Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[thespaceopera]

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

All new passengers from the last few Shuffles, especially those who haven't met their crews yet, are welcome to post starter-comments here to invite those living on and visiting your ship to come and interact. Newbies could be just arriving on the ship, busying around where others can find them, or you can offering multiple options for interaction--however you'd like to set up your thread is fine. Just make sure to include the name of your ship in the header, so your crewmates can easily find you!

Everyone else-- go meet those newbies! Whether they are new to your own crew, or on ships you frequently visit, now is a great time to bump into them.]

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Chloe Price | SS Tourist | Video and Action oh my.

[helladoomed]

[Video]

[Hello SS Tourist! There's a blue-haired girl in her late teens broadcasting from somewhere in your ship, and she's got kind of a shit-eating grin on her face. Aren't you all so lucky? She gives a mocking little two-finger salute.]

Yo ho ho shipmates, I'm Chloe. I'm new.

[So informative.]

While I was over there playin' boredom-games on the Marvisa, somebody told me that the food out here is pretty much shit. So, I might have made sure I stockpiled some before I got hit by the shuffle.

[She pans her phone over to show that she is in the kitchen, and there's some not-processed weirdo space food on the table.]

Anybody wants some can come and get it. Better hurry before it's gone though.

[Yes she is bribing people with food to come be her friend. Oops?]

[Action]

[Her feast announcement made, Chloe plopped down in one of the chairs, boot-covered feet stretched out onto another as she munched on something-or-other from her haul and waited for her new crewmates to turn up. How'd she get it here? Don't ask too many questions and ruin the moment, man.]

[More Action, Later.]

[And she can be found wandering around the ship, getting the lay of the land, poking her nose into all the places it does and or doesn't belong. She's got a cigarette between her lips, but it's not lit for the moment, just anticipating when she finds the right place to light it, probably.]

[Not having a door to her own bunk is a bit of a concern, she could be found standing outside of the various named doors frowning. Hmm.]

[AND EVEN LATER STILL ACTION.]

[So Chloe is now the ship's medic. Which is a shame for pretty much everyone involved but at the moment she has run of the lab. And that was where she can be found, headphones in her ears, blasting music that is just a bit audible through her earbuds and might be The Clash. She is humming to herself.]

[She has the medicine storage cabinet opened and is taking stock of everything, spreading it out on one of the counters, making little rows of various types. Because someone thought it was a good idea to put her in charge of drugs.]

action;

[merchantprince]

[Varric doesn't take long to track Chloe down. She's probably not expecting... uh... a beardless Lord of the Rings dwarf to bust in, but here he is.]

Are you serious? [Whatever he's looking at isn't enough to inspire confidence.] Sick bastards, bringing in kids. Maker.

[Once he's recovered from his facepalm, he takes in the sight of her properly.]

Varric Tethras. You got a name?

action;

[helladoomed]

[Chloe sat up from where she was lounging next to her free food table, though she kept one foot on the chair across from her as she eyed the...beardless midget. Dwarf? Little person? Oh fuck it. Short dude. Who was not, seemingly, thrilled to see her. So he got a sardonic smile from her.]

Chloe Price. Hey. And I know at least one person in the fleet is younger than me.

[She was nineteen! An adult, even if she didn't...act like it...]

action;

[merchantprince]

My first ship had a fifteen-year-old girl on it. She was pretty competent even without taking magic into account. Basically a nurse you didn't want to mess with. [Sigh, Roses. He misses her. Still, he's not disappointed to see Chloe so much as... disappointed in Atroma for dragging someone who's obviously not combat-oriented into what is occasionally a very dangerous place.]

Thanks for grabbing fancy Marsiva food. [He cants his head to the side.] I've got real frozen steak in the back of the freezer if you know how to cook. If you don't, there's a dive on the weird pillbug-looking ship floating out there, the Iskaulit. You can stop in for food there; the chef is excellent. Just tell him you're part of my crew.

[A pause.]

And maybe make some doll eyes too. I bet he'd give you a discount.

action;

[helladoomed]

[Chloe's eyes lit up a bit at the word 'steak.'] I can so cook a steak.

[Benefits of having a mother who worked at a diner. She'd second-hand learned to cook a whole bunch of stuff.]

[The next bit just made her burst out laughing.]

Wouldn't be my first time flirting up some sucker for a discount. But uh. Money. [She just shrugs.] Dunno how that works here, but pretty sure my 'earth dollars' aren't worth shit.

