<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BTN8kIs.jpg])</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ensign Jodi Kanenfodr (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305472.msg14889951#msg14889951)<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Sidewalk Near the Park<br/><strong>What:</strong>Between a (Cute) Rock, a (Also Cute) Hard Place, a (Somewhat Cute) Determined Waterfowl, and (Not Cute at All) Imminent Destruction by Temporal Paradox<br/><br/><hr/>Jodi swatted at the last remaining goose as it continued to tug at her tunic. Apparently it was the Captain Fred Duche of geese. But Jodi had experience with this sort of thing and by this time had slapped it about to such an extent that it hopefully was considering giving up and flying away. There are certain kinds of training that you only get on the job.<br/><br/>But whatever the goose did, there was the new situation to consider. Joyeuse was using the poor benighted ensign as a human shield, which even as cutely draped over Jodi as Joy was, did not inspire confidence. This was however, very familiar territory. Being between danger and her fellow crew members was Jodi's default position in her brief and yet so often nearly deadly tour of duty on the George Lucas. The only deviation from the norm the situation held was the fact that Arcana was an attractive female, and even more so, probably could be remotely classified as an attractive alien female, at least to minds given to blur the boundary between human and alien, in which case the default position would quickly have evolved into face down into the grass with two regulation Space Fleet bootprints firmly imprinted on her back. Probably more, since, as Joyeuse had already deftly inferred, there was a whole team.<br/><br/>But Cap'n Freddy and Co wasn't here so Jodi got to deal with the situation herself. "Um... I... well... I'm um... Jodi?" The Ensign was flustered, but let's remember, it usually wasn't<em>her</em>with one woman wrapped around her back and the other bowing and kissing her hand. Not to mention she still needed to fend off that goose. It was all a bit disorienting. "Thanks for the help with the geese. I'm... um... from the... wait... FAMOUS? Nonononononono... Famous is bad. Very bad. Major violation of the Temporal Primary Directive. So bad. Universe ending bad. No fame please." The back of her forehead suddenly produced a sweat drop the size of a Labrador retriever.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2019-09-11 18:44:21, Idlewyld (uid: 53605) rolls: 3d6 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139319)<br/><br/>Full Result: Idlewyld rolled: 3d6<br/>Comment: That last goose Toughness<br/>Result: 2, 4, 6,<br/>Total: 12<br/><br/>Summary: At 2019-09-11 18:44:47, Idlewyld (uid: 53605) rolls: 1d6 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139320)<br/><br/>Full Result: Idlewyld rolled: 1d6<br/>Comment: That last goose Toughness Rolled a 6<br/>Result: 4,<br/>Total: 4<br/><br/>That's a total of 4 successes</div></div>