red fishies

[mortalcoil]

Who: The Red Fish crew, and any trespassers
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish, and the planet's surface
When: For the remainder of the month

[Red Fish is the party ship! yeeeeah!


...no, I lied. really, does anyone on this ship know how to have fun at all? like, really have fun? does anyone here gamble or go dancing or party all night long?

maybe the Red Fish just have fun in unconventional ways-- like reading, or sipping tea, or constructively beating the crap out of each other.

who needs a worlds-famous casino station when you have simple joys like that, right?]

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[child_of_bhaal]

[Syeira is pretty good at getting a feel for people. But Coil is still largely a mystery. It's mostly because she can't understand him if he attempts to communicate with her, and that it feels wrong to go to Nunnally and pump her for information. Long term development of any kind of relationship, be it positive or negative, is just something she's never had to experience before. So it's a little weird for her.

So when she notices Coil is shadowing her, she decides to just let that happen and see what is what. She doesn't try to challenge his abilities by going over more difficult paths than necessary, nor does she baby him by finding the smoothest paths. If he wants to follow her, then he'll follow her. Maybe she'll learn something.]

[mortalcoil]

[he continues to follow, but really only half of his focus is on her. he keeps track of where she is, watches what paths she chooses over the uneven land, but the rest of his attention is hungrily pinning to every detail around him that happens to catch his eye.

if anything, following her is just giving him an excuse to go farther. Zhas might stop him or try to call him back, but... well. out of sight, out of mind.

and while he doesn't seem to be terribly at home in the deep wild, or have some other obvious goal here, he is at least half-decent at makeshift ranging. he even stops abruptly a few times to stoop down and peer at low-growing plants in the dark, picking off samples of leaves, sometimes rubbing them between his fingers to see what kind of sap and smell they give off.]