do the mingle shuffle!

[carreau]

Who: you! me! everyone! it's like a really big party!
Broadcast: if you want!
Action: see above!
When: right now!!!

[ So the weekly shuffle has happened. We got new captains, people who have mysteriously disappeared-- I mean, who have never existed, and new people aboard the ships. That's exciting! Wow! ]

[ New people, get acquainted with your ships? Press all the buttons? Introduce yourself like a polite individual? Old people, keep aging? Welcome them with open arms and confetti? Punch the person who just opened the door while you were in the shower??? ]

[ Who knows! It's a mingle post! Don't ask me!]

[ (But seriously, how bout those people who never existed, huh.) ]

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[payback]

[Lmfao. Well, she's not just going to ignore Robin lying miserably on the floor. She comes over and crouches next to him, reaching out to rub his shoulder.]

Not feeling good?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[that's very nice. he squints at her face.]

I was doing okay, but then I think I looked out the window for too long...

[payback]

[bby. How can it be this bad? It doesn't even feel like they're moving, really... she keeps rubbing his shoulder.]

Wouldn't you rather be on a bed or something?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

No. Here is fine. I'd rather not move.

[he points to the bridge--where you can barely see out one of the front windows if you kind of lean and get the right angle through the hall.]

It... spins...

[payback]

Still?

[Really? She shifts so she's sitting cross-legged by him and switches to ruffling his hair.]

You poor guy. You are having a hard time, huh...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Ugh... I'd rather not be...

[ugh he's just going to stare despondently at the ceiling.]

[payback]

[She scritches his head.]

You want me to tell you a story or something?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

You're sweet. [he manages to reach up again, this time to pat her fingers.]

But I think I'll be all right. Just gonna wait it out.

[payback]

[Well, she's not gonna leave him unless he expressly asks to be left alone, so she just starts rubbing his shoulder again.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hey, question for you. [since someone over the network was asking and I will warp time as much as I want.] Do you got any medical training?

[payback]

[She's just resting her chin in her hands though she glances at him as he talks.]

Sorry, I don't. [Probably something she should've looked into more, but whatever, apparently she might have time now.] Unless you can give me directions about what I should do...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Okay. Someone was just asking... Figured if any one of us might have picked something like that up, it'd be you.

[that's cool he's just gonna cover his eyes with his hand.]

I mean, I'm technically certified to give medical aid? But that was like a million years ago, and I'm pretty sure no one actually advises tapping holes into the spinal column anymore.

[payback]

I guess I should probably learn it... I should do something with my time here. Something useful. [And then her eyes widen.] Did you ever actually do that to someone? With what? Was it sanitary?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, yeah. Totally. Everyone did that. It was a big health fad.

But it was only kind of sanitary and didn't really help much. Died out pretty fast.

[payback]

Did anyone ever do it to you? [oh dear. her eyes are very wide.]

... Did it hurt much?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

No, no. Why would I let anyone drill into my spine? I'm not sick.

[says the guy lying on the floor.]

But there's painkillers and stuff. Back when you could pump a guy full of opiates and call it a day.

[payback]

[Ah... well she narrows her eyes at him just a tad.]

I dunno. I could see you letting someone do that just for laughs.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he finally peels his hand away from his eyes...]

Me? Little old me?

[payback]

[She pinches his face.]

How much alcohol did you buy?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

A lot. [raises an eyebrow.] It was packaged that way. Why do you ask?

[payback]

My point is, you're not the most responsible and cautious person I know...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Are you calling me irresponsible because I spent all of my money on booze?

[accusing, of course. he sounds hurt, but in that fake, amused sort of way.]

[payback]

I'm calling you irresponsible because I know you.

[Heh. Heh.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Don't be a brat.

[awww but he grins.]

[payback]

[innocently,] I am never. [Ha.] How long have you been lying here anyway?