SHUFFLE/WAY-STATION/ILLNESS/WHATEVER MINGLE POST

[save_the_souls]

Who: You! Me! Him! Her! Them! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On your respective ships, or the Waystations!
When: After the shuffle over the next couple days! Whenever man!

[It's been nearly a week since the fleet's said their goodbyes to the planet full of skull face folks, and another Shuffle has come and gone. Despite what was mentioned on the last week's Shuffle about cannibalism, it doesn't seem like any crews has resorted to that, so maybe some of you have begun to relax.]

[Or maybe not. In fact, maybe you should do a crew headcount just in case1.]

[By now, some of you who handled any red stones from the planet natives may be feeling under the weather or even downright shitty. But hey! What's that to stop you from visiting the way-stations? These way-stations may be in the same crappy condition as the last way-stations - but at least they're people on these ones! Really...shady looking people! But that's not about to stop you from making friends right2?]

[Essentially, this is a game wide mingle post for this week's shuffle, November's way-stations anyone getting ill, or anything else you want to do but too lazy to make a post about! Please feel free to tag in and tag around! Just make sure to put your characters' location and communication methods (action/network) in the header and/or in the prompts!]

1. - This recommendation goes double for the SS Blue Fish.
2. - Warning: Attempts to make friends with extremely shady characters on the Way-Stations may result in heartwarming musical numbers, or much, much more likely - being kidnapped. Please use your own discretion.

Comments

action | waystation | ota

[payback]

[She's so over waystations. They are the most boring possible way to break up the monotony of space. She'd wish for another planet, except the last one was a snore too. It all makes her jittery.

BUT getting out of the ship is better than nothing, so when they stop at a waystation, out she goes. Rin doesn't have a lot of extra money - it turns out that sleeping as much as you possibly can to pass the time doesn't titillate viewers - but she can window shop, at least. She'd like to find weapons or something.

Because she's small and cute and does not look happy, she's attracting creeper attention and every so often catcalls fly up... only to dwindle into confused mutters as Rin disappears from view and reappears in a different place, often at least several hundred feet away. She repeats this process regularly as she browses the waystation and avoids strangers.]

action

[theboogieman]

[zhas doesn't really like the people out here either. he's been keeping well out of the way from most of them. he knows their kind. he doesn't find them interesting.

the disappearing girl, though... this isn't a huge place, so he starts subtly keeping tabs on her. once he's seen her do this a few times, he decides to follow her. she's obviously being tracked--if she thinks to look.]

[payback]

[She pays a pretty decent amount of attention to her surroundings... so she picks up on it after a short while, that she's seen this guy a lot.

She's happily invisible right now, so she has no qualms about stopping cold and staring at him very baldly. He's clearly being sized up, and after a few seconds she closes in on him so she can stare at him more. What's wrong with his face? Did someone peel all his skin off - oh, is that make-up? What kind of weirdo loser casually wears facepaint around? Besides all the weird people on their last planet pit stop.

After a couple seconds she kind of pulls a face at him, which is something she would never actually do at this juncture if she thought he could see her. Go wash your face, dude.]

[theboogieman]

[and he, having dealt with the invisible before, has the smarts to look somewhere else. he feigns vague interest in something just to the left of her, keeps a straight face.

until she makes a face at him, of course. then he looks right at her. eye contact. the whole ball of wax.]

That's rude.

[payback]

[Like he stepped on a cat. She leaps!]

Gyahhh!

[theboogieman]

[oh, good. it makes him chuckle, which is subtly terrifying. as he starts to walk away:]

Be more careful.

[payback]

[She GIVES HIS BACK THE FINGER and scoots in the other direction. Go away, that's right]

[siegel]

[ it's nearly halfway through no shave november and chris is sporting a pretty lumberjack lookin' beard. along with wearing a pink yukata that's roughly a couple sizes too small and currently sorting through the different vendors trying to decide whether or not to spend his small stack of money on anything.

he could save up like any responsible adult should do, but he eyes the cigarettes and booze something fierce. there's certain someone he's waiting for who'd disapprove if he went for any of the above choices, but the month's worth of salt and vinegar pork rinds sounds pretty bombdotcom. while he's about size a few of the casual clothes for jill when he somehow manages to bump into the space in front of him.... suddenly occupied.... by a tiny girl.. ]

.. My bad. Didn't see you there for a second.

[payback]

[She almost leaps out of her skin! Generally she tries to be more careful than that... but there are always mistakes. Then she turns around. That didn't sound as sleazy as the station people here, which registers first; in another second, it registers that she knows the voice.

... but when she looks at him without thinking more about that she laughs.]

What are you wearing?!

[torsion]

[ This is Jill's first waystation, but she is quite frankly already done with it. It's simply a different place to see and refreshing for only so long. The scenery change was a nice change of pace and made for a more enjoyable run through than her own ship, but not ideal for anything more than stretching her legs or getting into a fight. She doesn't even really have to do anything to provoke some of the people here, having gotten a few catcalls of her own even in the jumpsuit she wears.

It becomes quite infrequent rather quickly after she breaks a guy's nose with one swift kick.

Either word's spread or the running makes her more challenging prey, it hardly mattered which. She stopped counting how many times she's circled the place, catching a familiar and cringing sound that makes her hesitate in her step. The only other woman in the area, Jill thinks she has some idea of who is being harassed. She eases in next to her, first in a jog then to walk. ]

Hey, you alright? I don't think this is much of a place to be walking around alone. [ But she knows how deceptive that appearances can be. ] It's kind of a cesspool huh.

[payback]

[She jumps when Jill settles in next to her - but that voice at least is familiar, even if Rin can't pull up the name right away. The look she gives Jill is one not quite of wariness but of open watchfulness, kind of sizing her up. Rin isn't so much one for one-on-one fighting, especially if it gets brutal; she's much better at stealth, appearing to deliver a quick strike and then disappearing again.

So it's just a look to see if she's going to have to do that.

And then... it's a woman, and a voice she knows, and friendly words, so she makes herself relax and smiles instead of snapping.]

I have an advantage or two... but it isn't so nice around these parts, is it?

[torsion]

[ Voices sound an awful lot different in another language, is the funny thing. Hers swirls around Jill's mind and seems like something that she should be able to pinpoint. Regardless, it doesn't matter. She's still someone that's being treated unfairly by a bunch of creeps. ]

Oh, no doubt about that. Everyone has a card or two up their sleeves. I just think it's less likely that the scumbags around here are going to try anything if there's a few more sleeves about. [ The metaphor got a little weird, but she thinks her point has come across. ] Hope the next one is a little more pleasant. Bit more greenery would do me some good.