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Who: The crew of the SS ~~TRAINWRECK~~ STARSTRUCK AND YOU
Broadcast: Nope, it's a mingle!
Action: Starstruck
When: Late May, after this weekend's shuffle.

[HELLO, STARSTRUCK. It's been a while and our time on this planet is drawing to a close. Did you win enough things? Or go visit the planet? Well, it looks like we lost some crewmates to gain some so maybe we should get them all settled.]

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[Elena dusts off the confetti and even bends over a little to shake some of it out of her hair. She's not exactly shy, but she's a little hesitant to leave the bridge right away and hangs back a few moments before she decides she's being ridiculous. She needs to meet the people here and she needs to know where things are since she's stuck here for the foreseeable future. She leaves the dessert behind to get her bearings.]

[Which means that for her first day, Elena can be found poking her nose into essentially anywhere and everywhere throughout the ship. She'll apologize if she happens to run into anybody while she's exploring, regardless of whether or not they're actually members of the crew or not. She tries to be as inconspicuous as possible while she's in the kitchen, looking for the synthetic blood substitute. The last thing she wants to do is let anyone on the crew know she's a vampire so don't mind her if she's fiddling with a few things trying to find it.]

[Once she has a handle on the ship though, she can be found in the lab. For the most part, she's looking over what's in stock and tinkering with a few things in there. This augment thing still freaks her out, but she thinks it will hopefully prove useful. She thinks about drawing and storing some of her own blood for a long while, but ultimately decides against it. The hazards of if something goes wrong are a little too great. It's not worth it even in an emergency situation.]

[You'll want to check out his permissions over here if you haven't already!]

[For the most part, Oren has been staying busy outside of the ship. He does pop in now and again, whether to bring this lovely toy on board and place it in the pilot's station, or to poke around the ship. Even still, this is first long visit back to the ship for the whole month, so for the newer members of the crew, his face is a new one.

When he walks in, he's sporting some modern clothing and a set of aviators. Despite, you know, the lack of sun. Once he enters the ship, it's a lot more difficult to see than it had been out on the station, and so he removes them, turning his attention to the first face he sees.

Whether he recognizes them or not, he's got a generally outgoing personality, and so he speaks up.]

Not a bad station, is it? So many fascinating choices for food in some of these areas. Would you believe I just saw a dish of a tentacle in a bowl?

[ Zee pointedly avoids coming into the kitchen at breakfast time. His crewmates will probably have noticed already that he doesn't eat, but if he's never in the kitchen with them he can say that he just eats at other times and possibly slip by on that point. Today, however, is different. Today he's coming in when he knows most of the crew will be in there... the crew. His crew? He frowns a little and it's still on his face when he addresses the group. ]

I am severely under-qualified for this position.

[ It's only been in the last few days that Piper's really started heading back to the ship. She hasn't been visiting the planet-- planets don't really hold any interest to her-- but the casinos held some prizes she had been determined to get. Of course, they also ended in a few explosions (literally) and an attempt to make herself scarce of places she usually was at and constantly busy abroad. At least busy she was good with, but it's not like it necessarily helped.

When she does come back in she's spent beyond her usual 'only as needed' amount of her ratings and came back with what edible food she could (or at least, as a chef, that she considers edible). As well as what few pots and pans she could in order to make it. And then spreads it out on the dinner table before moving to organize them into what place she can find. Someone is determined to have proper food on the ship, damn it. ]

Everyone, pick one meal you want. We'll see about making it here, otherwise I'll just invade the Huntress for their kitchen.

[ Chris and Cole would just have to deal. It's not like they (probably) wouldn't be trying to eat the food anyway. But that means talking to them to use their kitchen and she's almost at let's just not. But for now she'll focus on food, and only food. And cooking lots of it because when you're Piper Halliwell that is how you cope with discomfort. ]

...And I guess we should all do more introductions at some point, but I think we all probably want food more.

[ It's said lightly enough for her, and luckily that's just enough. No one here knows her well enough to be able to stare at her and ask what's up. And she's perfectly okay with that. ]

(ooc: Just posting another link to Wanda's permissions post here, as she will likely try to read the minds of her new shipmates when she meets them.)

[Wanda's arrival on the Starstruck leaves her somewhat bemused by the whole "fanfare." She is currently in the process of brushing confetti off her clothes, as she surveys the inside of the Starstruck's bridge. She gazes around at the control consoles, looking for anything that somehow might look vaguely familiar. She eyes the "desserts" that were apparently prepared for her arrival, but doesn't actually eat of them. At some point, she supposes she'll have to eventually get used to the idea of eating "astronaut food," but it's definitely not at this moment.]

A.

[Feel free to come find Wanda on the bridge as she checks out all the various technological goodness it has to offer. In fact, you may even want to show up quickly, because she's probably going to start fiddling with the pilot controls. Naturally, she won't actually be able to take the ship out of any auto-pilot mode it may be set in. But there may be some sudden shakiness...]

B.

[After messing about on the bridge, Wanda can be found wandering the rest of the ship. Checking in on each of the different rooms, as she tries to get her bearings. She may even walk into a few rooms to explore various cubby holes and storage cabinets. She won't go rooting through anyone's personal items, should she stumble across any, but she is definitely being nosy.]

C.

[Once she has sufficiently explored the Starstruck's interior, Wanda will find her way back into the ship's kitchen. She's still not sure if she feels up for eating any of the "delicacies" that the ship has to offer, but she's definitely looking over and making a mental list of what is available. She eventually finds the cups, and will be experimenting with the dispenser's different beverage choices.]

[Unlike the last station, Felix at least comes back to the ship almost every night. By the time the shuffle arrives, he's not drinking quite as much as when the month started, but it still stands to serve as a something to help occupy his time on an otherwise rather uninteresting waystation - at least to him. Novelty wears itself thin.

He's still around in the mornings and evenings, however, usually coming and going from his room, where he lingers some nights over a set of hand-drawn papers, his face knitted into an expression of intense concentration and mumbling to himself under his breath.]

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elena | ota

oren | ota

kitchens, at breakfast!

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Wanda | ota

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