. Pasha has been involved in the games since she was old enough to understand them though the connection that her mother had to them as a district escort. She would be fascinated to know how she would react under those unique kind of stresses although she's absolutely terrified of being hurt herself. If a canon doppelgänger was in the games it would give her a chance to understand her own reactions a little better.

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“Papa. Story.” A four year old Pasha demanded, large book tucked under her arm that would have been much too advanced for any normal girl of her age, staring up at her father sitting in his usual chair in his study on the top floor of their family home. The girl was small even for her age with wide blue eyes and sandy blonde curls that Kata could never struggle straight. There was a large window that made up one of the walls of Andrei’s study, showing all of the night’s sky to anybody who cared to look for it.

“What’s this then Pols?” He fondly asked, lifting the tyke up onto his lap. “The ethics and application of research methods.” He rolled his eyes and gave a little sigh, pressing a kiss to the top of the little girl‘s head, such an odd child, yet such a brilliant one. He was so glad she was turning out to have inherited the Chekov brains, she had her mother’s looks though with her upturned nose and clear freckles. Andrei had no doubt she would curse him when she was older for her curly hair though, which was completely his fault. “This again, Polachka?” Her father sighed as the solemn little girl nodded her head. “Want this one.”

Andrei pulled the book from her hands, flicking open the well thumbed pages. “You must have read it at least twenty times, little one, wouldn’t you rather read something else? Here. We’ll read this instead.” He spun his chair to reach for a book from the pile of papers on his desk, setting down hers. It was meant to be age appropriate; The Ugly Duckling. Or at least it would be more age appropriate than the books the only Chekov daughter had been reading as of late. She was a bright child, that was for certain. But all this fixation with science at her age and blatant disbelief in princesses or fairies or even monsters was unnerving. She seemed to understand far more than she should have at her age.

“Ready?” Andrei asked as Pasha shifted herself comfortably on his lap to see the book and the words. She always liked to read along silently. “Once upon a time, there were a family of ducks.” Her father began, smiling at the girl’s rapt attention to the tale. The curly haired girl was drooping against her father’s chest after the third time she'd demanded to hear it again, sleepily listening to what he had to say except her face was now modelled into a frown. “Why did the ducking have to go back to the others Papa?” She asked with morbid fascination. “They were his family Pasha and they loved him.” Andrei patiently answered, waiting for the usual onslaught of questions that would follow.

“But...” The small girl bit her lip, thinking hard on how to put forward her point. “The duck was fine by himself. Why would he want to be friends with the others when they only liked him when he was pretty? That was mean of them. I would be smart like the duckling instead of pretty.” Pasha put forth, looking up at her father with big eyes as he burst into gales of laughter, tucking his daughter into a hug. He was partially glad she’d taken away that message rather than the intended one. “Polina, my little one, you will always be a smart girl.” He announced proudly as her small arms wrapped around his neck. “My little duckling.” Andrei happily dubbed her, kissing her on the top of the head. "And now, it is time for all good little ducklings to be in bed, I think."

Entry tags:

ooc: cr chart

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	Ben Braeden ☆ mini_dean ( Supernatural ) Pasha's fiancé. Major troll. Comes from a weird zombie apocalypse. Keeper of Dean the Weasel.

	Nurse Christine Chapel ☆ Hypospraying ( Star Trek ) Best friend. HBIC of the medical clinic. Resident big sister and general advice giver. Universe companions.

	Diana Abel ☆ Diana_abel ( White Wolf ) Hopeless romantic. Apparently a vampire. Good friend. Dispenser of all knowledge relating to romance and sex. Will be coming back to Pasha's world with her whether she likes it or not. And now she has magical vamp amnesia.

~~Randall Flagg~~
Rory Fletcher
☆ unflagging
(The Dark Tower)

Room 5 roommate.
Bit of an odd gent but affable enough.
Keeping her eye on him.

