((Bridge - USS Icarus))
Frank was starting to lose hope. They still didn't see him, for reasons he didn't understand. He started to think that maybe he was dead, and was just destined to haunt this ship. That's very depressing. But I guess this is it then. I should go to the quartermaster and see about a sheet with some eyeholes in it. Briefly a memory flashed through his head as he got up. He remembered trying to make a ghost costume as a kid and had cut to many eyeholes in it. Frank was still wrapped up in his self critique as he walked by the female visitor. He saw her turn out of the corner of his eye and looked to see what had caught her attention. It was the chair he had just vacated! It moved! And they saw it! Hope began to rise anew in Franks chest. Maybe I'm not dead!
He could see the female visitor and the others now turning in his direction, almost as if they were tracking him by his footprints? No...not footprints, something else. But what? Frank started to get frantic in his need to try and get their attention. Waving his arms, yelling, jumping up and down. He started to feel warmer, almost hot now. How am I getting warmer?
As the trio continued their scan, a brief, outline in blue light started to emerge. First, a nervous system, brain and eyes looking at them. Then a skeletal system came into view, next came organs. the heart clearly beating in the apparitions chest, jaw moving as if speaking. Bony arms waving. Musculature came next, then slowly skin, hair and a uniform. The young man appeared was standing in front of them briefly before vanishing again.
Jalana: Respond
Yirah: Respond
McCray: Respond
Ensign Frank Montanari
Helmsman
USS Icarus - NX-8461
He/Him - MSNPC
MSNPC
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Lieutenant Ba'el
Counselor
USS Constitution NCC-9012-B
C240012B13
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He/Him(Player)
She/Her (Character)
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