Once You Pop, the Fun Don't Stop! It's the July Capringle!

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Who: The Capringles and any visitors!
Broadcast: If you want.
Action: The SS Caprine
When: Throughout the month of July!

[Hooray, no more gas masks!]

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[spontaneouscombustion]

[Most of the time Pinkie leaves the ship once she's done looking over the engines and checking for leaks, but she's gotta sleep somewhere, especially since the new beds are so comfy. Earlier that morning, she'd gone out to spend some time with Cheese, so of course she was happy when she came back. VERY happy. Beaming like an idiot and humming and blushing ev-- waaaaait a minute, BLUSHING? Since when does she BLUSH? And how is that even possible with furry cheeks?

Investigate?]

better late than ever, right pinkiebro? ;;

[helluva_pilot]

[Poe's just stopping in to grab some food, since he hasn't been able to work for his local currency since Hux shot him. (Dick.) So he's there to see Pinkie looking.. happier than normal? How is that even possible?]

Look at that smile. Having a good day?

A. Uh. Really good day?

RIGHT, apologies for the reciprocal lateness! T-T

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[Dude, want her to share some wealth? She's probably gonna be LOADED by the end of the month.]

Heeheehee, hey, Poe~~~ And yes, yes I am~

[helluva_pilot]

[He wouldn't say no to a dinner or three...]

Anything in particular happening to put you in an even better mood than normal?

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Ohhhh not much~! [The giggle fit of the century betrays otherwise.] Juuuust getting a special somepony of my own~

[helluva_pilot]

[Okay, well that's a pretty universal thing. He can dig. Poe grins.]

Good for you!

[High five?]

Who's the lucky pony?

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[thetruehistorian]

[Ah, this... isn't the ship Robin expected to wake up on. It took a few minutes for her to realize this, of course, but it became fairly obvious the moment Robin opened her fleur and couldn't find her nakama.

Well, then.

Time to meet the new crew, and see what this ship has to offer.

Robin can be found poking around just about anywhere. And even if she's not there, members of the crew may run into some of her fleur- disembodied eyes, ears, hands, or perhaps a full torso sticking up out of the floor! She's curious and gregarious, so please say hello!]

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[spontaneouscombustion]

[Ooooh she knows that chiming sound! A new crew member~! Time to dash ALL OVER THE SHIP and she if she can find them! Is she... on the bridge?]

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[thetruehistorian]

[In her room, actually, if Pinkie's looking for her right after the chime.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Ooooh yup, Pinkie Sense is telling her THAT room's occupied now. One quick zip again and she's off to grab one last welcoming tool and THEN Robin'll hear a knock on her door.]

[thetruehistorian]

[One last welcoming tool? Well, that doesn't sound ominous. The door seems to open of its own accord, but there's suddenly a very strong smell of flowers in the air. Robin is in the process of getting acquainted with her room- such as it is- when Pinkie Pie shows up. She turns slowly, taking in the look of the walls and the scant furnishings, then fixes her eyes on... A pink pony. Interesting.] May I help you?

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[Does it sound... omnomnominous? =D

Hopefully so, because it's a slice of chocolate cake, and it's a REAL cake too, not anything from the protein machines.]

Hee yes you can~! By letting me welcome you aboard the Caprine!

[And yes, that's an actual confetti shower behind her, where did it come from?]

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[namisan]

[It takes Nami all of five minutes to appear on the Caprine after the shuffle; one minute to check for Robin's name against the crew manifests, five seconds to glare at it for putting her on the ship, another fifteen to get her running shoes on, and the rest...

Well, you'll probably know she's there well before she sees you. But sure, hope you don't mind being hug-tackled.]

Robin!

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[thetruehistorian]

[She pretty much expected it, yes. And this time, she'll hug Nami back with just as much enthusiasm.] It's good to see you in person. [Robin leans back, but not a lot, letting a quickly sprouted fleur brush back Nami's bangs, rather than bothering to let her go in order to do it.] I thought it'd be quite awhile before we could meet in person. How did you get here?

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[namisan]

[Robin she missed you ;u; The hug is tight and almost desperate, but her response is as bubbly as ever.] The ships are docked planetside right now! And I was on land, but today is shuffle day, so I was keeping an eye on the rosters-- [She pulls back from her hug to give Robin a face.]

You're on the wrong ship. They put you on the wrong one! [How dare they.] But you can transfer.

[Sorry, Caprine guys, you're lovely, but Robin is hers okok.]

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[thetruehistorian]

So I noticed. I don't think it was a clerical error on my part, but I can certainly file the paperwork again, just in case. [She smiles, brightly.] In the meantime, this means I can also go ashore, no?

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[namisan]

Oh, you already--? [That was fast, Robin.] Well, that takes a while to process, so maybe it'll be next weekend you'll get shifted. But it doesn't mean we won't get to see each other.

And that would be a yes. {She grins.] I have an inn room on shore with the most amazing hot springs. Wanna come join me?

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[shoujoreject]

[He's small and unassuming. Tiny, even, considering the number of people in One Piece who are even under 5'5 - let alone 5' nothing and too young-looking for their age. Still, he'd straightened up his skirt and gotten away from his needle and thread when he heard the chime indicating a new arrival. Something something First Mate greeting duties something.

Okay, so maybe it took him a bit to disengage, and maybe Pinkie will have gotten to her first, but still. All that does is give her time to get out of her room and explore. His smile is bright and simple when he approaches, offering a polite dip of his head.]

Ah, hello. Welcome to the Caprine.

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[thetruehistorian]

[If she's out and about, she likely saw him coming. It's a new ship, after all. There's no reason to assume that everyone is going to be friendly.

Robin's poking around the ship's small library, brushing her fingers over the books' bindings. She turns and offers an equal gesture.]

Thank you, I appreciate it. My name is Robin. What's yours?

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[shoujoreject]

[Many of the books are well-used, by now - Qing actually rereads several of them often, whoops. He chuckles a little at her response to his own politeness, nodding once.]

I'm Qing-Yuan - [He states it slowly, that she might be able to hear each syllable as it rises, but] - but just Qing is more than suitable. Are you finding your accommodations comfortable thus far?

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[thetruehistorian]

I am. Qing [she tries to imitate the tone inflections, but probably doesn't get it quite right] was it? I may need a bit of time before I get your name correct, I apologize. In any case, yes, the ship is quite accommodating, though a map of its layout wouldn't be unappreciated.

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[helluva_pilot]

[It's only luck that Poe's stopped in to grab some food from the ship, since that's one way to live cheap on the planet. He opens up one of the cabinets to see--

--is that an ear?

He carefully closes the cabinet door.]

Well. That's new.

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[thetruehistorian]

[Robin is in the corner quietly sipping some coffee- or at least the ship's nearest equivalent- with a small paperback book held up in one hand. She doesn't move other than to flick her eyes over at Poe for a moment before turning them back to the pages.]

Is something the matter?

[There might be more than a random ear that's new on the ship, after all.]

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[helluva_pilot]

[He gestures toward the cabinet.]

Someone left a body part next to the protein loaf.

[This is sure a person he doesn't recognize, but he can take that a lot better than a disembodied ear.]

Hi. I'm Poe Dameron. I'm the pilot.

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[thetruehistorian]

Nico Robin. Security.

[She reaches out a hand to shake- but she still hasn't put down her coffee or her book. It's a new one, sprouted out from her wrist.

She might be smirking a little.]