	Cuthbert Allgood ☆ ka_mai (The Dark Tower) Slowly becoming more and more bearable.

	Cordelia Chase ☆ advancedbosoms (BtVS) Seems a nice enough young woman. But oh so very American sometimes. Apparently steals crossbows from dead people. What a charming lady. Rather brash and annoying sometimes.

	Zoey Western ☆ cordelisse ( Original Character ) A kind young woman who speaks Russian. Pasha likes her. She understands some of the stuff she's been through without having to make a fuss about it.

	CPTN Jane T Kirk ☆ punch_it ( Star Trek AU ) Pasha's Captain. She's an idiot but she's glad to have her here. She just hopes she doesn't get herself killed off

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Entry tags:

what: activity check

Dagaz - AC - December

Pasha:

Day 86 - Pasha gets a job and has a fight with Ben at said job. Bert is unhelpful.

Day 87 to 90 - Pasha mopes and talks to:

Day 90 - She got to go to a tech shop and nearly died with glee

Day 92 - Pasha eventually decided to act on people's advice and apologise to Ben only to find:

Natasha:

Day 91 - Natasha sweeps the house for bugs and talks to:

Day 92 - Goes to the New Year party and runs into a drunken Cho.

Glinda:

Day 81 - Glinda got herself settled into Thuriaz and had a stimulating conversation with Mister Fletcher as to the nature of talents and equality of talents.

Day 83 - Glinda goes to the fighting ring

Day 85 - Glinda goes to hear politiking

Day 92 - Then she rescued Red from the horrid fate of being kissed by strangers

Gaila:

Day 81 - Gaila got Queen Ming drunk as a skunk for her own good

Day 82 - She found work and then practiced a little more at home with Arun

Day 87 - Gaila got a visit from 'Rory' at work

Day 92 - She let loose at New Year

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Drabble #2

"Say Vampire."

"Wampire."

"Say Vampire."

"Wampire."

"No, not wampire. Vampire. With a va."

Pasha gave him a sullen glare, pulling her blanket a little closer around her from her place on the couch. The Russian was still painfully aware that the early evening was too light for her tastes. She had not gotten out of bed an hour early to see him just to be given a lesson in how to pronounce what she was. She ignored the latest attempt to teach her how to say the letter V in favour of pulling the blanket over her head. She was a hundred and twenty, she did not need to get out of bed for this nonsense.

It had been the worst idea in the world to pick up her stray. She should have just left him on the curb for some denizen of the night to pick up and make a meal of instead of picking him up herself - which was no joke, supernatural strength or not she was only five foot and he was heavy - and dusting him off. And yes, she may have had a little nibble from time to time when she was too lazy to leave the house but it wasn't as if she didn't apologise profusely afterwards each time. Pasha like to think it was to her credit that she only very rarely fed off him during sex, especially when he flaunted the temptation in her way so frequently without ever realising it. Ben flaunted it so very often. Though why it amused him so much when she tackled him to the floor to feed from him she had no idea.

"Don't you hawe a fire hydrant to go and sniff?" She teased him, nudging him with her foot after she had come out of her sulk a little. Ben rolled his eyes and pulled on her ankle. "Don't you have a cross to go and hiss at?" He shot back even as she made herself comfortable with both of her feet in his lap. "Go howl at a moon." She sniffed as unmaliciously as a vampire could to a werewolf, stealing the tv remote and flicking through the channels. It was a comfortably domestic scene, or as domestic as two supposed creatures of the night could get while watching television and trading playful insults back and forth could get.

'Still-' Pasha thought to herself '-it is nice to have company.'

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Drabble #1

Pasha hated arguments.

Arguments meant that people were refusing to submit to the force of her superior will. It was only natural that it was superior because, well, she was very Russian and very stubborn. But stubbornness had gotten her into the dark days of this depressing situation where Ben wouldn't speak to her and she wasn't so inclined to speak to him herself. If anything it was her pridefulness that had brought her into this crossroads. Or perhaps it was her stubbornness. Or the way she didn't like to be shown to be wrong. Whatever it was, sometimes Pasha found herself wishing that she was more of an agreeable person.

