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

Network

[save_the_souls]

[Allen is on the other end of the network, sounding incredibly sick. There's some coughing before he answers]

You don't...you don't think it was the food do you?

[THAT'd BE THE WORST BETRAYAL]

[onlyanapple]

[Oh no, it got Allen too.]

Relax, Allen, I don't think it's the food, otherwise everyone would be sick.

[save_the_souls]

[It sure did. have some sniffling]

You think so?

[He guess..that'd make sense if his brain wasn't so feverish]

[onlyanapple]

Of course, we're all eating the same protein based mush. This seems more...selective.

[Poor Allen, it's making him paranoid about food, that's just plain cruel.]

[save_the_souls]

[Extremely cruel. He couldn't imagine anything worse than tampering with one's food]

That's...that's true. I guess we all have been eating the same thing.

[onlyanapple]

There you go, then. You can eat your food without an ounce of worry.

Or get a food taster, I suppose.

[save_the_souls]

[That's actually nice of you to comfort him Crowley. But since he knows it's Crowley, he won't point that out and just give a relieved little sigh before snarking]

I'm not getting a food taster, Crowley.

[onlyanapple]

[Allen knows this dance so well, Crowley's proud.]

Just saying, that's an option.

[save_the_souls]

It's an option I'm not taking.

[Mostly because it'd mean less food for him!!]

[onlyanapple]

Okay, but I want the record to show I pointed it out to you.

[save_the_souls]

[...]

I'm not supposed to be keeping a record of everything you say, am I?

[onlyanapple]

You never know when it might come in handy, Allen.

[save_the_souls]

I think I'll take the risk of not writing it down.

[onlyanapple]

You daredevil, you.

[save_the_souls]

[He just sighs and shuts off his communicator. Sure, usually he's more polite to continue a conversation- but with how sick he is, he just doesn't feel up to coming up with anymore snark.]