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| + | Cheerful music plays over a small speaker nestled in the corner. The corridor's acoustics aren't terrible, but they aren't exactly designed for a show, either, but the small box the speaker's resting in does well enough to echo its music out. Consoles are open and wires exposed as Lavnadim Orlodhari works on the ship, whistling along with the music. | ||
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| + | "Hm hm~" He rearranges wires, turns a few screws. He is working on this part of the ship, which has been experiencing lighting outages among other issues. His engineers have been stumped about what's wrong, so he's taken to handling it himself--and that's working out well so far. | ||
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| + | "Sir?" A fresh-faced young worker pokes his head into the corridor, tilting his head in surprise at the scene; the large, green-skinned man humming along with peppy pop music. He's never seen a Zentradi in his element, being new to the ship. | ||
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| + | "Yes?" Lavhi answers, reaching over to depress the 'pause' button on his player and looking up to the younger man. "Is there something that requires my attention?" | ||
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| + | "Uh. No, sir. I just heard noise next to my station and was curious..." | ||
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| + | "Ah! Do you like it?" Lavhi asks brightly. "The music helps me to think. Here, I am nearly finished; you may have it." Lavhi stands up from where he'd been working and picks up the speaker, little metal box and all, and presses it into the hands of the crewman. | ||
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| + | "Oh--Uh--" | ||
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| + | "There you are. This one is... Sheryl Nome! A very beautiful singer. You will enjoy her voice. You have my permission to play the music at your station. Now go, go." | ||
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| + | "Yes, sir!" A little dazzled, the crewman takes his new prize and starts off back towards his station. | ||
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| + | Lavhi, on the other hand, sits back down with his tools and gets to work. ...He can hum the music himself, at this point. He's heard it enough. | ||
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Revision as of 21:07, 26 May 2022
| Lieutenant-Commander Lavnadhim Orlodhari | |
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| IC Information | |
| Full Name: | Lavnadim Orlodhari |
| Gender: | Male (He/Him) |
| Species: | Zentradi |
| Age (Birthdate): | 20 |
| Skin Colour: | Green |
| Hair Colour: | Black |
| Eye Colour: | Brown |
| Height | 6'2" (188 cm) / 35'8" (10.9m) |
| Job: | Thrill-Seeking Engineer |
| Homeland: | Macross Colony Fleets |
| Awakening: | 0 |
| Primary Unit: | Clop-class Cruiser "Ra Mari" |
| BGM: | Unset |
| OOC Information | |
| Origin: | Original Character (NPC) |
| Factions: | Londo Bell |
| Player: | Bel |
One of the many Zentradi who has integrated into life with humans, Lavnadim Orlodhari ('Lavhi' for short) grew up on the colony ships. His great interest in technology eventually led him to a career on ships--and his great interest in humans led him to a career on /Federation/ ships. A bit of a jock, he has plenty of hobbies and keeps busy, always seeking the new and interesting, but with a streak of decency that sometimes leaves him troubled by the wars humanity seems to always be fighting even now.
Background
Forthcoming
A Typical Day
Cheerful music plays over a small speaker nestled in the corner. The corridor's acoustics aren't terrible, but they aren't exactly designed for a show, either, but the small box the speaker's resting in does well enough to echo its music out. Consoles are open and wires exposed as Lavnadim Orlodhari works on the ship, whistling along with the music.
"Hm hm~" He rearranges wires, turns a few screws. He is working on this part of the ship, which has been experiencing lighting outages among other issues. His engineers have been stumped about what's wrong, so he's taken to handling it himself--and that's working out well so far.
"Sir?" A fresh-faced young worker pokes his head into the corridor, tilting his head in surprise at the scene; the large, green-skinned man humming along with peppy pop music. He's never seen a Zentradi in his element, being new to the ship.
"Yes?" Lavhi answers, reaching over to depress the 'pause' button on his player and looking up to the younger man. "Is there something that requires my attention?"
"Uh. No, sir. I just heard noise next to my station and was curious..."
"Ah! Do you like it?" Lavhi asks brightly. "The music helps me to think. Here, I am nearly finished; you may have it." Lavhi stands up from where he'd been working and picks up the speaker, little metal box and all, and presses it into the hands of the crewman.
"Oh--Uh--"
"There you are. This one is... Sheryl Nome! A very beautiful singer. You will enjoy her voice. You have my permission to play the music at your station. Now go, go."
"Yes, sir!" A little dazzled, the crewman takes his new prize and starts off back towards his station.
Lavhi, on the other hand, sits back down with his tools and gets to work. ...He can hum the music himself, at this point. He's heard it enough.
Resources
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Relationships
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