Maybe being agreeable would have made her life easier.

It would have certainly meant that she wouldn't have been in this situation. But then, she wondered as she sat and flicked through the pages of a book she had acquired, wouldn't that make her a doormat? If she had just bitten her tongue and not said a word, blithely allowing Ben to ogle whoever he wanted. People better looking. Who didn't have frizzy hair, or dressed in whatever was closest and warmest, people who didn't get jealous and petty. People who wouldn't start arguments with him about looking at other people if they were in her position.

Pasha gritted her teeth, forcing that thought away with a huff. Comparing herself to other people had never gotten her anywhere before. She was the person that others compared themselves to; the girl genius who was meant to have had a captaincy by twenty. But now she was twenty, hadn't seen the Enterprise or her crew in two years, couldn't keep a handle on her own relationship and to top things off she'd died and spent a year and a bit trapped in a city of sin. The life plan hadn't gone so well.

Never the less sulking in her room hadn't gotten her to San Francisco and Starfleet at the tender age of fourteen without a childhood full of hard work and she wasn't about to let all the hard work and confusion she'd invested in a proper adult relationship go down the drain without a fight. No, she was much too stubborn to let it all go until she was good and ready. Not in a crazy stalker way, she amended in her head, but in a fight for your man even if it's you you're fighting against kind of way.

She'd already quit that job - a poorly conceived idea if ever she'd had one - but that wouldn't do anything to fix up the rift that she'd created between her and Ben.

There were three routes she could take to fix this, with varying levels of embarrassment and issues that came alongside them. Route one was her least favourite which was to admit she was wrong, apologise then try to make amends in whichever way that she could. Which was the least manipulative but by far the most difficult. Route two was to get drunk and either cry at or have sex with Ben until he forgave her. Possibly both of those things. That one was a little more manipulative than she would have liked but it had the upside of her being too drunk to care about making a fool of herself. Route three was buying him a motorbike.

There weren't any motorbikes in Thuriaz or Dagaz from what she had seen so it looked as if it were down to option one or two.

Pasha closed her book, drumming her fingers on the cover as she weighed up how much damage option two could actually cause. Probably more than it was worth. She had accused him of only being in the relationship for sex - after all how couldn't she take his saying she was allowed to flirt to her hearts content as long as she didn't have sex with anyone else as anything but trying to protect his stakes - it wouldn't be fair if she used sex to try and get back into his good books. She doubted it would even work. If he had screwed up so royally; ignoring her, being a hypocrite, starting fights in public with her friends. Hell, she doubted she would ever want to sleep with him again. So why would it be the reverse for him?

She sighed. Option one it was then.

Throne of Shadows November Activity Check

Pasha:
Pasha got freaked out over Ben disappearing and got told he was gay
So then passive-aggressived at him and had a big fight
Sulked in her room and got locked in there with Tony and Crowley
Evacuated and bitched about Ben to his step-dad
Then learnt how to nawigate a horse with Christine
But ended up making a fool of herself in the hot spring with Zoey
But cheered up once she reached Thurisaz

Gaila:
Went nudist for a little while and met some of the other candidates
Made the concious decision to never be a zombie around Ben
Extolled the virtues of being green
Had bath time interrupted
Nearly offered to marry Ming for being able to create light
Messed around in the water with Eliot
And perved on poor Arun

Natasha:
Natasha was reunited with Clint
Had a weird conversation with a Nysgod
Got trapped in a room with some guys
And laughed at Tony getting his balls squished by a horse

Glinda:
Was introjudicated to Katniss by Darius and showed off a bit
Went through the tunnels with Red
Only to travel by bubble not horse with Eddie
And have a terribly confusing conversation with that weird guy in denim