[She just wanted to call something an 'earth-dollar', she is completely not serious.]

action;

[merchantprince]

Thank the Maker, someone who can cook. It's been a while.

[He's beginning to relax, little by little. Too bad Chloe's mom isn't here to mom the whole fleet.]

You get credits for being here. If you're more popular with our invisible audience, you get more money. If you check one of the terminals around this piece of junk you can see how much you have.

Though, uh... all our accounts are frozen at the minute. Like I said, tell Eugene you're crew and he ought to give you free food 'til this is over. My employees are still getting paid even if I'm not.

action;

[helladoomed]

Hmm. Well I'm sure I'll be a hit, who can resist me right?

[The punk girl with the funny colored hair was always a hit, after all.]

And I can't argue with free food. But...

[Okay, this whole 'chain of command' thing was weird.]

So like, if our money comes from whoever's perving on us, the you don't have to pay us, right?

action;

[merchantprince]

[He doesn't say anything. He's not into people who are young enough to be his children. TOO WEIRD. TOOOOO FUCKING WEIRD.]

Oh, no. I'm not paying you or the crew, but I run a bar. People work for me there and they get paid for it even if they're the bleeding-heart types who try to convince me otherwise. [LIORILEY...]

If you're strapped for cash and don't know where to start, I can give you some pointers.

action;

[helladoomed]

[It's not her fault he's old.]

Oh. Oh cool, where?

[How did have a bar on the ship? Was it on the station? This was something she didn't know about wasn't it.]

And I don't know. Am I? Do they give newbies an allowance just for showing up?

Action, later

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris eventually makes his way back to the Tourist after a hard days work. He's not exactly happy to see it even more cramped than it was before. It was bad enough when they all had their own separate rooms.

He pauses on his way to his own bunk, because there's a new person standing right there. Ugh. New people. ]

Can I help you?

[Said in tones that suggest he doesn't want to help her. At all. ]

[helladoomed]

[Well, that sure is some what hair on him. Chloe reaches up and grabs the unlit cigarette from her lip before she answers.]

Any idea why I don't got a room?

[She thumbs towards the door she was looking at. His door. Which she is still blocking. Oops?]

[wolfuncaged]

[He folds his arms, looking at his own door, before back at her. ]

That is mine.

[Just making that known there, yep. ]

You do not have a room because we are beyond capacity. There are no spare rooms for you to occupy.

[helladoomed]

[She looks at the door again, then at him. Fenris. Totally not surprising.] Yeah, that name hella fits. And I don't want your room dude, relax.

[She sighs.]

That's shitty though. I guess I sleep in the medbay or something?

[wolfuncaged]

It was supposed to.

[Because that's not the vaguest and creepiest comment ever. ]

I suppose. I believe there are beds in there. We have not dealt with this before. Whenever we have been at capacity before, Atroma simply made a new ship to put people onto.

[helladoomed]

There are two, already poked my head in.

[Hmm.]

Maybe they want everybody crazy uncomfortable.

[wolfuncaged]

Then you should be fine.

[He makes a 'tsk' noise. ]

That would not surprise me. They are cruel. All in the name of entertainment.

[helladoomed]

Sleeping in a lab isn't the same as having a room, man.

[Just cause she found a place doesn't mean she isn't going to complain.]

Any idea why they didn't just stick us on a new ship?

SS Tourist | Action

[takingkarabusiness]

[ probably a little faster than is strictly human, Kara shows up in the kitchen and waves ]

Hello! I saw your message. My name's Kara.

[helladoomed]

[Luckily Chloe just assumes the girl must've been nearby! She gets a wave from the teen, who doesn't stand up or anything polite like that.]

Hey hey, Kara. You're the first one here! So dig in.

[She gestures at the food.]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara doesn't seem perturbed in the least ]

Oh, I want to make sure there's enough for everyone.

[ she's still going to take something though ]

I like your hair!

[helladoomed]

Dude, first come first serve. If they're too slow, too bad!

[Chloe was not very good at this, it seems. But hey, compliments.]

Thanks!

[She even tugs off her beanie. She dyed her roots purple, or they faded to purple, from the look of things.]

Gonna have to figure out where to find hair dye around here.

[takingkarabusiness]

Now, that is cool. Hopefully you can stock up at the station we're on? Well, when our credits are restored.

[helladoomed]

That's the plan. Though still not entirely sure on how money works here.

What do you mean, restored?

[takingkarabusiness]

Apparently our assets are temporarily frozen.

[helladoomed]

That's...not cool.

[Hmm.]

Not that I have an assets yet. I guess.